I’m also pretty overwhelmed right now, with what sounds like an extremely distressed old lady crying out again at the damned nursing home across the street.

(Which has been an ongoing stressor in general since they built it, and not for the NIMBYish reasons that had some other people in the gentrifying neighborhood trying to head it off in the planning stages.)

But yeah, it’s not just the hyperempathy thing, though that is definitely not making things easier. It’s also knowing that they could literally be torturing and killing someone in there, and not that many people would be interested enough not to just tut and find some justification for any terrible institutional shit that might be happening.

This is not the first time in the past few weeks that I’ve heard the same person that distressed. It’s also been going on for at least an hour now this morning (could be several more still, going by other times). So, at least I don’t think she is in more immediate danger at the moment, near impossible as that is to tell from outside. But, there’s nothing obvious that I can reasonably do about the whole situation, which is just heartbreaking.

I honestly did consider calling the police the first night I heard her screaming and crying and yelling for help over there, as much as I don’t trust them either. It sounded that worrying. But, what are the chances of a call like that getting taken remotely seriously, even without the possibility of making the situation worse for the person already screaming? :/ They’re sure as hell not going to buzz some random angry neighborhood person in to let them see wtf is going on, and talk to her.

Much less buzz anyone out if they really want to leave, yeah.

I have never seen anyone who wasn’t staff outside the building, either. Maybe a few visitors on a weekend, but not even many of them. More than a few red flags that I have noticed.

And the situation is that upsetting from a place of relative safety, on the other side of the street. Not living as essentially a prisoner myself over there.

And all of this mostly just gets accepted as normal and inevitable. That’s the really overwhelming part. I am honestly still not NEARLY as used to that, and don’t plan on trying to get more comfortable with it. Bad enough situation even when nobody is actively screaming and crying for help loudly enough to hear across the street.

Signs of emotionally abusive parents

chxrchgay:

witwicky:

journeyofbell:

Based on some advice I gave a girl with abusive parents, here’s a list of signs that I’ve gathered from personal experience with my mother:

  • Constant criticism: Most parents criticise their children now and then but constantly putting down your child is not normal. For the most part, the criticism comes out of the blue and is often about your looks, interests or behavior. It’s not just “normal” criticism, like commenting on something stupid you did. They’ll often compare you to other children and demand that you should be like them instead.
  • Not taking you seriously: No matter how old you are, you’ll always be a dumb child to an abusive parent. It doesn’t matter how well-informed you are and how great your arguments are: you’re wrong, naive and stupid. My mother would often shut me out when talking with her and other “adults” at parties and gathering, even when I was 18 and older and could easily talk with the “adults”
  • Being overdramatic: Making a situation seem a lot worse than it is will always put the parent in control and make the child a nervous wreck. My mother still has a habit of blowing things out of proportions and act like a tiny problem is the end of the world. As an adult, I just roll my eyes now but for a child, it’s absolutely terrifying.
  • Projecting their feelings/faults onto you: My mother always pointed out how angry and sour I was and I believed her for a long time until I was told otherwise by friends on multiple occassions (whenever I was described, happy was always included). Guess who’s angry and sour, though? My mom, of course. She’s extremely negative about a lot of things and tend to think the worst of everything. She complains nonstop but somehow she’s convinced that’s me doing that, not her. This goes for other feelings/faults too (being jealous, violent, naive etc.)
  • Mocking your interests: Loudly commenting and making fun of what you enjoy is not something normal parents (or people for that matter) do. A parent should never shame an interest unless it’s harmful to others. My mother has done this my whole life whether it was my interest in animals, collectiong stones, reading a lot, or wanting to study psychology (according to her it’s not “real” science)
  • Blaming you for having negative emotions: Whether you’re rightfully sad or angry, the parent will respond with ridicule and sometimes anger. You don’t have the right to be angry yourself and sadness isn’t met with comfort. I was a very emotional child and cried easily yet my mother just got annoyed and/or furious. If I cried at school, I’d have to beg my teachers not to tell my mother because she’d throw a fit and lock me in my room
  • Not respecting that you’re an introvert/extrovert: This often comes from the fact that the parent is the opposite of what you are. In my case, my mother was a social butterfly and scorned me for being an introvert (she doesn’t even believe that term). Even if I spent the entire day with other people, she’d be angry if I didn’t want to go play with someone after dinner. She’d also be pissed in the most ridiculous situations, like if I didn’t sit next to someone in the bus on trips and alike.
  • You have to protect others from their anger: In my case, it was my younger brothers and sometimes my father. I’ve swallowed my words or let my mother mistreat me several times so that she wouldn’t throw a fit and later let it out on my brothers or my father. A child should not be responsible for keeping peace in the home.
  • You have to lie all the time: With all the previous points, it’s not unusual that you end up lying to the parent in question all the time. I seldom lie to my father but I’ve lied to my mother my entire life and still do. Making up excuses and stories to avoid conflict becomes an essential part of interacting with the abusive parent and if you’re unlucky like me, it’ll last an entire liftetime.

If these things happen to you a lot, you’re dealing with an abusive parent and need help. Emotional abuse can affect you on the long run and has to be stopped as soon as possible. 

If the abusive parent can’t change their awful behaviour towards you, you don’t have to stay in touch with them and/or see them. You don’t owe your parents anything if they mistreat you like this.

