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âGirls gays and theysâ <- uninclusive while trying to be inclusive. Bad. Makes me uncomfortable.
âLadies, gentlemen, and other distinguished guestsâ <- inclusive but far, far too formal
âAlrighty gamersâ <- Incisive of everyone, informal, and fun to say.
âEveryponyâ <== pisses everyone off. flawless
"Friends, enemies, and those still under review"
âOI! THE LOT OF YOU.â <âsuccinct, to the point, effective.Â
"Attention K-Mart Shoppers" <- qualifies as vintage
âLadies and germsâ <- funny, shows to the audience that I respect women
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Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hlep".
Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you ask for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"
And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hlep".
Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hlep.
At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it helps reinforce the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.
So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hleper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!
Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

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âYou have to cheat. Ask for as many extensions on papers as you possibly can. Pretend your computer is broken. Use your charm if you have any. If youâre going to cry, donât wait until youâre out of the roomâdo it where the people in power can see you. Eat the same food every day if you canât think of anything else to make. Put other things ahead of taking a shower, even if your mom said you have to take a shower every two days. Sometimes people wonât notice youâre cheating but even if they do and are annoyed you might still get by. My mom goes to workshops for people with ASD and then gives me the really long printouts that go along with them. The printouts tell me to sit down and make a list of everything I have to do. When I am anxious, as I have been this year, itâs hard to think about these things so I hold on to the printouts out of guilt but donât actually read them. Then my mom finds them and gets upset that I havenât read them and says that Iâm not ready to live on my own. But I am ready to live on my own. Badly. Just like I can hold down a full-time job. Badly. Just like I am getting my homework done. Badly. And I forget to balance my checkbook, which none of my non-disabled friends do because you can get it online, and my mom says, âWell itâs different for you because they would be able to do it if they needed to, but you wouldnât, so you have to do it.â Theoretically I understand this is true, but my checkbook remains unbalanced. Which is bad. And I feel bad. I do! At this rate Iâll never be able to go to college. But I do go to college. At this rate Iâll never be able to have any friends. But I do have friends. I just donât do everything right with them all the time. For people whose lives are controlled by executive dysfunction, I firmly believe the difference between getting stuff done and not getting stuff done is not caring about doing things right. You cannot always make a list all the time and be early for everything. You just canât. Hopefully youâre good-looking or funny or you remind someone of their niece. Exploit all opportunities. Do not do what people who are not disabled tell you to do (unless you want to, of course). All too often I find myself waiting for the day when I can do shit properly, which more or less amounts to waiting until Iâm not disabled anymore. Then I can feel good enough to deserve everything I want. Well my cure is slow in arriving, so Iâm just going to do everything I want now, if thatâs okay with you.â
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from Iâm Somewhere Else, âMax is a Miracleâ
The best advice Iâve heard on how to get through college with a developmental disability when there are zero accommodations for executive dysfunction. You canât let anyone else try to live your life for you, and you cannot worry about âdoing things rightâ. Also: none of the things described here as âcheatingâ are ACTUALLY cheating.
For anyone who is in school, I would highly recommend exploring what formal accommodations your school does have, because they are legally required to provide accommodations for people with disabilities, very much including developmental disabilities and neurodivergence (such as ADHD and autism).
Now, if youâve gotten all the accommodations you can get and itâs not enough, I very much relate and it sucks and I remain pissed that they donât offer things I need. Iâm sorry, you canât adjust your absence policy for someone with a debilitating chronic illness? For someone with severe depression? It feels like they want us to fail, but in reality the schools donât us to fail - they want our money, they want us to graduate. They just havenât invested the time and resources to properly support us.
Many people who work at schools (and people in general) also simply do not understand our limitations, cannot fathom how someone might need to miss so many classes, might need so much extra time on assignments, might need to attend virtually some days. Or they feel itâs not their responsibility to help, without considering that often no one else sees it as their responsibility to help either and weâre left on our own, without being able to get a degree, and often without being able to get a job. And that means weâre vulnerable to poverty and poor health outcomes (including, you know, death). Like, people donât understand that if they donât help us, maybe no one will, and we need that help to get by because our society is set up for us (disabled people) to either depend on other individuals for assistance with things we are unable to do or access, or wither away in isolation.
So please, let yourself do things âwrong.â Whatever you need to do to get by, if it isnât harming others, you are absolutely justified in doing it. Submit a half-completed assignment. Take a test without having done any studying. Go to your professorâs office hours and beg for an extension. Go to your schoolâs Accessibility Services (or the Dean of Students, or the principal, or whoever has the authority to help you) and beg for help getting your professors to be more flexible. Beg, or demand it. Do your research if you can, cite the Americans with Disabilities Act, tell them youâre thinking about suing if you think itâll get you anywhere. And yeah, donât feel bad about crying, especially when youâre in an impossible situation the person in front of you is refusing to acknowledge or actively making worse. Know that if you do the normal things everyone else is allowed to do once in a while, like showing up late or missing a shower or eating junk food or skipping an assigned reading or staying up late, or whatever it is youâve been told you canât do because youâll somehow fall apart if you donât overcompensate for your disability - know that if you do those things, itâs actually not a big deal. Everyone does them. The only things that are a big deal are the things that get in the way of your health, your goals, and your survival. Try not to self-sabotage, but absolutely cut corners, and absolutely allow yourself to be human.
Do fun things when youâre âsupposedâ to be studying. Take a relaxing bath or text a friend or watch a movie or go to a party or whatever, instead of spending hours creating a strict plan for schoolwork and other items on your to-do list or otherwise trying to be âproductive.â And if you missed something/didnât take care of some responsibility you feel you should have, on purpose or not, and it is stressing you out and you feel like youâre not gonna be able to accomplish something you wanted to, that is okay. That is normal. Things happen. You can only do so much, and taking breaks and having fun is good and okay. Your happiness and well-being should be priorities over artificial deadlines and grades. Sometimes there are serious consequences for doing something poorly or not getting something done, but most of the time there arenât. Youâre okay. Ask for help, beg for help, demand help. Talk to people on here for help or advice. Just get through it however you can, and shut out any advice that you know will make you miserable or wonât work for you. You got this.
The most horrifying aspect of parents saying "my kid could do that" about art is that they never ever ever mean "wow my kid is good enough to be in a museum" and they always always always mean "I want to disrespect you so much I'll do it by implying that this thing is just as worthless as the things my child makes with their hands" and right in front of them too. Your kids can hear you u know, and the things they make with their hands are the least worthless and most precious aspects of human life I'll kill u