Evelyn

Those with long-term/worsened disabilities because of their parents telling them to just work through it/get over it/"it's not that bad"

Those with disabilities stemming from childhood abuse

Those who know that they're disabled or suspect such, but can't get it diagnosed or checked out because of their parents/guardians disapproving

Those who know/suspect that they're disabled, but won't be diagnosed or checked out because they're "too young"

Those who struggle in or had to drop out of the harsh and mostly unaccommodating school system because of their disability or disabilities

Those who were lied to or not told they were disabled growing up so they could be raised "normal"

Those who have their privacy and autonomy violated as a combination of being disabled and being a child, as both of those groups are seen as not deserving their autonomy

Those who are disabled or had their disability (or disabilities) worsened because of the school system pushing them too far

Those who feel that they can never be one of the "normal" kids and that they'll always be isolated because of their disability or disabilities

Disabled folks who don't know or didn't know much about their disability as a kid because doctors would only explain to the parents/caretakers and no one bothered to talk to you

All disabled children having to deal with the intersectuality of being oppressed by both ableism and adultism.

informative post i made for instagram regarding the catastrophic earthquakes here in my country but i thought i'd share it here too

🆘🆘🆘PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU CAN'T DONATE!!! we are DESPERATELY trying to get more people to talk about this!!

on the 24th of june, a national holiday commemorating the battle of carabobo during the war of independence as well as st. john's day, at around 6pm, venezuela was hit with back-to-back 7.2 and 7.5 magnitude earthquakes.

i thought the bombing of caracas in january 3rd earlier this year was the scariest thing i'd experienced. i take that back. this was the scariest thing i've experienced in my life. and the thing is i wasn't even hurt, my building took little to no damage and my family is fine and accounted for (thank god for that!) but i feel so sick because the damage has been devastating in other parts of the country and i can't stop thinking about the thousands of people who lost their homes, their loved ones and their lives throughout this whole thing, and how the death toll will continue to rise as hospitals are understaffed and rescue teams are underequipped. i'm enraged because we are so underprepared for a disaster like this, because this government doesn't give a fuck about its people and the money that could've gone for disaster prevention and relief was all pocketed by the regime. blood on their hands, if there was even room for any more than they already had.

it's 9am as i type this and i haven't slept at all since yesterday. i felt aftershocks through the night and even right now. some of them might have been my own paranoia and stress from the situation but others were definitely very real.

i'm still trying to process it. this is the biggest natural disaster to hit venezuela in our lifetime.

if you have relatives or you know somebody from venezuela and you can't get ahold of them after the earthquakes, try to see if you can find them in the following sites: (y si eres de venezuela, por favor contribuye con reportes de lo que sepas)

https://desaparecidosterremotovenezuela.com/

https://terremotovenezuela.app

https://sosvenezuela2026.com/

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