Also adding:

Financial manipulation; knowing you (minor or dependent) are relying on them for financial reasons (food/college/clothes/house/etc) and they constantly threaten to revoke it in order to control you. Also guilting you about money; you cost so much, do you know I take care of you, etc.

another thing: threatening to kill or give away your pets for no discernable reason. Especially when you’re very young (I was between 8 and 13 when this happened with my dad and cat), it’s terrifying to live with the possibility of your animal being killed because you or they make a small mistake.

zyprexaofficial:

cw: child death/abuse

the reason i got so pissed off last night and wrote that post was cause i was reading about the deaths of children by being restrained and it was these graphic descriptions of their deaths and i was really upset by it

but then in the middle of the article about children dying there were quotes from like people from the apa and stuff, and some of the quotes were like “oh this is a problem and we need to fix it” but there was this one quote that was like “oh restraints are very humane these days. people think of them as medieval torture devices but really they’re just so humane”

and i was so fucking pissed not because i was angry at the person who made that comment, though i was, but because it’s hardly an uncommon opinion

there’s this very prevalent idea that “oh hospitals used to be these awful bad places but now they’re so kind and helpful and therapeutic”. and this idea is more prevalent than the idea that “maybe holding children down till they stop breathing is a bad thing”

and it just makes me so beyond angry. that people can die, that people can kill them, and everyone will go, oh, but the practice of having multiple adults push a child to floor and hold them there, that’s so humane, and therapeutic and necessary

like i don’t know how to be rational about this. i don’t how it isn;t fucking obvious to people just automatically that killing children is bad. you’d think it would be obvious

catscatsholyshitcats:

katnissdoesnotfollowback:

corpsefluid:

hmsindecision:

feeltheberd:

im crying

Do you know how many dogs I’ve met that get scared or anxious around men because in their previous home men hit them? A lot, and they are very protective of the women who have adopted them now.

Men who are violent towards women are often violent towards animals as well. They think we’re all chattel. If a man wants you to choose between your dog or cat or him, dump the guy. Those animals will love you for the rest of your life, loyal and true.

Actually, I have something to add.

The other day I saw a story where a woman was asking why her dogs had suddenly started growling at her boyfriend whenever he was in the same room as her son.

And my immediate thought was ‘that boyfriend has hurt the kid somehow.’

Spoilers: that was exactly the case.

Trust ur dogs when they say something is off.

The first time my sister came to visit, via plane, after I got my dog, pupper growled at her and wouldn’t go near her for the first day. Next visit was by car (two day drive)and pupper LOVED my sister. They snuggled and played and none of us could figure out why the change. We thought maybe the scent of my sisters cat had lingered on her clothes, making that first visit a rough one. Whereas when she came by car, the scent had had time to wear off. Well that was partially true…

Fast forward about six months when I went north to visit my family. My sister walked into my parents’ house and pupper ran to greet my sister. Stopped dead in her tracks and started growling and barking. Hackles raised, full protection mode. My sisters husband had just walked in behind her.

My precious puppy wanted NOTHING to do with him. She barked, growled, ran away, and sat between him and my sister. Y’all my dog had spent maybe a weekend a half around my sister but protected her like this was her flesh and blood.

Eventually, my sister filed for divorce on grounds of “Extreme and repeated mental, emotional, and sexual abuse.” Divorce was final in less than a month because her claims were substantiated.

Trust the dog, honey. They KNOW.

I’ve never owned dogs, but I used to work with horses (which are a lot like big dogs).

There was this one horse I worked with named Tonto. He was a doll. He followed me like a puppy, snuck treats out of my pocket, he was the sweetest thing. We were practically inseparable.

A guy I was considering dating came to visit me one day, and Tonto wanted NOTHING to do with him. Normally well behaved, he shoved himself between us and would NOT let this guy near me. He was stomping, acting really aggressive, and tried to bite the guy. This horse was practically dragging me back toward the barn. At that moment, despite being like, 17, I knew something was up, and ultimately things didn’t pan out for guy and me.

A year later I found out he had lied about his age (he said he was 18 but he was actually 27) he was arrested for sexually assaulting an 11 year old girl.

TRUST THE ANIMALS.

gothhabiba:

it’s crucial to realise that abuse cannot be reduced to a list of contextless behaviours. abusive actions are abusive, not because of their inherent nature, but because of the place that they take in a larger pattern of control or intimidation. if you try to paint a picture of what an abuser acts like without reference to these larger patterns, you’re inevitably going to describe a lot of the ways in which people who are being abused act–and many abusers know how to take advantage of that.

for example, an abuser may accuse their victim of witholding sex, saying that their victim is strategically denying them sexual access in order to control them. this falls into a larger pattern of the abuser feeling a sense of ownership towards their partner, feeling entitled to sexual access, and resenting their partner for exercising agency over their own body (& overwhelmingly, cases such as this involve a male abuser and a female victim). they may become angry when their partner understandably doesn’t want to have sex with them after they’ve been abusive towards them in other ways.

however, it’s also true that many abusers do strategically use sex as a control tactic, using their victim’s need for intimacy against them and refusing sex specifically as a form of punishment for other perceived slights. and the mere fact that one person is refusing sex with another person cannot tell you which of these, if either, is occurring.

similarly, abusers often use physical intimidation tactics such as stomping about, slamming doors, and breaking objects in order to create fear in their victims (and the expectation that perhaps they’re going to be hurt, whether or not the abuser has been physically violent before), or to punish them for stepping out of line. they’ll later claim that they just “lost it.”

but it’s wholly possible for victims of abuse to slam doors or to break objects out of understandable frustration with the terror to which they’re being subjected. without a reference to the overall dynamics of power in the relationship–whether or not the door was slammed in order to create fear, whether or not the person who broke an object also uses other tactics of manipulation and intimidation, and often whose objects were broken (abusers may claim that they “lose control” of themselves, but they conveniently seem to destroy only things that belong to their partners)–you can’t say that breaking an object = abuse.

