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This.
This.
When I was 16 (5'7" and 150lbs, 3 months pregnant) my stepdad (40s, 6'4" 250lb ex body builder with an opiate addiction) hit me in the face, and I hit him back to give myself enough space to escape to a nearby shopping mall to call the police.
Staties showed up. Cuffed me, took me to the hospital for a psych eval, and then charged me with simple assault.
Then they took me home where my mom was arranging for her husband to move into his brother's house. The chargers were dropped because he missed court due to being in a psych hospital for attacking someone while high on Vicodin.
But that doesn't change that cops will literally arrest abused kids and then send them back because they value legal guardianship over safety.
if you want to actually materially address child abuse, the single most important thing you can do to start is give children the legally enforceable right to leave any situation they no longer want to be in.
church, extracurriculars, summer camps, school classes, their biological family's houses. notably, these are the places that child abuse is enabled by the child's inability to just fucking leave if they need to. they can't walk out of church if their youth pastor touches them inappropriately; they'll get punished for leaving. if they walk out of their house because their dad hits them, the cops pick them up and give them right back to their dad.
children need the legal autonomy to leave abusive situations in order to even begin to usefully materially address child abuse.
original post by qweerhet because it's unrebloggable but very important
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My dad was more self aware about the same thing. His motto was,
"I'm always right, and even when I'm wrong, I'm right."
He was often wrong and rarely acknowledged it
One time my father said: "I'm always right. And if I ever notice that I'm wrong, I will simply change my mind, and then I'll be right again." It was the wisest thing he ever said in my life. Unfortunately he was absolutely dogshit at noticing when he was wrong.
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I need some funds and supplies to help me get my life back together and survive on the street until I get back to Slab City.
Please help, anything is something that can help me make it through these rough times.
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YOU hate Christopher Columbus.
Negotiated to outpatient X-ray and a follow up plus referral to rheumatology. They gave me Prednisone and Flexeril, so I can kinda get around now, but not really.
This is not fun
Being chronically ill is fun because my right leg is numb and the right side of my lower back and hip are in a huge amount of pain and I don't know if I dislocated something, if I aggravated the spinal cord injury I had when I was a kid, if I aggravated the fracture in my tail bone that I got in Spring/Summer of '22, if it's nerve pain from my Lyme disease and related palsy, or something completely new!
Also this is a fun time to not know where my fucking cane is! Usually it's in the car, but our car was totaled in August and I don't know if I rescued my cane from it after the crash.
Fuck my life, I can't fucking walk today.

Her name is Valentina Petrillo and she is a visually-impaired sprinter.
Time to support her, because even without the racism element I expect she will be getting some flak from Awful, Awful People.