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Understanding the AHCA (from a disability perspective)

I try to keep this blog pretty neutral on political issues, however I am also becoming increasingly aware of the general public’s gross misunderstanding of why ADAPT and other disability groups are protesting so prominently against the senate’s healthcare bill- and it’s a lot more complicated than preexisting conditions and losing insurance.

If you can make it through this, there are cute puppy photos of VSEPR at the end (from when he was an 8 week old ball of fluff). 

I will start by saying I, like everyone, am quite biased on this subject. I am disabled, I am involved with several disability advocacy groups, disability activism groups, and disability coalitions. I am close to people with all sorts of disabilities. And many of them are a part of the community doing wonderful work because of medicaid

There’s a perception that institutionalizing people with disabilities (physical and mental) is a thing of the past. And that institutions and nursing homes are significantly safer and more dignified than they were “way back when”. Neither of these are true, and a big part of whether someone who is disabled is a part of the community or is locked away in an institution has to do with where you live and your access to medicaid.

Medicaid is the primary insurer of low income individuals and individuals with disabilities, and almost half of children born in the US. Without the Affordable Care Act (ACA/Obamacare), it is often the only insurer for people with disabilities

On a federal level, medicaid must cover the cost of a nursing home, but individual states can elect to offer what are called waivers for home-care for “non-skilled” and “skilled” medical care. “Non-skilled” is typically an aide who helps an elderly person or person with a disability function in the community but not providing skilled nursing. This can look like anything from helping someone with a physical disability dress and feed themselves to transporting someone to community events to attending doctors appointments to simply using the bathroom. “Skilled” care might be an in home nurse for maintaining IVs and IV medication or nutrition, in home physical therapy, helping with feeding tubes, or any number of other things an individual may not be able to do effectively by themselves. These services are what allow many disabled people and elderly people to stay in their homes and a part of their community. Private insurers generally do not pay for these services long term. Disabilities, however, exist long term.

Without medicaid waivers, becoming significantly disabled and not having access to a very dedicated family or an enormous amount of money to pay for these services means you are sentenced to live in an institution, away from the community. 

The federal government is not saying “no” to waivers with the AHCA, they are restructuring the way they pay for medicaid. Rather than reimbursing states for how much medical care actually costs, the federal government would only pay a set amount per person (like a block grant). So, states that currently offer waivers would no longer be reimbursed for those waivers and often don’t have the budgetary means to offer them. This means that more and more people with disabilities will likely lose their access to the community and ability to live independent, dignified lives if the AHCA is passed. I, and most of the protesters, believe the right to get dressed and go to work, use the restroom, and be bathed without being institutionalized is a basic right that should be protected by the federal government. The AHCA deeply threatens that.

This is just one aspect of why this bill scares me and so many other people with disabilities. The bill and the issues surrounding it are complex and take years to understand. There are many problems with insurance and our healthcare system and medicaid is no exception, but in my opinion, gutting medicaid is not the right answer.

Help us be a part of society and contribute by educating yourself on this and expressing to your representatives how you think they need to vote to protect your community’s needs. 

And as promised, puppy pictures:

ID #95621

Name: Sofia
Age: 14
Country: Switzerland

Hi! I submitted a while back but I completely messed it up, so here I am again. I am looking for someone to help me out with a project. It involves equality for everyone, so please you need to be open minded. Apart from that I also would like a pen pal. I have lived and travelled all over the world and love doing it. I speak three languages fluently (Spanish, Portuguese and English) and am learning two others (French and German). I love reading and writing. I fan girl over literally everything. I love Supernatural, How to Get Away with Murder, Sherlock and Young and Hungry (yes I know they are completely different). I can get as long with almost anyone as long as you are nice. WARNING: I tend to swear… a lot.

Preferences: I dont really care, I would prefer someone around my age but I’m cool with anything. Open-minded is a huge thing. Be prepared for rants. (also can you tell me if you are interested in the project, just so I know). : )

Just a little something I wrote a while back to help me cope with a situation. I wasn’t going to post it because it’s a mess considering I was a mess when I wrote it. But maybe it might help someone else!

Soldier 76 looked himself over in a window on his way to visit you, finding that he wasn’t looking in the best of shape. He was covered in grime and had multiple tears in his clothing. He smoothed down his rebellious hair, as if that would make him a bit more presentable. He should have at least taken a shower before seeing you, but it had already been far too long and he couldn’t wait any longer. He played with the idea of calling ahead but decided to surprise you. He just hoped you liked the surprise, rough as he was. Digging through the plant pot, Jack fished out your spare key and took the liberty of letting himself in.