& you have to keep in mind the fact that many abusers keep their victims on the defensive by accusing them of using their own manipulative tactics. someone (likely a man) who controls their partner through checking out other people & engaging in affairs may call their partner crazy or jealous or controlling for trying to put a stop to the behaviour–all the while being highly jealous and controlling of their victim, strategically fabricating suspicions about their infidelity in order to take the focus off of their (the abuser’s) behaviour.

or perhaps someone really is jealous–but feelings of jealousy do not automatically equal abuse in the absence of abusive behaviour relating to that jealousy. & you can apply the same concept to things such as crying or showing other signs of emotional upset when confronted with criticism, asking your partner to contribute more around the house, or a great deal of other things that I could name: these could all be manipulation tactics used by an abuser, responses to abuse manifested by victims (which the abusers may then spin around as evidence that they’re the ones being abused), or examples of simple conflicts that arise in nonabusive relationships that can be worked through in a constructive way.

abusers know how to manipulate shallow or inaccurate understandings of how abuse operates to the detriment of their victims, and they benefit from descriptions of abuse that abstract it away from dynamics of power and control. let’s avoid making their jobs easier for them.

So you’re saying we just let the mentally ill won free and hurt people. Ok then I hope a mentally ill person doesn’t kill you

withasmoothroundstone:

How the fuck did you get that from what I said? I said institutions shouldn’t exist.  I didn’t say there should be no constraints on people who hurt other people.  Institutions cause more violence than they solve.  

And mentally ill doesn’t mean likely to hurt people.  Most people who hurt people are not mentally ill.  Most people who are categorized as mentally ill don’t hurt people.  (I’m using your words and concepts here, not mine, mind you.)  The question of what to do about people who hurt people is entirely separate from the question of whether people with psychiatric disabilities belong in institutions.

Like… I’ve been in mental institutions, okay?  I’ve been hurt by other patients but I’ve been hurt worse and more consistently by staff with no known mental illness diagnosis.  The best institution staff I ever encountered was a psychiatric nurse with a diagnosis of bipolar.  She was good because she treated us like human beings.  She never had to use violence to stop us doing anything because none of us wanted to do anything to her and even those of us who got worked up would calm down when she talked to us because she fundamentally treated us like human beings.

Other crazy people have saved my life.  I hope a crazy person saves your life one day.  Maybe you’ll think differently about us.

Mind you, I’m not saying we’re all totally innocent people who would never hurt anyone.  I’ve hurt people before.  I’ve been hurt and gotten death threats from other people who’d probably be categorized as mentally ill.  I’ve also been hurt and gotten death threats from people who are categorized as completely sane.  I’ve had more sane people than crazy people hurt me.  By your logic all sane people should be locked up, since they’re the source of most violence, both inside and outside of institutions.  And most violence of institution is staff-on-patient, not patient-on-patient or patient-on-staff, although those two certainly happen.  Worse, a lot of the violence is invisible to those committing it.

I’ve had wonderful fine upstanding sane heroic citizens try to kill me.  As in, literally fucking try to kill me.  In a mental institution.  That kind of experience is the root of the violence problem I later developed.  The violence in institutions is contagious.  Being constantly on the bottom and stepped on can create in some people an unpredictable rage-violence that comes out at random times.  It would happen to anyone in our position, not just crazy people, either.  It develops in people in other kinds of institutions that are not specific to crazy people.

And that stereotype of mentally ill people as violent is exactly why they were able to try and kill me.  It’s also why they were able to get away with beating the shit out of me until there were bruises on every part of my body – everywhere.  And that was just the violence done to my body.  It’s the violence done to my mind, heart, and soul that are much harder to take, and much harder to put a finger on and explain to people.  And I doubt someone whose response to “institutions are terrible and shouldn’t exist” is “then crazy people will get out and kill everyone” would even understand that kind of violence or that it matters or that it can be the root cause of the stereotypical unpredictable violence supposedly found in so many crazy people (but actually found in few of us compared to the amount of violence found in people in general).

Because people saw me as crazy they jumped up and down on my hands in front of teachers and when asked to stop said “But she doesn’t feel it” because I couldn’t moe when they were doing it.  It’s why my first-ever stay in a mental institution a guy was able to insert his foot up my butt and wiggle it around sexually in front of an entire room full of patients and staff and nobody did anything except later whisper to me that it happened because they thought I hadn’t noticed because I couldn’t move.  (Being unable to move, in such contexts, is almost always thought psychiatric.  It was actually an early sign of a progressive movement disorder I  have to this day that was made worse by some of the meds they put me on.)

Like… I’ve had both sane and crazy people hurt me.  I’ve had both sane and crazy people help me.  People who hurt people need to be stopped.  Systems that hurt people also need to be stopped.  This goes no matter what category people do or don’t fall into.  Institutions are systems that always hurt people on a level far deeper than you can probably imagine.  They are not full of people who hurt people naturally.  They are full of inmates and staff.  Staff almost inevitably hurt inmates even without trying because the system forces them into that role.  That’s why institutions are far more dangerous than what you’re talking about:  They take people who would not ordinarily hurt people and force them into a power relationship that can’t easily avoid people getting hurt.

It’s interesting though when you talk about closing institutions.  People – no matter what their stance on things in general – almost always think that you mean just instantly removing everyone from a building without changing anything else about the society you live in.  Most people who want institutions closed are not talking about doing that.

So to be clear:

Closing institutions means finding ways to support disabled people without forcing us into a building with other people like us where we’re treated like non-persons and where the system forces an unnecessarily adversarial and sometimes physically violent relationship with the people who are supposed to be taking care of us.  Most people in disability institutions are not there because they hurt or try to kill people.  Those who are, will probably become more violent as a result of the institutions, and will definitely – like everyone else – experience a kind and level of violence that cuts much deeper than physical violence ever could.  

