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“You shouldn’t self-ID as ADHD/autistic, you’re turning a very real mental condition into a trend” Ok then stop saying delulu. Stop speculating on which cluster C personality disorder the criminals you hear about on the news have. Stop saying “schizoposting” and “acoustic” and “is it restarted?” Stop using “psycopath” and “sociopath” as catch-all ways of calling someone a bad person. Stop saying “the intrusive thoughts won” when you bleach your hair and then turn your nose up at people who suffer from very real, very scary urges of physical/sexual violence. Stop saying “I’m so OCD” as a way of calling yourself neat. Stop treating BPD/ASPD/Bipolar as inherently abusive. Stop saying “OP I am living in your walls” without tagging for unreality. Stop diagnosing complete strangers you’ve never met on r/AITA with NPD.

You first. If you don’t want our disabilities to be treated like trends then stop belittling and minimising them. I’ll NEVER judge a person for trying find labels for their symptoms when an apathetic, racist, sexist, ableist healthcare system refuses to. But I will absolutely judge a hypocrite. Which a lot of you are

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Currently reading: The three body problem

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Currently Watching: The Social Dilemma on Netflix, really interesting documentary about social media in society!

Currently Craving: Hmmm onion rings

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disabled people are worth whatever cost or resources is needed to keep them alive. disabled people are worth it even if they don't live long. they're worth it even if they will need extra support and resources for every day of their life. they're worth it even if they spend all they life indoors. none of it is wasted. none of it is in vain. time, effort, money, resources spent on a life are not wasted. these things have served their purpose. the joy of someone's existence is not undermined by not lasting forever. there's no meaningful point, some threshold where you can say "okay this is enough. after that it's not worth it." it's always worth it.

we have no sign of how christ treated his betrayer on a daily basis, you know. we do know he was trusted with money, and that they had no idea it would be him. when it was said that one of their number would betray their lord, not one of them nodded sagely and said “i knew it, it’s judas.” not one of them.

how easy it would have been for him to put distance there, to just step away, to lessen the pain and the sting every time judas looked at him. but no. no, not christ. it was always, always, always love.

there is constant agony over the knowledge that jesus CHOSE him. a crowd, a following, all of israel to chose to be one of his closest friends, and jesus looked at the multitude and met the eyes of the one with a greedy heart and jealous mind and he said “that one.” he looked at his betrayer, the one who would commit the Sin of Sins, and he smiled and he said “father, give him to me.”

“let him be mine.”

“i choose death. i choose pain. i choose to let this one know my heart before he breaks it.”

he could have been delivered up another way. someone else could have told the priests — someone could have seen the group and known and ran to earn payment. someone who was unaffiliated, whom they wouldn’t have known and been so hurt by.

but no. no, jesus looked at him and loved him.

god made the job harder in no physical manner, only with love. and so no one has ever, i think, broken the lord’s heart so thoroughly as judas. because he let the serpent into the nest and made it comfortable, walked toward the hungry lion with welcoming arms.

in the end, it was also the story of us, betraying him who we had no reason to betray, and suffering the burden for it when we refused his grace. our redemption in the arms of him whom we worst offended. “while we were yet sinners”

judas is the story of grace overflowing, cascading, washing over us all. jesus pulled him into dances, had inside jokes, sat next to him at meals, ruffled his hair in the mornings, winked at him during sermons. judas was no outcast — he was in jesus’ close circle, his family. jesus stayed up late sometimes with him and talked about stars while the other disciples slept around the fire. they had dialogue about old testament verses and their meaning, swapped stories of their childhoods, kissed each others’ mothers on the cheek. judas heard his sermons and likely had comments, questions, ideas, adorations. (because jesus chose to lead him but judas chose to follow) they were blood brothers, until judas shed jesus’ blood, sold his brother for silver, did not listen when all the earth cried out. (all creation, all eternity building to this climax) (cain and abel) (joseph and judah) (yeshua and judas) (we’ve heard this before, we know how it ends don’t we, god bring the plot twist or avert our eyes)

most powerful of all, when christ washed his feet. kneeling, wrapped in a towel, and silently, gently, lovingly he lifting the feet of his betrayer to intimately clean them.

“i knew it, it was judas” never came from any of their mouths, not even from the mouth of he who knew. instead he smiled, and the kiss was only expected. “i knew it, it was judas” “father let him be mine”

“i choose judas”

Hii I was writing a response but it got way to long winded so its here if you still want to read it: https://www.tumblr.com/worlds-oldest-teenager/719482151699185664/why-i-think-apollo-is-the-golden-child-and-not-the?source=share

(sorry this is my unused main account and idk how to make those nice looking links)

Omg adding on to Meg and Apollo being the golden child ™. Idk how canon it is cause it's been years since I read the books but Nero's adopted abducted children are all sort of replacements for the Olympians right? Is Meg supposed to be Apollo's replacement? Cause it would be so messed up if Nero purposely raised her how Apollo was raised to cultivate the perfect Apollo or whatever.

It's very crack theory. Nero probably was like that to Meg cause abusers just be like that. Also he's so dramatic he would love to get a little child of apollo and it would be so much easier to turn a child on their absent father than a random child of another god. Unless Apollo is such a good father he'd notice they got abducted immediately so they had to go with another child. Nero and Caligula especially want to replace Apollo with themselves so idek man.

However it opens up a bunch of super funny stuff. Like Nero thinks a better Apollo is just someone with all his trauma, who talks less and has the ability to swordfight?

Where did he even get this inside info on Apollo's traumatic childhood? I'll tell you where: From Commodus. He probably couldn't resist shit talking his ex to Nero who took it all as parenting lessons.

Commodus: And then he was saying, "No, Commodus the bolts did it to me. My father would never hurt me." How stupid do you have to be to think an inanimate object is abusing you?

Nero, writing furiously: Manipulate child into viewing you and your abuse as two separate people.

Been a little busy. Thanks for tagging me in tag games peeps but it's gonna take a while to respond. Hope life's going well for yall <3

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