He decided to announce his presence. He wanting to surprise you, yes, not spook you. He had learned his lesson the last time he showed up unannounced. You had mistaken him for a burglar and threw a lamp at him.

“(Y/N)? Guess who’s back!”

He was met with silence. You must have just been out. As he popped his mask off and placed it on the hall table, that idea was debunked. Your phone and keys lay there. Two things you would never leave the house without. A knot of unease and panic formed in his stomach.

“(Y/N)!” he called louder, running to your room.

Empty. He turned to leave when something tugged him back. He pushed open your en suite door and finally found you. And he collapsed when he did.

There you lay, motionless on the bathroom floor, blood seeping from your wrists. Jack immediately checked your pulse and let out a sob of relief at finding a weak heartbeat. He slammed down a biotic field before pulling your limp form into his strong arms. He held your wrists and watched as the bleeding slowed and the deep wounds began to close up. Jack finally let out a breath that he hadn’t realised he had been holding as you began to stir, letting out a weak groan.

“J-Jack?” you whimpered, eyes trying to focus on the man above you, “You’re not meant to be here…You weren’t meant to find me li…like this.”

“Stop talking,” he ordered. He knew he shouldn’t be so stern to you. But at almost losing you he was scared and…angry? Yeah, angry. Angry at the world for driving you to this. For nearly extinguishing his light. “I’m here. I’ve got you. It’s okay.”

Tears ran down your face, which you buried into his chest to try and hide it. You just felt so pathetic, scared and ashamed. Part of you was glad that he found you. Part of you hated him for it. He wasn’t meant to find you. He had seen too much shit in his life and you didn’t want to add your corpse to that pile.

“I’m sorry, Jack,” you sobbed, “I’m so sorry. I’m not strong enough. I can’t do this.”

He responded by running his hands through your hair and pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Bullshit. You’re the strongest person I know. You’ve been fighting all this crap alone and you just hid it?  You know, you don’t have to be strong all the time. You don’t have to fight alone.”

As the biotic field died out he picked up your weak form and carried you to your bed. When he placed you down you couldn’t help but realise that he was handling you like you were made of glass. Dammit, now he was always going to treat you different, like you were fragile. Had you just destroyed your relationship with him? You figured that he would no longer want to associate himself with someone as pathetic as you. You curled in on yourself, shivering as you tried to hold back the tears. You didn’t even hear the sound of the zip but at some point Jack had removed his iconic jacket to wrap it around you, it practically swallowing your much smaller form. The mattress dipped as he sat on the edge of it.

“Do you want me to get help?” he asked, reaching out a hand to caress your face.

“I don’t need help!” you insisted, “I’m fine.” You felt him tense as you said that.

“(Y/N) you just tried to kill yourself! You’re not fine” he growled, “What if I…What if I hadn’t got here in time?”

He took a deep breath to calm himself. You were what mattered, not his dumb feelings. Holding your wrist, you ran your thumb across where you had sliced. Not even a scar. The wonders of modern medicine.

“Could you stay with me for a little while?” you pleaded, eyes moving to lock with his baby blue ones. Guilt ate at you for asking more from him. “I know you’re busy and have more important-“

“There’s nothing more important to me than you,” he interrupted, moving to lay down beside you, “I promise to be here for you. You’re going to be sick of the sight of me, but tough shit. There’s no way I’m letting you fight this war alone, soldier.”

Jack pulled you against his chest, a large hand running along your back in soothing motions. You were exhausted and didn’t have the energy to stay awake, but the last time you let your eyes slip closed you hadn’t planned on waking up. You were scared to fall asleep. But the sound of Jack’s heartbeat lulled you to sleep, reminding you that you were with him, that you were safe. He was a strong man and he would be there to help pick up the pieces when you fell apart.

Something I’ve realised working in retail is that………..ppl just don’t fucking read……

you’re having a really bad day and look up and kinda say, “please, please, please, someone help me”, and one minute later a guy with little horns pops up from NOWHERE and just goes, “man, you don’t know how fast angels are. like, daaaaaamn. can you believe I am feeling the tiniest bit exhausted? WOW”
apparently the Devil’s son heard your request and had to fight several angels just to arrive first and be your helping “guardian” because “you’re cute”.