I personally was never particularly violent until I’d experienced institutions, and was only able to stop being violent by staying away from them.  And it’s other crazy people running around loose like me, who taught me how not to be violent and helped me heal from the violence I’d experienced.  As i said, I hope a crazy person saves your life one day.  Many crazy people have saved mine.  And I don’t mean indirectly and figuratively, I mean without these people I would have died many times over.

At any rate, as I said, there is absolutely nothing done in institutions that can’t be done better without them.  And that includes keeping people from being violent, although I honestly don’t think institutions do a very good job at that.  

Also, if things were the way you want them to be, then I would in no way be protected from violence. Because I would still be locked up.  And if crazy people are as violent as you say, and if we were all poised to kill people all the time, as if we’re nothing but violence-creating machines… that would mean if you lock us all up together, we’d be at more risk of violence from each other.  I suppose you probably think that’s okay.

That’s one thing I learned from disability-segregated settings.  We were all removed from being around nondisabled people for various reasons.  Many times, the reasons were simply that they didn’t want to have to deal with us.  Sometimes because we were loud.  Sometimes because we were violent.  Sometimes because we were “distracting” (read: did things that were unusual or unexpected, not necessarily violent).  Sometimes because we had “too many needs”.  Lots of things.

But fundamentally we were put there because other people refused to adapt to our presence near them.

But somehow, even though we were supposedly more limited in all areas including social ones.  We were supposed to adapt to each other.  And we mostly did.

It’s interesting how other people see us.  They throw us out of where they are, thinking we’ll become someone else’s problem.  They don’t care that we then have to deal with each other.

Which among other things means that people who get thrown out for doing things that harm other people, get thrown into the exact same places as people who are more vulnerable to harm or less able to tell anyone (or to be believed) if this harm happens.  And there is little to no effort made to protect us from each other.

In special ed this meant there was a boy who hurt several girls sexually and none of us were allowed to warn anyone about him because “confidentiality”.  And then it was our fault for being near him when he decided to do that to us.  And it was basically seen as okay that we were hurt by him.  He was removed from regular school for doing things like that.  But when he did things like that to other special ed kids, there was nowhere to remove him to, and we had to adapt to his presence, we had no choice and nobody would help us when he did something.

Mind you I’m not saying there should’ve been another more restrictive place they should have put him, away from us.

I’m saying there’s something broken about the whole idea that we can be removed from regular classrooms for reasons that just come down to convenience so that regular people don’t have to deal with us.  But then we have to deal with each other.  It shows that nobody actually cares if we get hurt, and that the segregated disability system is not designed to stop people from getting hurt.  The people within that system are simply not people and what happens to us doesn’t matter.  So lock us all up together and let us get hurt by each other as much as possible and nobody gives a shit as long as we’re not hurting them.

That’s what’s broken about your idea, about the whole idea that institutions protect people.  They sure as shit don’t protect the people inside them.  And despite everything I’ve just said, the people we most need protecting from aren’t each other, it’s the people who work there.  The sane people.  The nondisabled people or disabled people who can pass as nondisabled to some extent.  The people who, plugged into a violent system, will always to some degree become an automatic delivery system for violence that you can’t even imagine probably. And that violence automatically happens to people you don’t seem to give much of a shit about.

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?  Who guards the guards themselves?  My favorite Latin saying.

Anyway.  There has to be a better way to deal with violence than to put people into a system that is inevitably violent and that creates more violence than it stops.  There has to be a better way to protect everyone from violence than to remove the violent people to a place where they can hurt people with impunity because the other people they are hurting, like them, have become nonpersons to society at large, and are also usually assumed to be violent whether we are or not.  

(And apparently if you’re violent then you are a nonperson who it doesn’t matter what is done to you.  But I’d think even if we’re all nonpersons to you you’d give a shit that the system makes us more violent, not less.  I did not seriously hurt people until I’d been in institutions a few times.  It took me years to unlearn the violence I learned there.  I didn’t learn it from other inmates.  I know someone who very non-coincidentally, almost did a school shooting immediately after being released from a psych ward.  If they’d done it, people would’ve blamed mental illness.  The psych ward stay was actually the final trigger that made them almost go through with it.  This was before school shootings were a well-known thing.  If they’d done it, the consequences in copycat crimes would’ve been like the consequences of Columbine.  And the despair that drove them in that direction was triggered by witnessing and experiencing severe violence at the hands of those fine upstanding saintly sane citizens who just happened to be horribly violent, sometimes murderous, to the people under their “care”, but who were seen as saints for dealing with crazy people at all.)

Institutions have a weird habit of creating the problems people claim they solve.

People think mental institutions protect people from violence.  They actually subject people to horrible violence, and do things in a way that makes even nonviolent people sometimes become violent, and violent people become more violent, as a result of what happens to them there.

People think nursing homes protect people from falls and dying and things.  Disabled people in nursing homes die younger and faster than people with identical disabilities receiving the support to live outside.

People think mental institutions somehow make people less crazy.  In many cases they make us more crazy or do nothing.  One of my experiences of them was I was told they were the only place I could turn for help when suicidal.  Suicide is sometimes a response to a feeling that you have no options and no hope.  When the system was seen as my only hope, and presented as my only hope, then when I didn’t feel any better there, and actually felt worse, I lost hope and became more suicidal not less.

I know that sometimes institutions do what they’re supposed to do.  But more often they do the opposite.  And even when they do what they’re supposed to do, there’s always a way to get the benefits presumed to exist in institutions, without the whole power structure that makes an institution an institution.

They’re also supposed to save money.  They generally don’t.  Sometimes they do.  Often they don’t.  People need to be cautious throwing this fact around because it can suggest that if we really are more expensive outside of institutions (and sometimes we are) then we belong in institutions because of the “cost to society”.  But nondisabled people have their needs (some of which are both very expensive and unique to people without certain disabilities) met without institutions for the most part, and so can we.

