Thoughts

It's very interesting to pay attention to which language a person polices. Someone who gets mad over the word queer but is fine with dyke and fag is showing some interesting biases. So is someone who yells about the words transgendered and intersexuality but is happy to call people aceys. Or someone who very carefully polices retard and insane but has no problem throwing around freak at everyone they don't like. And the person who claims that special interest or sensory hell are autistic exclusive words.

Anyway, this post is dedicated to the person who was TRYING to bring attention to adultism, but did that by harassing someone who referred to seeing kids "in the wild" (ai, outside with their parents) and managed to derail an entire comment thread.

More thoughts on HZD

• That's noooooooot how robots wooooooooooork. Why is scifi like this?
• Ooooh, what an adorable robot pony! I'm going to kill it. I feel weird killing the robot ponies, but also the quest says so.
• Loot loot loot loot loot loot upgrade pouch to fit more stuff loot loot loot.
• ...okay, who wrote this dialogue? I can do better in my sleep!
• You know, considering that talking to me is a crime punishable with violence, people are awfully okay starting up conversations.
• Wow, my mentor-dad is such a jerk! ...still a better parent than the dude who fucked my mother without a condom though!
• Who the hell just jumps onto a zipline, you grab it first and then push off!
• Why are PS4 controls Like That?
• Does anyone in video games ever doggy paddle while swimming? No? Okay then.
• Hehehehe LOOT UPGRADE!
• Aloy, that's not what I told you to say, what the HECK is with the people who made the dialogue tree?
• Was there a main quest here somewhere? Some sort of objective, maybe? I'm too busy hunting the little robot velociraptors. I want one. So cute!
• "I used to be an adventurer like you, then I took a robot horse to the knee!"

And let's not forget how many gifted kids are ND

It's messed up, how parents and teachers and coaches assume that gifted kids are not only more advanced academically, but that they're also automatically more advanced emotionally.

And what's particularly awful is that the majority of the gifted kids I knew had abusive parents, so they were generally less emotionally savvy, but what they were really good at was faking maturity. Mostly by ignoring everything that was bothering them and then breaking down in private.

It's hell. It would be hell for an adult, but it's especially hell for a kid.

[guess I'll die shrug]

Sitting with legs totally straight: hamstring pain.

Sitting with legs curled up under me: knee pain.

Sitting with legs bent partway: brain panic.

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A lot of the conversations on sexual abuse, but especially child sexual abuse, make me feel invisible.

Is it really that hard to say "sexually abusive people" instead of "sexually abusive men"?

Yeah, so that's a thing

Having to hear that my mental health problems make me an inherent danger to children is really awful, considering that I'd straight-up rather slit my own wrists than abuse a kid.

And then when you consider that my mental health problems happened because I was abused as a kid...

Apropos of nothing

I don't think most people understand, but when I say "this seems like it was made by a teenage girl" I mean it as a compliment.

The sort of over the top, bombastic, forget-the-rules-they're-all-made-up-anyway attitudes we stereotypically associate with teen girl art and fiction? I am so totally here for it.

Heck yeah, tell me more about your sparkly rainbow goth robot fairy unicorn that knows kung fu, can hack government computers, and was voted prom queen. Write an entire book about it, I'll read it.

Yes? No?

...am I the only person who loves cats but doesn't find toe beans to be this wonderful beautiful thing?

They kind of weird me out, honestly.

Hilarity ensued

My opinion on Romeo and Juliette was permanently affected by the fact that my first exposure to the story was in Sims 2, where Romeo is a romance sim who rolls wants to flirt with Juliette's sister and cousin.

Also in the game, Juliette's aunts are named Goneril and Regan, and they're good friends. This... was very confusing once I read King Lear.

I'm still flabbergastered

Four years ago, when I went to a psychiatrist and said I needed an antipsychotic, the woman I went to said "I'm going to prescribe this one, because it causes the least weight gain".

