Growing up fat, you get made fun of for everything you do, even basic shit like eating and laughing and breathing are funny when you do it because youre fat! And its so hard to not carry that with you as you get older, like I’m still embarassed to eat or dance in front of people or smile in pictures and its ridiculous and I hate it and I wish I was treated with more humanity
Thin people can reblog this btw
Day: March 25, 2018
Do You Want to Be an Ally to the Disabled? Stop Spending Money on Business That Aren’t ADA Compliant
That bakery you love won’t do a same-sex wedding? You find a different bakery
The owner of that bodega you love racially profiles PoCs that shop their? You get your artisanal cheese elsewhere.
You do all of the above and you tell all your friends to do the same. You call your local news station. You boycott. You advocate for change. You vote with your wallet.
That restaurant you love makes disabled people go around the back and through the kitchen? The local bookstore’s aisles are so narrow you can barely get a shopping cart much less a wheelchair through them? No bars in the bathroom? An automated door that never works? The owner calls everything that he doesn’t like the “r” word?
Silence. Maybe a sympathy grumble as you pick out something on behalf of your disabled friend who’s waiting outside of the bakery you love but it has stairs leading up the entrance.
Dear Able Bodied Friends: Without your voice in the fight for equality, nothing will ever improve for us. Ever. We have no money. We have no economic weight. We have no major celebrity representation. The most damage we can do to any business is through bad optics and a collective sense of pity from the able-bodied world.
We need you to stop spending money at these business. We need to you tell them exactly why you are no longer their customer. We need you to pressure and shame your friends into not shopping at these businesses.
We literally, physically cannot do this without you. Without your voice and your economic influence, we will never be treated equally. We need you to teach these people that they’ve had 27+ years to get their shit together and that you, their paying customer, are not going to give them any more money until they make this right.
I’ve gotten comments on posts from business owners telling me they would rather rip out the ramp in front of their store so that I couldn’t get inside than do anything to help disabled people. I’ve gotten comments telling me how ridiculous and cost prohibitive the ADA is.
These people are not afraid of the consequences. They are not afraid of losing a customer who cannot physically enter their store to give them money in the first place. This is why we need your help. We need you to pressure these people. We need your voice.
As I continue to experience more and more issues with all of my chronic pain and illness, especially with a new injury, this post resonates with me.
I don’t have handicapped parking, if I can’t find a close spot I’m using crutches oven long distances. At this point I’m not weight bearing on my new injury and usually have my SD at my side. We can’t fit between cars in a parking lot, so we either have to go up high curbs or walk on the side of lanes in the lot to reach ramps.
I typically struggle in narrow aisles with my SD, when I don’t have her it’s now still a struggle. With crutches or a motorized cart it’s hard to fit down aisles in the grocery store.
I needed a handicapped dressing room to try on clothes at Goodwill. The handicapped accessible room was taken by a woman with a full cart who didn’t want to follow the no carts rule.
Automatic doors are few and far between, especially lacking where there are heavy doors. I cannot go out alone because I can’t get into or out of appointments or buildings.
There’s just something about cars in otter space… Two young visitors shared a playful moment with Abby, one of our resident rescued sea otters, as curiosity roved between the two worlds!
Thank you to guest Sandra Fu for the video!
Guests always function as enrichment for animals in human care – sometimes because they’re doing inappropriate things, and sometimes because of beautiful moments like this.

team “i know you’re joking but my anxiety doesn’t”
the autistic ping
Look, we’re not actually narcissists
When you talk to us about an emotional issue
And we respond with a personal experience or anecdote
We’re not trying to make the conversation about ourselves.
Most times (at least with me), I have to find an experience within myself that is similar to what you’ve described
So I can furnish an appropriate emotional reaction to what you’re experiencing.
It’s sort of like when you ping an IP address to fix a faulty Wi-Fi connection.
It’s not personal, it’s just how I navigate Feelings™.
This is how many people on the Autism spectrum express empathy. We don’t say things like “You must have felt so…” like neurotypical people are used to. To us, that comes across as presuming to know. We look to when we felt something that seems similar, and offer that experience. That lets the other person decide whether we truly know how they feel.
When I do this I am trying to show you that I really do know how you feel, and not just saying something arbitrary to make you feel better. Since I’m not good at showing and expressing emotions or even knowing exactly what it is I am feeling, I barely know what others are feeling. But by relating situation to situation, I’m acknowledging what they are feeling now and that I felt a similar way once, so that any advice I give can sound like I’m feeling the right emotion.