I currently live in my own apartment.  I get services through a system that gives services to people with developmental disabilities.  I qualify for admission to either a nursing home (institution for people with physical disabilities and chronic illness and old age related disabiliites) or an ICF-MR/ICF-DD (institution for people with developmental disabilities).  I’m not in either one of those things because people before me fought for the rights of people like me, to live in our own homes and receive the support we need here.  The support I need is pretty extensive.  

I can do very little entirely on my own.  I have complex medical needs, two feeding tubes (long story, but one’s for putting stuff in and the other is for taking stuff out), other medical implants and equipment, and a tendency to almost die in random ways that people barely figure out in time (my last ICU stay was almost exactly a year ago, I’d stopped breathing).  Until a couple conditions were properly diagnosed and treated I was in a complicated motorized wheelchair that tilted you back on the rare occasions I wasn’t in a hospital bed.  Throughout all this i’ve lived in my own home except for hospitalizations when very ill.  Throughout all this I’ve had to fight for my right to live in my own home as people freaked out by my care requirements tried to persuade me and/or those around me to put me in a nursing home or group home or etc.

People who would normally be put in mental institutions deserve complex, appropriate support.  Of a kind that rarely happens for us either inside or outside of such institutions.

People need to be stopped from being violent to other people.

The two groups of people referenced above are far from identical.

If you want to stop people from hurting or killing other people, creating an institution is the absolute last thing you should be doing.  Institutions take people who would never hurt anyone and make them hurt people, sometimes without even realizing what they are doing, sometimes realized but rationalized to themselves in various ways.  Institutions take people who normally would hurt people, and give them a mostly-blameless outlet for their violence.  And I’m talking mostly about nondisabled people here – the people who work in institutions.  If you want to save people from their violence the last thing you want to do is create a system that encourages and even mandates violence.  That would be obvious if you cared as much about stopping violence as you did about locking up crazy people.

And it also causes inmates to be more likely to be violent, whether we were originally prone to violence or not.  This hardly seems like a place for getting rid of violence.

I don’t know if you’ll listen to me, especially because I’m not giving you a lot of credit here.  I can’t make myself after what I’ve seen and the mood I’m in right now.  But maybe someone will read this and understand what I’m saying.  Like, I don’t care that people disagree with me, I do care that you seem to sincerely believe that institutions stop violence.  Or that you institutions would protect me (someone likely to be an inmate) from people you presume to be violent (other people likely to be inmates).  When they haven’t and they don’t.

Like, I’m not some starry-eyed utopian optimist.  I’m someone who’s seen the underbelly of a system I hope you never have to see the underbelly of.  And who can’t turn off that knowledge just because some people assume crazy = violent.

And yes I can use the term crazy, for anyone offended by it.  I prefer it to diagnostic terms or the idea that our minds are sick in the same way bodies get sick.  Other people have their own preferences and that’s fine.  This is mine.  I can’t say mentally ill for long without feeling like a liar.  Psychiatric disability is a term I sometimes use in mixed company to be polite or something but it doesn’t quite cover it for me.  YMMV.

If you want a more coherent and organized view on this, try Critic of the Dawn.  You’ve just basically brought out the ‘Bruce’ caricature she mentions and made it stand in for everyone in mental institutions (except staff, who are actually almost invariably more violent than inmates when taken as a whole).

Again, who guards the guards themselves?  That’s the problem with institutions.

[ETA: I corrected the Latin spelling. I didn’t bank on autocorrect… It’s “Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?” Translated variously as “Who watches the watchmen?” “Who guards the guards themselves?” “Who watches the watchers?” etc.  You can see the Latin root of English words such as custody, custodian, custodial, etc. And to the person who commended me on my patience, thank you, but I didn’t feel patient, i felt pissed.  Because it’s one thing to disagree with my views on institutions, it’s another to act like I’ve seriously never thought through that question despite the amount of thought i’ve clearly put into it.  And because that mentality that crazy people are dangerous is quite dangerous to crazy people and justifies some of the worst things that happen to us.]

Mental Health Therapy and the Autistic Client: The Autistic Operating System

withasmoothroundstone:

autisticpgh:

Mental health diagnosis and treatment has evolved over time according to what makes sense and what works for most people. We have an increasing…

I am… not sure it actually goes by what makes sense and what works for most people.  It’s also dangerous to assume that either the psychiatric system in general or individual people in the field in particular are benevolent.  And even when the individual people are benevolent enough, it doesn’t guarantee that their actions as guided by psychiatric ideas are going to be benevolent.  This includes when the individual people are themselves or have been at some point diagnosed or treated by psychiatry.  (In some cases that can actually make it worse, but it depends heavily on the situation.)

Like, everything said would make sense if psychiatry were reliably scientific and medical, and reliably more aware of the pitfalls of its own power systems.  But it’s not actually guaranteed to be any of those things, certainly not reliably even when it is.  And in many cases it’s most of the system that has a problem, not just bad apples.  (Bad apples just make it even worse than it already is.)

I’m in therapy, so obviously I don’t think people shouldn’t use whatever part of the system is actually useful to them.  I’m also very lucky:  It takes an extremely good therapist with extremely good self-awareness and awareness of the pitfalls of the system they’re a part of, to manage to function in a mostly-benevolent way for clients.  Like, it doesn’t take just an average person with decent intentions, it takes someone with more skills and awareness in certain areas than most people are going to have.  Or else it takes someone who manages to function in helpful and mostly harmless ways in the area that you need help, and who doesn’t step over certain lines that are way too easy to step over, and you have a backup plan for what to do if the person does step over those lines.  I’ve had therapists on and off since I was seven, and all of them until this one ranged from terrible to well-meaning but kind of useless to me.  And it wasn’t usually my situation that was the issue, it was them. As in, it wasn’t that I was autistic that was the problem, it did cause additional problems, but it wasn’t the reason that what they were doing didn’t work, most of the time what they did wouldn’t be very good for anyone.  

