I Don't Care How Much You Reblog Ace Positivity Posts If You Don't Learn To Recognize And Call Out Every

I don't care how much you reblog ace positivity posts if you don't learn to recognize and call out every form of radical feminism in queer spaces. My community was decimated and our support systems destroyed because of this shit. Both we and the aromantic community have still barely recovered. Many of us won't feel safe in queer spaces ever again. And now I see the same vile shit now attacking trans mascs. Slapping "TERFs DNI" on your bio is worth fuck all if you're fine with keeping the door wide open to the same scumbaggery wearing different hats. If you aren't also dedicated to stamping out this culture of oppression Olympics, of trying to find acceptable targets by conflating individuals with oppressive systems, and making social justice into a cudgel to beat people into submission with, we're always going to be vulnerable to self-righteous bottom-feeders out only to validate their own trauma by hurting anyone within reach.

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Is2g if I see one more validation post I will go feral

"Reminder that if you are disabled you are valid!" No shit, Sherlock. In other news, water is wet.

I don't need your permission to have a positive, meaningful, and fulfilling existence. Neither do people of other minority populations.

All you're doing is calling attention to our broader depersonalization in the most annoying, least helpful way possible. You're not negating it, you're emphasizing it with your conceit that you can chip away at oppression with the power of positive thinking, and the blind assumption that we are so surrounded by terrible people that we would even go looking for validation from you, let alone need it.

When you are of a marginalized population, validity does not count for shit. Least of all the validity bestowed by an invariably inexperienced, middle-class "ally" in a positivity post on tumblr. You deigning to ~*~validate~*~ me does not build wheelchair ramps to my favorite stores. Your uwu validation does not keep the city from saving the most accessible parking spots at the grocery store for able people doing online pickup who don't even get out of their cars.

STOP. Just stop. If you want to help us, find an organization and donate. Actually learn about us and speak up for us in real life instead of bopping us on the head with your online wand as the self-appointed Validation Fairy, secure in the anonymity of the internet and the knowledge that it requires no actual risk (or effort) on your part.

A long time ago, I was goofing around in Skyrim near the Winterhold area and I decided to test the sleeping tree sap.

The pink screen effect shows up and then all of a sudden a fucking horses falls down from aetherius and dies immediately after I take a sip.

Immersion 10/10

I've never understood it when people get mad about Skyrim glitches. In my opinion they are so fucking funny and only add to my gameplay experience. Nothing quite enhances my Skyrim playing experience like my horse suddenly floating away, watching my child sleep five feet above their mattress, or losing health because a cheese wheel came out of absolutely nowhere and hit me in the face.

ive carved protective runes into my email address. to defend against enemy emails