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.

there are lots of horrific cases of Christian Scientists having kids with like type 1 diabetes and just letting them die instead of letting them take insulin. horrific painful deaths - pain meds aren’t okay either. they even have special hospices with “nurses” trained in Christian Science which basically just tell you the sickness isn’t real

like this video has some stories of kids dying that will make you sick to your stomach

this is entirely legal. they campaigned so fucking hard to make it legal to just let their children die

Jehovahs Witnesses similarly have the “no blood transfusion” thing. so if your kid gets in a car accident and needs a transfusion, sorry, they’re just going to fucking die. like occasionally the government will step in and take custody of the kid but it’s rare

Because I’ve been here for so long, I remember. I’ve been on radblr since 2014 at least. The term has always existed, but others, like “radscum” and “SWERF” were interchangeable.

Defining this entire debacle with the word “exclusionary” is THE SAME PICTURE as conservative trads who frame the abortion debate around the word “life.”

Like please look in the mirror and stop projecting on Eastern women and WOC who don’t agree with you. You are that. I’m not an almost linguistics minor for no reason. This is how oppression works at its very fucking core.

Take away the words they use to describe themselves. The fuck you think I’m walking around calling myself black for despite my skin color changing year round?

[Furry hentai artwork shared under an #art tag]

"Please don't scroll by" Palestine scam fundraiser

"I wish i could be a 6 yr old who gets raped" #kink #sexpositive

"Tumblr stop banning trans women challenge "

"Tme blogger said i was a gross paedophile transwomen for my erotic phineas and ferb fanfiction, how terfy can you get"

"Dont i look cuteee [half naked image of a chubby male in clothes too small for him]

Even in situations like this when the 'roles are reversed', they aren't really reversed. She is still wearing her makeup, has her hair done, her nails done, wears jewellery, is wearing clothes that aren't comfortable and that are ornamental, I could go on.

If the roles really were reversed, she would be wearing comfortable and functional clothes, she'd be bare faced and she wouldn't be so focused on making herself 'look presentable'.

The fact that she's still doing all of these things leads me to believe that this is still a male fantasy, a fetish for him. Under that full burka, is he shaven? Is he dehumanisingly ornamented for the female gaze? Does he obsess over his weight or his complexion? Most likely no, because he can take it off and go about living his life while she must still perform for him even in a situation were the 'roles are reversed'.