My current therapist is good because she’s basically like paying someone to listen to you and give you advice based on an outside perspective on your actions.  So we talk and she tells me if she thinks something I’m doing is making things worse or best done in some other way.  And then I can take or leave her advice and she has never pressured or coerced me to do or believe anything.  Plus since I’m an adult I can walk out of there any time, and I’m not in situations where she’d be mandated by law to report things I’m saying – abuse I talk about has long since been reported, and I’m neither a danger to anyone nor easily mistaken for a danger to anyone.  So I long ago decided if she caused problems for me that I didn’t think were solvable, I’d just leave.  And she’s not the type to lie about you.  (Like some will if they want you forced into inpatient facilities and can’t find a real reason you’re a “danger to self or others”.  Some are not above making something up because it’s your word against theirs.  She’s not like that.)

I actually started seeing her after my dad died, but kept seeing her specifically because she gives such useful advice on such a range of areas, and on occasion can actually teach me tricks or techniques for managing emotions.  She periodically stops me and we talk to make sure there’s an actual reason for me to keep seeing her.  

Which is great – I’ve had therapists before where I was not being helped or was being harmed but they tried underhanded crap to keep me coming in so they’d get paid.  One of them actually threw a tantrum when I decided to stop seeing him.  Another followed me to my mom’s car and tried to wedge her way in the door to try to talk me into coming back.  Both of those predicted I would die without them.  The second one also said I’d die if I didn’t join a cult, which is why I told her this was my last session.  I was finally an adult and could do that.

Which reminds me I’ve had two separate therapists who broke confidentiality while I was an adult and told my parents things about me or held lengthy discussions with my parents when I was over 18 and had signed no releases of information for anyone.  Both normally worked with children and had apparently decided since they’d both known me in childhood they could keep on behaving in this manner. One of them even told me I wasn’t an adult and never would because I was in the system and that he would have ultimate say over all my decisions through manipulating my parents.  He’s the one who threw a tantrum on the phone when my parents told him I was through with him and wouldn’t listen to his attempts to talk them into making that decision for me as well.

So… er… yeah.  This article would make sense if more of therapy and psychiatric diagnosis in general made sense and was as benign as it claims to be.  As it is, it’s useful information, but even all of this isn’t sufficient in a world where psychiatry is mostly not governed by what makes sense or what works and can be dangerous to both autistic and nonautistic people.  Even when all people involved mean well, which is not always the case.

Interestingly, while my therapist is aware I’m autistic, it really hasn’t come up as a big deal in therapy.  I don’t know that she does anything different for me.  I am sure it can be very useful to know in some situations, including this one, but it has been weirdly irrelevant with us most of the time. I don’t get the sense she’s altering things for me at all, at least not with autism-specific stuff in mind.  The advice she gives would probably be good advice for anyone.

OTOH the guy who diagnosed me, he meant well, and he was a cousin himself, but holy crap some of the stuff he tried didn’t work.  Like he recognized better than most people the massive disconnect that existed most of the time between me and language comprehension.  But one of the ways he handled this was to tell me the Helen Keller at the water pump story.  Not just once but nearly every time we met.  And when it wasn’t that story, it was stories about patients he’d had in the past, most of whom were autistic but some won’t, and he’d always tell stories about the moment they grasped what language was for.  And he didn’t seem aware that telling me all this using language wasn’t going to cross the comprehension gap at all.  And he also misused power even when he wasn’t trying to.  I totally trust his intentions, and he would stick his neck out if he noticed others in his profession or at his workplace treating us badly, but he also made decisions that were terrible and sometimes dangerous and were not just random bad decisions but were guided heavily by the power structures of his job.  

He did a lot in terms of recognizing what was going on with me, advocating for me if he saw abuse happening (which was a big if), and figuring out things about me that nobody else had ever understood, but when it came to anything that falls under the general category of what psychiatry calls ‘treatment’ (I have trouble dignifying some of it with a term that’s at best an analogy to actual medicine) – that part he wasn’t usually too great figuring out.  And of the people I saw in childhood he was actually among the best.

His general thing was to talk at people, regardless of their response, and the way he described it to me (over and over and over again) it sounded as if he spent a lot of time talking to people who were in some form or another considered hopelessly unresponsive, and through having someone paying attention to them and treating them like a human being they’d eventually have some kind of breakthrough, often just because he restored some level of hope in human interaction.  Like when his patients got better it sounded like it was often less because of what he was saying to them, and more because he treated them like human beings and they responded to that by not shutting everyone out anymore.  I do think my communication issues were one of many reasons that didn’t work on me.

What would have worked on me?  Probably a lot of things, none of which have anything to do with either psychiatric medication or any school of therapy I’ve ever heard of.

I basically needed two big things.

One, get me out of environments and away from people that were toxic, dangerous, and abusive.  (Psychiatric treatment mostly just increased the number of dangerous and/or abusive environments and people I was exposed to.)

Two, give me concrete reasons to believe I have a viable future even if I remain disabled or become more severely disabled with time.  If I had seen people like me living full lives as adults even if they could not work or take care of themselves, that would have given me hope for the future.  And I think even a shred of hope for the future would have convinced me I wouldn’t be in an institution the rest of my life.

Oh and there’s a third element but I don’t have a good way to communicate about it.  It is, however, a very frequent factor in what gets labeled mental illness, and is made worse – much worse – by most forms of psychiatric treatment.  (In fact many of them are practically a formula for how to create the problem if it isn’t there in the first place, and make it worse if it is.) 

