Nothing ever happens

No matter how injured. If a parent doesn't deem it necessary to see a doctor, it doesn't happen. Teachers can suggest a doctor visit, but unless it's a very acute injury (and even then), it's ultimately up to the parents.

You can be 13. Twisted, maybe broken ankle. You teacher lets you sit out in PE. She's concerned, and tells you to rest when you go home, and see a doctor. You get home, ur parents fill a bath and add some Epsom salts, and then laugh at you for using it moms old colorguard stick as a cane. Take some ibuprofen they say. It's just a little sprain, ur a kid.

You go to school the next day, go to ur office assistant time. Office calls ur mom to come get you, because you're clearly in too much pain for school. Your mom laughs when she gets you, says you just were so determined not to miss school. Scolds you for making the office ladies worry.

You never see a doctor for the injury.

Your parents come into the exam room at every visit. This does not stop with age, except for gynecologist. But your parents are on the medical release forms. They fill them out for you, with you. You do not get to take them off.

You never get to tell s doctor about the ankle. Even though it never quote healed right, and it hurts every day.

Then your 18. In college. Still on your parents insurance, and have no car. The on campus clinic only does std testing. You fall down some stairs. Same injury. You call your parents, crying from the pain. You are using a mop as a cane. They console you and say to have a bath, take some meds, and let them know how it feels in a few days. You end up borrowing your roommates rolling chair to get around for the weekend.

By Monday, you can walk again. You walk miles to class every day. You ask to see a doctor, but your parents won't drive the hour to come take you, and you don't have the insurance card. You are still at their mercy for medical care. The ankle tries to heal again. This time worse than before. The tendons click with every step.

Now you're in your twenties. Finally have your own healthcare. You see a doctor. You get to mention the ankle! They say it's been too long to really even know what was damaged. That you have arthritis now. It healed wrong but it can no longer be fixed.

One day in my junior year of college, like 8 years later, I woke up in excruciating pain in both of my legs, like a 7/10 resting and 10/10 of I moved them. I was bedbound for a couple days until it subsided enough that I could finally get to the campus clinic. They looked at me like I was trying to get opiates and unenthusiastically gave me a referral to an orthopedic in the next county over with a waitlist of almost a month.

I bought a cane and hobbled around campus for a few weeks because I couldn't miss any more classes or work.

When I finally saw the orthopedic, he took a look at my X-ray and the first words out of his mouth were "do you have a history of knee trauma, by any chance?"

There was nothing he could do - no surgery, no physical therapy. The pain went away eventually. I got off the cane after two years of relying on it. I still keep it around because I still need it sometimes, 8 years after seeing the orthopedic and 16 fucking years after the initial injury that my parents, despite watching the snowmobile crash, decided I was faking.

This kind of shit happened over and over again with my parents, but this was by far the worst. (They also didn't believe me when I told them that milk made me sick even though they'd be pounding on the bathroom door and yelling at me for taking so long on the toilet every single time they forced me to eat milk or cheese. That was fun.)

also "no real lesbians in tadc" gives off such a weird vibe to say.....hmm.... do they mean this bc it isnt just 2 cis women

There's just so much confusing stuff here to me. Like, why tell people to go watch Utena instead? Utena is like, good sure, but it's not the same type of narrative at all. They're not similar really?

"No lesbians" Gangle and Zooble literally fuck in the closing scenes of the finale? Goose said Pomni and Ribbit would fuck in a happier timeline? A core point made is that the circus is designed in a way that they can't have sex, something that tortures Zooble. And why would being a lesbian matter in this instance, that's not what the narrative is about.

Yes, everything about me is fucked up, but what if that was secretly awesome?