Dane Pop Frippery

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.

At 8 doctors realized I had obstructive sleep apnea (very rare in kids). But she was soooo busy you see just so busy (fuckin housewife who never went anywhere or did anything). So she just…quit taking me when it wasn’t my tonsils.

I doubled my weight in 6 mos from that and she was thrilled cuz she both loved calling me fat (I hadn’t been) and frankly I think she was hoping for a death she could be legally clean of and get pity for but be rid of me.

Haha bitch I lived.

I knew something was really wrong at 13. I got her to take me for basic blood tests. Nothing found so clearly I was faking. Fibromyalgia. No test even now exists.

Doctors said they didn’t know if I could have back surgery (moderate scoliosis made moderate by her thinking chiropractors are doctors). So again faking.

There’s always something to aim for (that costs to reach) and something to buy to understand (books, fidget clickers, tests, etc). And it’s made it so when you actually go damn I need my community in relation to x you just get $.

And while the original movements were very white and well heeled anyway they are way worse now.

So to be adhd you’re a twee new girl manic pixie dream girl. Buy some sticker books! Autism? Do you have the Sheldon cooper or Barbie autism tee hee? Cuz which one depends on what to buy.

Srsly it’s just…got me at my limit