But I think even the first two things alone would have helped a good deal.  Some efforts were made in those directions by some people but not nearly enough.  And the absolute worst thing, in many ways, were the people who claimed to be giving me hope, but the hope was all contingent on a particular variety of “getting better” that I already knew was never going to happen.  When the basic assumption is “you’ll grow up disabled and permanently institutionalized” and the “hope” given is “with enough help you’ll stop being disabled and therefore won’t need an institution”, and you have a progressive disability, this is a frigging nightmare.  Because both the pessimistic assumption and the optimistic one carry the unspoken belief “People who are sufficiently disabled can only exist in institutions.”  And I could force myself to function better for a short time, which they’d all use as more reason to “hope”, but then I’d lose it all because it was hanging by a thread to begin with and the problems I was fighting against were getting worse.  I needed to be fighting less against my problems and more against any part of society that thought people like me couldn’t and shouldn’t ever expect to live in our own homes.

As it was, by the time I got out from under the thumb of psychiatry and into my own home and getting services, it took me a good five years to get even halfway to a point that could be considered happy or at least not in imminent danger because of emotional issues.  And I had to fight like hell for every inch of that.

This is why I utterly hate – when this happens to anyone for any reason – seeing everyone around a person telling them that they need to be realistic and accept being forced to live somewhere other than their own home, and everyone acting like the situation is sad but inevitable.  That “sad by inevitable” thing is downright contagious, and people just don’t question it.

So very little of what I needed involved meds or therapy, and very little was altered by my being autistic.  I mean obviously the communication stuff was an issue, and I’ve met tons of professionals who think overload is a form of anxiety and shutdown is dissociation and crap like that, but I think even without autism being a factor I would’ve had most of the same problems.

One thing though that I think is hugely overlooked by almost everyone when it comes to autism. And by everyone that includes people who are genuinely experts on the subject.  Very few people understand how many of what get described as “symptoms of autism” are actually – for many of us – signs of the effects of growing up in a society or family that doesn’t understand autistic people.  Like, when every single social interaction you have since you’re born is physically painful or unpleasant in some other way, that’s going to have a huge effect on your social and emotional development.  And same with growing up in an environment where people don’t know how to read your body language, how to communicate with you on even a basic level, and other things of that nature.  Then add on the degree to which autistic people (more than many other disabled people) are specifically treated as subhuman even sometimes explicitly by professionals, and even a lot of the things considered “core traits of autism” are questionable as to whether they really come from the person’s wiring or not. 

Those of us who had major communication issues – whether those were recognized or not (they’re not always obvious to an outsider who doesn’t know exactly what to look for) – also can develop the same or similar issues as someone who was severely neglected as a child.  There are actual reasons that autistic people behave like people who were severely abused and neglected as children even when our families love us and don’t abuse or neglect us.  Bettelheim and Kanner and others got the reasons for this horribly wrong, in ways that had sometimes-tragic consequences, but the actual observation is a genuine one, not just an artifact of misunderstanding people’s body language or something.  And those things are for reasons.  And those reasons have been thrown out with the bathwater when they threw out the refrigerator mother stuff and other useless and/or dangerous psychoanalytic takes on autism. 

I can remember vividly the first time I experienced being treated like an equal human being by a large group of people at once.  Parts of me started waking up as a result.  Sort of like a part of my soul had fallen asleep, the same way your foot can go to sleep and you don’t notice until it starts waking up.  And I began “filling out” into this spot in me that used to feel empty and nonexistent.  I not only felt more 3-dimensional and whole after this happened.  I also began understanding other people better.  

The misunderstandings had always been treated as “part of autism” and “social skills problems”.  But they actually came from a part of me that had never been fed or watered and that had been kicked and stomped on, until it just disappeared and went numb to the point that… if it ever existed in my life, I don’t clearly remember it now.  So I don’t know if it went away or simply failed to develop.  I imagine it was a combination of both.  And I see that same part asleep in a lot of people with the same life experiences as me, and those experiences are nearly universal among people with autism.  So close to universal that their results are taken as a part of autism by everyone including themselves.  And if a part of you has been numb either forever or for so long you’ve forgotten it ever existed, you’re not going to notice it until it wakes up.  And since it gets taken as part of autism, it can also be taken as okay for people to be walking around like this, or even people can develop a weird kind of pride in it, or believe it’s hardwired and unchangeable and therefore a bad thing to try changing, when it’s a part of them that would totally exist and be a good thing if they got treated as even halfway human and equal for a long enough period of time.

But it’s considered usually a bad thing to say that anything normally thought of as “part of autism” is actually a product of experience, or that being treated well will change it.  Both because people are in denial about exactly how badly we are treated (and about how even things not intended to be bad can be terrible experiences for us), and because the deserved backlash against the refrigerator mother stuff has sometimes turned into a total refusal to see anything anyone has done (or failed to do) as having an effect on autistic people’s “autistic traits”.    Including on things that some people (wrongly) consider the core of what makes autistic people autistic.

Not to mention there’s a reason that in one study, they taught autistic kids “social skills” and had not particularly good results, as in nothing really changed, but then they taught nonautistic kids the social skills required to be genuinely respectful in interactions with autistic people, and the autistic people became “more social” and seemed happier, as a result.  Like if that doesn’t say that the “social problems” are at minimum a two-way street, I don’t know what does.

All of which is also important for anyone in the life of an autistic person to be aware of.  Including the person themselves.  Lots of things attributed to our brain wiring have little or nothing to do with innate brain wiring alone, or only do in some of us but not others. And most of those things can only be solved by changing how other people respond to us.

