like constellations a million years away

oh yeah also here are some kinda dumb doodles i made last night while at a pub, chatting with another PHM-hyperfixated friend lol

And like... you do get that that is kinda insane, right?

Because this is something that so often leads to suffering. And I am saying this as someone disabled, who had so many issues due to this in his childhood.

Just three examples: when I was 7, I was supposed to get checked for autism. My mother did not want an autistic child. Since she just could have a "neurotypical" child by refusing diagnosis, she did just that.

When I was 12, my mother had decided I needed a certain plastic surgery (one that had a minor health benefit, but still was largely a beauty thing). I did not want it. I really, really did not want it. We still went through almost the entire process until thankfully there was a doctor who went: "Wait, this is elective. I am refusing to do this on a child that does not want it."

And when I was 14 my mother refused to get me to the hospital when I had severe food poisoning. She refused me hospital treatment for almost two weeks. By the time I got actually taken to the hospital I was almost dead.

And here is the thing: all of this should just not happen. The doctor when I was 12 was cool, but... he refused to do the surgery because he had the right to make a conscience call. Legally my mother was in the right to force me into that elective surgery. And that just should not be the case.

A lot of children die and suffer due to their legal inability to consent - or refuse consent - to medical treatments. And I wish y'all would understand that.

I made this shirt for a lot of reasons. Because pride is inaccessible for me, and a lot of other people with all sorts of disabilities. Because I didn’t have the confidence to wear this shirt at last years pride (my first), or years and years ago when I was ashamed and thought I was unlikable/undatable because of my disability. It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted in the cripplepunk tag, and this is a new blog and a new me. Finding myself as a butch lesbian has helped me in all sorts of ways, and i know it would of taken a lot longer to find myself without cripplepunk.

Making pride accessible is very important to me, and all other disabled lgbtq people. CLEAR walkways, asl interpreters, places to rest, accessible bathrooms, people in the parade actually being cautious of where they’re throwing beads instead of just hurling them… This is a measly list. The bare minimum. There is so much more we can be doing to help.