#happened years ago

[thewomanwithamessedupmind]

I just remembered something from years ago. Some don't believe in the paranormal and such. For me, I'm a believer. I have my reasons. But what I'm about to tell you wasn't something I experienced but my sister and Mom did.

Both of them, at the time, worked at a daycare together. They would be back home about 30 minutes before dark. I would always meet them outside to ask them about their day.

Well, one day, I did my usual routine. But when I tried to open my sister's car door, she immediately slammed it back shut. It confused me a lot because it was unexpected.

Then, she shouted at me to see if "it" was under the car. That confused me even more. But she was panicking and wouldn't get out until I checked. So, I got down and checked under the car. Nothing was there.

When I assured her of this, she, finally, got out of the car. That's when I questioned her about what it was about. It was the first time I ever saw her react like that when coming home from work.

She explained that while they were driving down then road, a large creature had walked out in front of the car. It was slightly taller than the front of the car. My mom, who was driving, didn't have time to stop the car nor could she have swerved to dodge it. But... there was no sound of it being hit by the car nor did they feel the tires run it over. It scared the shit out of both of them.

My sister swore it had latched onto the bottom of the car, hence why she wanted me to check. My mom backed her up. Both said the creature had dark brown fur. But they weren't able to see its face.

I still think about it at times. We, still to this day, have no idea what it was or what happened to it. They never saw it after that one time.

I thought I'd share something that puzzles me even years later. It's another reason I believe in the paranormal and supernatural. Ya'll have a good day/night.

[both-beautyandbeast]

He awoke to realize I am the hidden gem. Upset he was kept in the dark as I walked away. Misjudged and didn’t see it was I whose value is genuine. Then came their losses, many, as I moved on and flourished. I refused to let the record spin again.. Snapped it in half, left the broken pieces by the phonograph and now composing new. One that I may dance forever to.

— Tumblr both-beautyandbeast

[ninakaina]

i was thinking about this today so how long has YOUR JOB existed- not how long your industry has existed, but how long someone has been doing the work you do as a trade notwithstanding changes in terminology and technology. no unemployed option cuz i cant add more answers sorry... tell me about it in the tags

[pangur-and-grim]

look at that transformation! well done, Belphie, you’ve defeated death!

[illusioncanthurtme--art]

...I got fiddlestan brainworms

hehehe funny spongebob reference

[firefox-unofficial]

oh tumblr trust and safety i’ll do what you say if you bring me home

[suckonpoop]

Have you ever shidded where you eated too close to the sun?

[datcravat]

Ace Attorney Investigations Collection X Among Us Collaboration promotional artwork by Datcravat (me haha)

[clownowo]

been replaying the Portal series I think this is where its heading

[giantkillerjack]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

[plain-text version of this post can be found under the cut]

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

Plain-text version:

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

P.S. Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

[may12324]

Eadaz and her queen

[hrokkall]

Totality

[both-beautyandbeast]

When he knew he wouldn’t treat me right he had the decency to let me know and I had the self respect to let him go. He either returned to the old or found a new that would allow him to destroy her… Know your worth or you could be that old or new. Not me. Not ever, ever, ever, ever, everrr.

— Tumblr both-beautyandbeast

(Dress for Night Club Band: Masochist tour)

[varggarn]

I played Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky for the first time a little while ago and was reminded of how very wholesome the PMD series is. So here are some completely self-indulgent drawings of my rescue team. Shout-out to anyone else that has played the game with this specific combo!

edit: and here is my Red Rescue Team

[piratespencil]

This is so funny to me. Reducing them down to their simplest attributes. Turning them into symbols.

[witchstone]

when the light does the thing that makes you feel like you were here 20 000 years ago