Mental Health Therapy and the Autistic Client: The Autistic Operating System

earlgraytay:

stimmyabby:

“wandering​” eg not making as many complicated mouth noises as others and still having the audacity to have basic human needs like “exercise” “alone time” and “sometimes being in a place where the people who hurt you can’t get to you”

Walking While Disabled

there’s a book i read (it was written in the 40s so it has some excuse) where one of the main characters is being horribly emotionally and physically abused by her mum

she leaves whenever she can

they keep saying she “wanders” because she has a “mother complex”  

let me put it this way 

the book is just good enough that i managed to finish it without throwing it at the wall too many times

digimom:

digimom:

Help my disabled mom leave my abusive dad

I don’t want to make this post. I’ve been putting it off because I thought that with time, the problem could go away on its own. It hasn’t.

My mom is a 53 year old woman with cauda equina syndrome. She was t-boned by a man running a red light and developed the condition in the 2000′s. Her Cauda Equina is a progressive and permanent condition which she will never recover from. She is losing the use of her legs and feeling in the lower half of her body, and she will someday be paralyzed. She falls down often and is too weak to stand on her own; she uses trekker poles to walk.

My father is an abusive alcoholic who beats my mom. He has been beating her since she was pregnant with me, at least. In the past year and a half, he was laid off and then fired from his career of 10 years, and started taking his rage out on my mom at night. These screenshots, from last week, were taken after the last time he beat her, which I hoped would be the last time. But last night, he beat my mom for refusing to have sex with him (she currently has a kidney/bladder infection and kidney stones, which got really bad before they were treated, because, again, she has little feeling in her lower body.) He has also raped her in the past while she was unconscious from her prescribed medications.

I don’t know where to turn. My mom needs to get as far away from my dad as she can. She doesn’t want to go to the police because he will retaliate. She has no money and few places to go. I think that if I could get her some money and send her down to Idaho to live with one of her (few remaining) friends she might be able to have a better life.

I don’t know how much I should be aiming for here. My mom needs transportation from Montana to Idaho, she needs money to survive down there, and she’s going to need money to buy a wheelchair.

I’ve tried making posts like this before to gather donations and get her out of my dad’s house, but the posts didn’t generate any money. If she had money, she could get away from him.

I’m scared for my mom right now. She’s not allowed to leave the house unless she’s coming to see me, she’s not allowed to have friends, she’s barely allowed to use facebook to communicate with family members. My dad has cut her off from everyone who cares about her. She’s a frail tiny woman and I’m afraid of what’s going to happen to her if she stays in my dad’s house any further. He punches her, throws her around, and is generally very physically abusive.

I’m afraid to make a youcaring/gofundme and risk my dad seeing it. If he knew what I was trying to do for my mom, I don’t know what he would do to her or me. Please just reblog this and if you can, donate to my paypal. I’m going to save the money for my mom until I can convince her to leave. I’m also selling my possessions to save funds for her as well. If you wanna buy something, check out my sales blog @danbosales

paypal.me/EmmaFalkner  

Update, 6/30/17

So I made this post… a few days back? I’m not great with time, but I’m pretty sure it was this week. Already it’s generated over 1,000 dollars to help my mom out of her situation and I’m just… floored. I’ve never known such generosity and kindness before. This is truly an incredible show of community that I didn’t realize Tumblr had.

I thought now would be a good time for some updated information, including some questions which people have asked me to answer:

Yes, my mom receives ssdi for her disability, however it is not enough for her to live off of.

No, she does not have family she can safely go to. She is also not allowed to have friends in town, so that’s not an option. I also do not think I would be able to hide her at my apartment; my dad knows where I live.

No, I have not called the police. My mom spent a night in jail earlier this year for being disorderly after my dad abused her, and my dad has threatened that if she calls the police on him, he’ll get her thrown in jail again. She was abused by the institution where she spent the night and was in pain for over a week after being there. She is terrified of the cops, and my dad is a charismatic man.

Yes, there is now a youcaringhttps://www.youcaring.com/jamiefalkner-864460 It is set to private so that he can’t find it.

No, I don’t have any way of receiving funds besides youcaring and paypal.

If my paypal . me link doesn’t work, you can send money to damedanbo@gmail.com

If you want something in return for donating, I’m still selling a lot of stuff at @danbosales and at MyFigureCollection

I can also offer traditional furry commissions if you’re interested in getting an oc or fursona drawn (my blog /tagged/my-art ) just send proof that you donated and I’ll draw whoever you want

And to everyone who has donated… thank you so much. Words can’t express my gratitude. I started crying when I checked paypal and saw the balance. You’ve all given me hope that I can get my mom away from him and give her a fresh start in life. We haven’t reached the end of the tunnel, but I can definitely see the light.

rolohaliiburton:

I don’t often see abuse posts about the opposite spectrum of post-abuse behavior, and it’s. Kind of a bummer bc those are still things people experience.

So shout out to :

people who feel like they have to aggressively defend the things that are important to them because they’re so used to it being torn down and taken from them – even if a friend was just kidding, it’s so hard to see it as just kidding.

People who are constantly on high alert for a fight and had to learn to treat everything like a debate because it was the only way they could stand up for themselves. People who have a hard time rationalizing not everything is an attack because everything used to be an attack.

People who are mad and furious over what happened and get completely consumed by rage no matter how hard they try to let it go. And who have to deal with people telling them they’re making it bigger than it was.

People who have to constantly front as being a badass or aloof because they can’t be seen as vulnerable in any way.

People who constantly fear they’re just like their abuser because they lash out at a moment’s notice to defend themselves

There’s a ton more things but I’m on my break and these are just things I experience that I know a lot more people relate to omg. It’s hard to unlearn aggressive means of self preservation and it hurts to hurt people after you’ve had to experience that hurt and it seems impossible to get over or unlearn those things but you’ll do alright it just needs time and patience and there’s nothing wrong with being angry.