THIS. And Another Great Way To Manipulate Doctors Into Your Favorite Also Involves Sayings Like:

THIS. And another great way to manipulate doctors into your favorite also involves sayings like:

“A (friend or family member) of mine is dealing with the same symptoms and conditions. Their doctor told them that…”

“Really? The doctors told my (friend or family member) that (insert symptoms here). What do you suggest about going about this?”

Surely, there are other ways to say these examples, but the point is that you refer to a close person in your life and mentioned how they got help by their doctor because the oneness of reputation matters more to enough doctors than the care of their patients, particularly if you come from marginalized and intersectional backgrounds. Doctors in the United States are incentivized to push drugs without care because the system is based on profit and not care. It will change one day soon and for the better, but for now you’re just needing to survive and you matter to be here when we get to that point in care.

i think a LOT of you with chronic conditions should learn this one magical phrase to get your hospital doctor to shit his entire pants, which is leaving the room and saying "im going to go discuss your behavior with the ethics committee, i think you might need a reminder of what your job is"

It’s really hard living with disability and surviving the cruel regime of the United States. I’m tired of resting. I’m tired of being an ambulatory cane user who’s looking into wheelchairs just to reclaim a better fidelity for mobility. I’m tired of having to grieve alone what COVID-19 took from me for three years now.

I was scared. I was alone in isolation. There were no ambulances or hospital beds. I reached a critical point of multi day high fever and drowning in my lung fluid that I was ready to die. I reached a point where my body gave it all and the lights faded out. I was scared to survive. I still feel this.

I hope these days spent resting will mean something, for I am not sure or optimistic. For now, I am scared and I am tired.

I am not broken. I have been wounded.

I am not damaged. I have been hurt.

I am not useless. I am making the best of my limited capacity.

I am not lazy. I need rest to heal.

I am not unreliable. I live an unpredictable life.

I am not irresponsible. I am relearning how to function.

to all my fellow queerdos and theybys out there 🖤✨

Even if you get frequently misgendered by people, or they disrespect your pronouns, you are still valid and you still matter to a whole lot of people you may not realize.

🥰😋🤤

i think that unless you have experienced life while being actually dead broke or near it at least once, its hard to really grasp at how, in many places but in america in particular, ‘having money’ is the access card that allows you to participate, materially, in being fully human. even in non-crisis situations, situations where a paycheck is on the way, you have enough of some kind of food to make it, and you aren’t in any danger of losing shelter, even if you hardly spend any money when you do have it, the state of being completely without money is a state of  being hyperaware, constantly, of how much smaller your world is all of a sudden and how many basic aspects of mobility and enrichment are off limits to you. its profoundly psychologically agitating to self worth and well-being even sans the trauma of worse states of deprivation, and i don’t think a lot of people who have lived comfortably without this experience understand that there’s a critical difference between ‘having less money’ and ‘having no money’ when talking about related issues.

"Do you have to make being queer your whole personality?"

Yes. It angers you. It causes you discomfort... it's payback for the discomfort you've caused me. Its reversing my trauma into my queerness and superblasting it into you just because it pisses you off!