Luckily, it worked.

But, still! I was dangerously underweight - and I'm sure she could see that, I wasn't exactly tying pillows to my stomach before appointments - and my potential weight gain was more of a concern than the safety or effectiveness of the drug.

Whining about other people, again

Man, like, asexual and aromantic and sometimes even aplatonic people often pull out the "but we can still care about people, just in this other way" card.

And it makes me wonder... if there was a person who didn't feel attraction, didn't have friendships or any sort of partners, who didn't have contact with their family or didn't have any family left, who didn't keep pets, who didn't hang out with their coworkers, who didn't go to meetups to chat... who basically just did solitary things and also was generally kind to people... are you seriously implying that this person is somehow bad or lesser even though they're not actually hurting anyone?

Could people maybe not?

People jokingly telling each other "go kill yourself" over things like linguistic differences or which breed of dog is the best or that sort of little stuff is... reaaaaaaally uncomfortable, for me, because in between me getting diagnosed and me getting something remotely resembling professional help were four years of "haha Mino's sooooo crazy, he should try to cut his veins with a spoon" from my siblings.

[giggles like a teenage boy]

Remember the furry porn pancake? The one that was licking a sausage with cream coming out of the top?

Anyone have ideas why I'm like this?

Easy for me to consume and enjoy: books (text-based, I don't choose what happens), graphics-based video games (video-based, I choose what happens).

Hard for me to consume and enjoy: movies (video-based, I don't choose what happens), text-based video games (text-based, I choose what happens).

Found this in a note on my phone, probably wrote it at night

When you send your loved ones memes about stuff you don't really understand but they like, are you a dog bringing over a stick or a cat offering small animals?

Urk

The Planned Parenthood in the city I GTFO of a couple of years back sent me a text at an inappropriate time of day (night, rather), and I just.

I went for one appointment in mid-2016. None of the other people in the waiting room with me (I saw about fifteen during my time there) were white, which makes sense, given that it was a pretty heavily non-white (and, relatedly, poor) area. The receptionist had Fox News blasting on the TV, so I was trying desperately to distract myself from the "Nazis: are they totally right or only mostly right about how horrible all these degenerates are" discussion I had to listen to.

I was there to get some stuff checked out, and the doctor did a quick look and said "yeah, whatever, it's fine". Then I mentioned that I wanted to discuss HRT - I wasn't quite ready for it yet, but since I was in there anyway and I didn't know the next time I might get the chance, I wanted to ask some questions. She said "wait here a minute" and came back with a packet on HRT, literally just a printout from their website.

And.

She.

Threw.

It.

At.

Me.

And then walked out again, indicating that she had more important things to deal with than some uppity tranny who wanted to know whether hormones would make his asthma worse or raise his blood pressure.

I've never talked about it with anyone but my partner, because, I'm worried that conservatives will tout this as "Planned Parenthood is evil and doesn't even take care of their own" while feminists will shout me down for lying about the perfect organization.

IDK. Honestly I hadn't even thought about it in a while and I would have preferred to keep it that way. Certainly I didn't want the reminded in the middle of the fucking night.

Yep

Sometimes I get the impression that the only people who remember that New York is more than just NYC are the people from upstate New York.

(Cowfields, people. So many cowfields.)

It's very confusing

Odd tidbit about me: I have a difficult time distinguishing people who have the same relationship to me in my head, so I have to mentally force them into different roles.

So to distinguish my siblings I categorize them as "oldest sibling" and "middle sibling". My grandmothers are "grandma, nice" and "grandmother, mean". Co-workers get split by job description: "purchase order coworker" and "quality control coworker" and "machine repair coworker". Don't even ask about how I deal with my cousins.

This also applies to people I've never met. Amy Poehler, Jennifer Lawrence, Scarlet Johansen, and Tina Fey are "that actress everyone hates" (and Kristen Stewart escaped this unholy conglomerate by becoming "that queer one who's actually cool").