#really real life

[christiandomme]

Spent some time sketching in the sun today

[kensatou]

(✿◕‿◕) die (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)

[lastoneout]

the whole guilt-tripping language in posts about important topics paired with how I'm still getting bitches in my notes talking about why it's actually good to tell "bad" people to kill themselves continues to prove to me that a lot of people have absolutely no concept of social justice or activism outside of assuming the worst of and then viciously attacking strangers on the internet

[kimeoshi]

Corrupted Ratio for Twitter! Reached 2k followers and he won in a prompt game

Timelapse:

[chloesimaginationthings]

Jumpscare Balloon boy returns in FNAF 2 movie..

[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.

[zennesaph]

this is how logic chess works right

[icarusredwings]

Thinking about Wade just running into a wall and Logan snapping his head around like "What the fuck are you doing !?"

Only for Wade to shake his head and hold it straight like some kind of cartoon charater. "Sorry! The player pushed the wrong button." And as he's stomping away, he's looking at the wall like "Really guys!? Infront of the Wolverine!? You're so embarrassing !!" Through grit teeth.

Logan blinks, and Al's like "Yeah he's just like that sometimes."

[dcxdpdabbles]

Wally: Hey, you want to hang out today after work?

Dick: Sorry dude, I can't. My family is going to take the practice citizenship test today.

Wally: What?

Dick: Yeah, Danny - I told you about him. The new kid Bruce took in from Illinois - was talking about how every year his old school district history classes would start off with the practice citizenship test, and he bragged how he always got an eighty while half his class failed . Damian said he could get every single one right, Tim called it a bluff, and long story short, we are all going to do it to see who gets the most answers right.

Wally: Why?

Dick: Pride

Wally: How many questions are there.

Dick: 100

Wally: And this is considered fun?

Dick: Oh yes, nothing like a fun game of triva or tests to get the Waynes excited. Last week, we did triva on the royal family of England!

Wally: Okay well....how about Friday?

Dick: Sorry that day we're doing Danny's Kahoot on Nasa.

Wally: Wednesday?

Dick: That works for me :D

[christiandomme]

Messages from MT

[kensatou]

you think YOU had a bad day at work?

bonus: sid shrieking "no!!!! NO!!!!!" loud enough to be heard in the stands and on camera

[knownoshamc]

out of spite

[moonsidesong]

i feel like there's gotta be a WEIRD puberty process in between the last two stages of inkling development. bc like there's no way THIS is an overnight change right.

inkling middle school is probably just full of 13 year olds full of the wrath of a thousand suns that their skin tone is taking so long to grow in

[legally-allowed-to-slime]

All Real Life SMP members’ last words

13. Grian - “No, no, I’m gonna—”

12. Joel - “No, stop! No!—”

11. Scar - “No, no, no, no, go guys, it’s okay, oh jeez, oh frick—“

10. Impulse - “Don’t you do it. Don’t you do it!” [responding to Martyn saying Impulse was critting] “That’s right!”

9. Skizz - “What’s up, BigB! Whoo! Yeah!”

8. Ren - “No, don’t just kill me, it’s gotta be a fight! it’s gotta be a fight! Fight! Bring it on, you—”

7. Jimmy - “Aah!”

6. BigB - “Oh. Oh, no.”

5. Pearl - “Ah! Oh— I don’t wanna d—”

4. Martyn - “Please, please, please no, please no.”

3. Gem - “Cleo, get away from my backside! What is ha—”

2. Scott - “You got a fence post in your hand! Very nice.”

1. Cleo (winner) - “Creeper, creeper, creeper! Kill me, kill me, kill me! Aww—”

[cranberrymoons]

eddie diaz looking arguably the gayest he’s ever looked in a cut off muscle tank and mustache. sitting at a sunny los angeles coffee shop being openly flirted with by a priest who hits on him in such a life changing way that within 36 hours he is dancing around in his underwear and collapsing half naked onto his couch with a newly-single buck buckley. if you can dream it you can truly achieve it. life is literally so so beautiful

[cozylittleartblog]

50+ deaths at 5 am got me yelling absolute nonsense to the bosses kicking my whole entire ass