Oh I had no idea this was an autism thing I always respond to people by talking about situations where I felt similarly
Literally this is so common they test for it during the diagnostic process.
the annoying thing about this is that people always think i’m a one upper, who do something almost identical (and certainly looks identical to a casual observer) except the one upper usually just gives an analogous situation that was much worse/more intense/even more extraordinary
when an autistic person does this, the important part is the feelings, not the event, and i always worry someone is thinking i’m one uppingTHIS IS AN AUTISTIC THING????
Omg my mind is being blown here. I have known so many people who did this that I figured it was The Socially Correct And Acceptable Response?!
And I tried to learn how to Do It Right! Because my thinking was, “I don’t really know how to have or express the right emotion, so how am I going to share a related experience that is the right one for what they’re feeling?!”
So I really studied how people did that, and how people responded to my stories, and put a ton of energy into figuring out what to share and when, so that I’d be Socially Correct, instead of always just being like, “That sucks!”
OMG OMG I was learning from autistics all alonnnnng
do i even know ANY allistic people?! everything I thought I knew has been overthrown by this one post, I want to take a nap
Honestly? The absolute worst part of autism would have to be that getting better looks like getting worse. Let me explain. There is no recovery with autism. It’s just part of you, that’s all. But neurotypicals and society at large force autistic people to try and fit in as much as possible. Don’t stim, don’t use echolalia, speak how we want you to, etc. etc. The way that you grow as an autistic person and avoid depression and anxiety and other negative side effects of autism is by giving those expectations the finger and being your true autistic self. But…this becomes a predicament. The people around you see you stimming more, speaking less, using echolalia more, whatever it may be, and they think you’re getting “worse.”
I’m gonna use myself as an example.
I’ve always appeared more neurotypical than many autistic people because that’s what I was forced to do growing up. I got really depressed and suicidal. I never let my autistic behaviors out and I got depressed. Holding in your autism, your true personality, will do that. Then, I started stimming more. Some stimming at school, a little stimming in public, lots of stimming by myself. I started to let myself avoid eye contact and be okay with that. I got less depressed. I got less suicidal. But, now I was visibly autistic, and therefore it looked to everyone else like my mental health must be getting worse. But it wasn’t. Those things that looked like me getting worse were actually me getting better and being myself.
The reason this is on my mind is that I’ve kind of reached a plateau in my recovery from the bad stuff in that now that I’ve had a taste of what being my true autistic self is like, I want it all. I’ve been stimming in front of people, but that’s starting to not be enough. I want to talk how I need to, I want to do my verbal stims, I want full body stims, not just my hands, but that’s another big step that’s gonna look like I’m getting worse and that, more than anything, is gonna get me a lot of judgement. Fidgety hands and mild bouncing aren’t tooooo weird or noticeable. Vocal stims, stomping, walking on the balls of my feet, being semi verbal, all that stuff…that’s what I need. That’s what I need to feel comfortable. But, the more autistic you appear, the “sicker” everybody thinks you are, when really, that’s what’s healthy for autistic people.
I guess what I’m getting at is that I just want to exist as my true autistic self without fear of judgement. More specifically, without causing people concern or even having people notice.
This really hit home with me because I know how this feels more then I care to admit. Through out my day I will do things like mutter to my self, groan, clap/slap my hands together or against other body parts, snap and crack my fingers, there are allot of things I do to center my self through the day an maintain my focus that allot of people see as odd, quirky, or abnormal behaviour.
Two things that are often viewed as negative by others and a sign that my health is declining it my tendency to lace my fingers together on the back of my head and covering my face from both sides with my arms, I’ll look to the floor, close my eyes and start taking deep breaths trying to refocus. When I’m feeling worse I’ll do the same thing but I seek out a secluded spot out of site from others (at work it’s usually between the two freezers that create a blind spot in the kitchen) and cover my face but I’ll also crouch to the floor or even sit an an almost fetal position, at the times I’m doing this I also mutter to my self and jerk around like I’m trying to physically shake the stress and negative feelings off.When ever I get caught doing those things I’m usually asked why I’m tired or hungry and reminded there’s only a few hours left to the day which leads to me being stressed and angry because I’m not tired or hungry, I’m just out of focus and need to stimulate my self in a way that’s bringing me back to center.
Do you think the Russian agents were briefed beforehand on what a shithole this website is, or did some poor bastard in Krasnoyarsk get blindsided by their first random anon demanding their opinion on whether or not sexbot yiffing is problematic or empowering
Some sad sack from a troll farm in Smolensk: All right listen up gang. Who can tell me what this means?
*points to a white board with the words ‘big yeet’ written on it, underlined and circled*
Supervisor: “Agent Popov, may I ask why I am seeing a Cloud/Squall yaoi furry vore fanfic instead of the propaganda you were ordered to type up?”
Agent Popov: “…I’m honestly not sure, sir. I was working on it as I was ordered and somehow fell into that weird corner of tumblr.”


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