I think baby boomers’ tendency to get very mad at slow service goes hand in hand with their dislike of smart phones. Every situation I’ve been in where service is slow? I just whip out my phone and browse apps for the extra 30 seconds. It’s not a big deal. Meanwhile Landline Howard behind me in line who’s never held a smartphone in his life is bored with nothing to occupy his time so he yells at minimum wage workers instead.

Help Needed!!

Do you enjoy reading interviews and psychology articles?

We’re looking for someone who can help us read articles on our website and leave comments/feedback for the authors.

If you’re interested in helping out and possibly getting paid, email us with the following info:

1. A bit about what you’re currently studying.

2. What are your career goals/aspirations.

3. What you hope to gain from this role?

4. Do you have 15 minutes a day to commit to this? You will be required to leave 2-3 comments on our 2-3 of our recent articles.

What you get out from this role:

1. A chance to read interesting stuff that enhances your knowledge.

2. A chance to be involved with our initiatives to make psychology more accessible for everyone, including knowledge from experts psychologists.

3. Something to add to your resume/reference. Ideal for individuals who want to pursue roles in social media or community management.

4. Compensation if you are consistent, and the questions are thought provoking and helpful for the author.

Email us at if you’re interested!

Deadline is May 27th.

“I wanna open up my eyes, and see you on the other side”

wanted to draw a scene where they all kinda have this happy moment after they complete their first mission without shiro!!
It’s not as a sad as I made it sound, i swear lol

Do You Enjoy Doing Interviews/Podcasting?

Our team is looking for someone to help with interviewing various psychologists and professionals in the psychology and counselling space.

If you have 3-4 hours a week to commit to this position, send us an email with the following info:

1) A bit about yourself (what you study)

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4) Related experiences that might help you do well in this role (eg. You’ve done a lot of emailing in the past, currently interning or working with a researcher etc).

The purpose of this initiative is to build a close community between working professionals in the space and our Psych2Go community so that everyone can benefit from the content of the interview.

In return, here’s what we will do for you:

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So I was looking through the Klance tag (as usual) and me, being a dumb bitch, didn’t realize something until now. This post is for y'all who are like me and didn’t realize this either. 

Okay so.

Remember  this scene right here?

Everyones like, lmao Keith is salty. And I didn’t get it until now?? 

He’s literally fucking roasting him because Lance “Forgot” about their bonding moment™, even though he implies that he has enough memory to be stored in a giant fucking ship.

Like, bitch, you say you want your information to be imported into a giant fucking ship but you can’t remember this??? This one fucking moment??? 

You two held fucking hands for crying out loud

Our boy I swear. Keith is gonna Keel over one day.

Bonus: Keith’s face at lance when he flirts with Everyone else (Allura) but him

He looks so done, someone please help him


-Dont think too much about your decision
-dont let fear or other people’s actions /judgement around/about you change you.
-hug your friends
-pet every living thing except humans (with some exceptions).
-Do the things that make you happy.
-Try to find beauty around you.
- don’t be too hard on yourself.
- Appreciate every little achievement you make.
-get a little close to your family, try to get to know them.
-Get away from your family if they are not good for you. Just good vibes.
-cry every time you need to cry
-you are enough, embrace yourself.
-eat ice cream every time you want to eat ice cream.
-go to downtown and just get lost walking around.
-Pet All Dogs you see .
-take your pet to an adventure(If you don’t have a pet take your friend pet to an adventure)
-go on a date with yourself. DO SOMETHING NICE FOR YOURSELF.
-hug your friends.
-take all the “me time” you need.
-hold hands with your friends no matter what.
-Get dressed in fancy clothes with your friends and take a nice photo
-hug your friends just bc you can.
-smile .
- don’t be Alone when you can be with someone who loves you.
-go outside
-go inside
-go to big adventures
-go to small adventures
-dye your hair
-love yourself
-cosplay your favorite gay character
-cosplay your favorite straight character
-cosplay something of any gender/orientation
- bake some cookies
-bake some blue cookies
-run as fast as you can
-scream as loud as you can
-go to concerts from your favorite bands
-get to college and study something you love
-learn a different lenguage.
-Become a volunteer.
-Go to the supermarket with your friends just to hang out.
-Watch a romantic movie with your pet.
-read more.
-dont be afraid of being different.
- don’t be a jerk to people who look “normal”.
- don’t be a jerk.
- help someone.
-help someone, again and again but not bc I’m telling you bc u want!