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At one point this had some semblance of organization. Liveblogging my self hatred: 2023 edition. Claire. They/them/their.
Art blog: clay-air

one of the reasons I think that intersex people should learn about disability politics and embrace disability justice is because I think it will allow us to make a lot more sense of why intersex medical abuse happens. If you think of the medical system as a system that's functional, has the patient's best interests at heart, and is a place where the first priority of doctors is helping people , instead of their priorities being profit or normalcy, then intersex medical abuse seems shocking and completely unexpected. If you understand the medical industrial complex as a system with many, many moving parts that are shaped by capitalism and oppression, and understand how eradication, eugenics, and violent cure define disabled people's experiences in the medical system, intersex medical abuse is still horrific and shocking but also is less surprising when considering the ways in which the system is set up to support that kind of abuse. Intersex medical abuse is particularly violating and bad, and it exists on a continuum of the many horrible experiences that disabled people go through every day in the medical system. And I think understanding that dynamic is incredibly important when it comes to intersex activism because that needs to shape our tactics. Understanding intersex in the context of disability helps explain why changing terminology to DSD was such a bad strategic move, and explains why that strategy would never have worked to gain any protections from intersex medical abuse. Choosing stigmatizing labels and embracing the medical model is not a stategy that would ever actually help us get protection from medical abuse. Treating the medical system like it's mostly beneficial and pretending that disabled and ill people are respected and receive adequate care from the system is going to fuck us over and prevent us from actually taking steps towards radical change and solidarity.

ok to reblog

Really went from “who knows what the future holds I guess :)”

to

“I suppose I owe it to my cat to outlive him”

Every time I think about how I can’t go back I feel like I’m going to vomit. Feel so sick and trapped wanna gnaw my own leg off or whatever the equivalent is here

Tips and tricks:

Never assume I know what is best for me and am doing that

Always assume my choices are motivated by self-hatred and fear

My actions will make more sense with these handy lenses