Your mental illness does not change your privilege as a white person
Your sexual orientation does not change your privilege as a white person
Your gender does not change your privilege as a white person
Your income does not change your privilege as a white person
Your disability does not change your privilege as a white person
Your age does not change your privilege as a white person.
Your political affiliation does not change your privilege as a white person
Your religion does not change your privilege as a white person
Your privilege as a white person will stick with you, whatever your other identities are. You may face oppression in other ways, which, YES means there are other social structures that work against you. But they do not diminish your white privilege
“passing privilege” isnt really privilege because its based in erasure. once you reveal who you are, bigots will hate you no matter how cis/white/straight they thought you were before. and living with that knowledge is not a privilege. watching your community go through hell and having to make a choice between personal safety and solidarity is not a privilege. having your “privilege” hinge on something as inconsistent and subjective as how people perceive you at any given moment is not privilege.
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As chronically ill humans, we experience this as ablism. “You can’t be sick because I’ve never been sick that way.” “Stop whining and complaining…it can’t be THAT bad.” “You’re just imagining the pain.” “You’re just pretending to be sick because you want attention.” All these kinds of things people say, they are projections…the projections of people who have the privilege of health.
20 somethings in colleges paid for by their parents getting degrees in something useless like gender studies, who have never been poor, never worked a day in their life, and have just generally never been through any type of struggle telling me, someone who grew up on the edge of poverty and being mentally ill, about privilege
Just a reminder to white people, or actually- any privileged person: I cried so much when I found out trump was president because I was (and still am) in fear my basic rights would be stripped, as a lgbt afab disabled mentally ill poc. So many other minorities did too. We are terrified. This won’t affect you like it will us. So don’t be mean to us about refusing trump as president. Even better- protect us. There’s gonna be violence. Muslims are stopping wearing their hijabs out of fear. Gay people are going back in the closet, and trans people are conforming, mentally ill are hiding their health- because there will be violence. Use your privilege and protect us.
Performance without rehearsal.
Body without alterations.
Head without premeditation.
I know nothing of the role I play.
I only know it’s mine. I can’t exchange it.
I have to guess on the spot
just what this play’s all about.
Ill-prepared for the privilege of living,
I can barely keep up with the pace that the action demands.
I improvise, although I loathe improvisation.
I trip at every step over my own ignorance.
I can’t conceal my hayseed manners.
My instincts are for happy histrionics.
Stage fright makes excuses for me, which humiliate me more.
Extenuating circumstances strike me as cruel.
Words and impulses you can’t take back,
stars you’ll never get counted,
your character like a raincoat you button on the run —
the pitiful results of all this unexpectedness.
If only I could just rehearse one Wednesday in advance,
or repeat a single Thursday that has passed!
But here comes Friday with a script I haven’t seen.
Is it fair, I ask
(my voice a little hoarse,
since I couldn’t even clear my throat offstage).
You’d be wrong to think that it’s just a slapdash quiz
taken in makeshift accommodations. Oh no.
I’m standing on the set and I see how strong it is.
The props are surprisingly precise.
The machine rotating the stage has been around even longer.
The farthest galaxies have been turned on.
Oh no, there’s no question, this must be the premiere.
And whatever I do
will become forever what I’ve done.
i dont think eridan is written mentally ill i think hes a privileged little brat but honestly you do you i like some freak ass characters sometimes as well
but like my ab*ser was depressed, an alcoholic, an abuse survivor, bipolar, an addict and most likely borderline and his actions were still not ok!!! his rich daddy sent him off to expensive rehab on the other side of the country and he put in no effort to change his behavior and pick up coping mechanisms that werent “specifically target vulnerable girls and viciously and unapologetically exploit emotional labor from them”
like that last point is literally the easiest to observe in both fandom and proper media
“but mental illness” will be used to woobify and defend male villains, but mentally ill female characters (villainous or otherwise) will be demonised, ditto characters of colour
and it is a Known Thing that white terrorists will get called troubled and mentally ill, when anyone else is just called a terrorist
like it’s not then a difficult step to reach “in real life, we only defend mentally ill people in order to privilege whiteness/maleness/class”
and that it doesn’t actually help mentally ill people which you can tell from the fact that whenever there is a troubled white terrorist, all the news is suddenly “so what can we do about Those Mentals”