I Think The Reason Why People Want To Know What's "wrong" With Disabled People Is Because They Want To

I think the reason why people want to know what's "wrong" with disabled people is because they want to reassure themselves.

They want you to say you were in a horrific accident or that you have a well known and treatable disease because they think they can stop it happening to them.

They think their health is a given because they aren't a dangerous driver/ an alcoholic/a drug user/obese/an unhealthy eater etc. Obviously this isn't true but it's easier for them to think of it like that.

Until one day they meet someone who did nothing. They're not really asking "what's wrong with you". They're asking "what went wrong" because they think they can avoid it.

So when they meet someone who made all the right choices, who was healthy, who was safe and one day woke up sick and never got better, it scares them because some part of them realises that it could happen to them.

They can exercise and eat a balanced diet and be as careful as possible and it doesn't do a thing and they can't do a thing about it. That terrifies able bodied people.

People like to look for something or someone to blame and they hate it when there's nothing there.

C: "-not to mention snexism."

A: "Sorry what was that?"

C: "Snake sexism. Snexism. Women don't have it easy in the snake world either."

That didn't sound like a real thing, Aziraphale thought, but he did not voice his concern. Claiming that snexism wasn't real sounded exactly like something a snexist would say.

Had three nightmares in a row last night because my brain hates me 😊

WOW! Long time no post, but that doesn't mean I haven't been up to stuff! I can finally share some of the things I've been working on as part of the @gospexchange

This short-but-sweet little comic is a gift for @deathly-shipper based on the song Céu Azul by Ana Gabriela

I had a lot of fun making this, the song is very sweet and cozy and I hope I captured the vibes you were looking for!

Here's an AO3 link if tumblr makes the quality stinky!

No I didn't stick pins into my arm. I was bitten by a vampire (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

Me being fine after talking about traumatising stuff:

Therapist: oh cool! It seems talking things out works for you

Me being fine after rediscovering trauma:

Therapist: okay this is a bit weird

Me continuing to be fine during every therapy session since the beginning with no large shifts in mood:

Therapist: goddammit you're dissociating aren't you