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“Everything is ableism these days”

Have you considered the fact that disabled people seeing ableism in every day language and life says more about society and its culture/history than it does about disabled people as a whole?

The thing about abusers and lying is they start off subtle.

My dad loves bike riding so he used to take me all the time. I didn’t really enjoy it but I didn’t have a choice. One of the first times he overtly lied to me was when he told me we were going on a six mile bike ride. He knew I didn’t want to do more than that. Afterwards, he told me it was actually nine miles.

At first glance, it seems sweet. The whole “actually you can do this”. But he did it again. And again. And again. It was to the point where I would regularly ask him and have to check with my mum “this is actually what he says it is right? This isn’t a trick?”

It meant that I couldn’t trust what he was saying to be true and that continued in various other shapes and forms all the way up until now. I never know when he’s lying and I don’t fully trust my own version of things when he’s involved.

Abuse isn’t always big and loud and obvious. Gaslighting isn’t always big and loud and obvious. Sometimes it can be as little as lying just often enough that you start to doubt your senses and can’t trust anyone anymore. Sometimes it’s about something as little as a bike ride.

I’m talking mainly about things like thick carpets and rocky ground, gravel etc. Quite a lot of disabled people (myself included) struggle with energy levels and keeping up putting in the effort to push against a resistant floor is really tiring.

Partially a phrasing issue on my end but yeah.

Something that really sucks about being disabled is places say that they’re accessible but they aren’t.

I’ve been to places that claim to be accessible where

the ramp’s too steep

there are steps they didn’t mention because “it’s only two or three”

the doorways are too small

there aren’t any elevators to the top floor

the floor is too rough to easily push on

exhibits are displayed in ways that are impossible to see from a wheelchair

the doors don’t have a push button

tables/exhibits are put way too close together

the surrounding paths have no curbs

Without those things, it isn’t accessible. You can’t put a sloped piece of metal on your doorway and call that wheelchair friendly.

Also low empathy isn’t an abusive trait. I don’t feel your emotions ≠ I’m an abuser. Fr this person gonna get mad at someone for not feeling stuff and then say “well you’re not an ✨empath✨ so obviously you’re abusing me”. Swear to god ableists make no fucking sense.

there is no fucking way 💀💀💀

okay lets just !!! ignore ALLLL of my other symptoms because im not abusive i dont have npd sorry guys npd diagnosis cancelled i dont have it anymore sorry guys because this one person on the internet said so

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