there’s just no use really
I’ve spent all day hanging out with my cousins Krissy and Jen (from North Carolina and Ohio respectively) so it’s been a lot of fun but I am so flippin exhausted right now.
The good part is I can still tell I’m doing better and feeling stronger because I have been enthusiastic and interested in having company all day, despite a very difficult night and a long morning. Previously, I might have spent all day hiding in a corner or trying to escape to my room, or at the very least acting snappish and rude to company. But no, today’s been good, and I kept finding myself returning to my room only for a half-second of me time before running back downstairs for another glass of wine and a board game or dessert or something equally social.
Actually it’s been really nice to see them so I might take another fifteen minute journey to the living room to watch them play cards and just chill with them for a little bit again.
Because I’ve studied Psychology.
Freud’s theories are unscientific, they’re untestable, they’re prone to circular reasoning, and are just… well, nonsense. He got the idea for his theory of the unconscious because he didn’t believe a patient when she told him her father had molested her, his reasoning was ‘a man would never do that, that must be repressed sexual fantasies.’ The vast majority of his so called clinical assessments are useless, because again - they’re based on nonsense. Thanks to him the general public to have this very misinformed view of psychology and as a result he’s set the science back because people assume that all of it is as wishy-washy and unfounded as the theories of a cocaine addict with a mother fixation.
Agree 100% and I think his theories, such as they are, actually continue to set back physiological progress to this day.
I may have once rolled my eyes when a professor mentioned we were going to study Freud and then giggled because I thought she was joking when she said she was a firm believer in Freudian analysis.
She didn’t really like me….
I took a psychology class at a community college in rural NC taught by a badass feminist army veteran. We got to the chapter on Freud and she literally said: “We’re not going to study this because it’s bullshit.” We spent exactly one class discussing why it was bullshit, then moved on to study the scientific method, Milgram and Harlow, and the development of ethical standards in the field of psychology. That is what Freud is to people who actually understand his contribution to the field: a gateway into discussing the way ideas become scientific theories and the ethics surrounding the development of said theories.
Because it’s not science if you literally say, “I don’t trust this woman because lol hysterical vagina syndrome, here’s the only misogynistic explanation for what’s going on, she is totes envious of the penis, haha, fact.”
I’m so glad I’m not the only person who recognizes this
Every SINGLE class I’ve taken for my psych undergrad AND my mental health counseling masters has focused heavily on freud for at least a portion of the class. EVERY time I’ve said that I don’t think we should be learning about him to this extent, and that it’s a waste of our time because most if not all of his theories are absolute bullshit (I do think the Id/Ego/Superego is interesting but only in theory and not applicable to my practice). EVERY time I’ve had professors - women professors no less - go on about how “wellll he may have said some sexist stuff but he’s IMPORTANT, he’s the FATHER of PSYCHOLOGY!” Psh. Please.
I want to say that I have never supported Autism Speaks and their mindset has always appeared to be utterly disgusting to me, though I am still reading material about it, still studying and forming opinions, so I am not the most educated person to be speaking about this but yeah I’m in a talkative mood lately and I want to get this out on paper.
Some of you might be painfully aware (because I literally never shut up about it) that I work for an organization that teaches and cares for more than 2,000 individuals between the ages of 3 and 21 that have pervasive developmental disorders, the majority being autism. I work in a classroom with six beautiful kindergarten-aged boys, all of them on the autism spectrum, who are mostly non-verbal and exhibit severe disruptive behaviors mainly brought on by the frustrations of not being able to communicate their needs and wants. They are all smart, they are all loving, and they are all unique.
And nobody understands this as well as their families. In our classroom, our kiddos are lucky to have involved and enthusiastic parents, whose contributions to their kids’ educations equal and often exceed the work we do inside the classroom. It’s thanks to them as well as us that their kids’ behaviors decrease, their knowledge expands, and their abilities far, far surpass society’s expectations of them.
As Summit also offers family therapy and group discussions for families of children with developmental disorders, it’s also easy to see how even the most dedicated parents get frustrated, depressed, and desperate. Several of the wonderful parents in our classroom alone have hinted at this by thanking us teachers profusely, showering us with praise and love, and by calling us “real life angels.” I can’t tell you how many times it’s been suggested that we are some parents’ saving graces and without Summit they would have been lost. And I’ve only been there six months.
So drawing a line back to Autism Speaks’ incredibly insensitive “Autism Every Day” video, I can see where they started on the right track and then diverged into a massive train wreck. Here’s the thing: as a parent, it’s okay to get frustrated. It’s okay to feel helpless. It’s okay to feel depressed. These are all human emotions no amount of reasonable thought or understanding can suppress, sometimes. And there’s no reason to invalidate those feelings. In my classroom, Kicks has a twin brother, also diagnosed with autism. He also attends Summit Academy. The Cannon has a younger brother, also diagnosed with autism, also enrolled Summit Pre-K, with plans to move on to Academy. Can you even imagine what it must be like in their households? Can you imagine the stress and the confusion? Can you imagine the medical costs?
Can you imagine that even the most steadfast of mothers might cry herself to sleep sometimes? Can you imagine that the most dedicated fathers feel knots of frustration sometimes?
When I think of that, I think it must not be uncommon to suddenly catch yourself wishing your neurologically-atypical child was never born. I can even think, without much effort or stretch, that sometimes there are visions of accidents or peaceful releases. I could readily believe many, many parents have had these thoughts, and in sharing this information with other families, I could see where Autism Speaks might have made the effort to say “We’ve all been there, you are not alone.”
But that’s not what they did.
The only problem is this: a good mother, a good father, a good human being is horrified by these thoughts and visions. These are not stories to be shared lightly. These are not secrets to be proud of. These are not advertisements of support and positive thinking for the whole autistic community and their family and friends. These are signs of needing IMMEDIATE HELP. And worse, these accounts of parents who actually murdered their own children out of desperation are not beautifully tragic tales of understanding. It is vile and it makes me sick.
It is one thing to occasionally have thoughts like that; they come out of anger and frustration and exhaustion and sadness, and in the end they terrify and guilt a family member for even thinking of them. A sign of duress, a sign that things are not okay, a sign that it’s time to find support from people who can help. Acting on those darker thoughts, though? Really, truly believing it’s the right way to go, like you’re some benevolent being out to save a soul from a tormented life? That’s some serious kind of complex, and just, wow, how absolutely despicable. And shame on anyone - looking at you, Autism Speaks - who takes such disgusting beliefs and filters them through some rose-colored, throw-away sentiment like “oh, what a shame, what a hardship.”
How about oh those poor, beautiful kids whose parents never gave them a chance? (But heaven forbid Autism Speaks actually looks at them like they’re actual people.)
friendly reminder not to support lindt this easter season, or apparently ever again, because they support autism speaks.
can someone please explain why autism speaks is so bad?
because they’re adamant that autism is a disease that can be “cured”. They don’t have a single autistic person on their board. Autism Speaks produces advertisements, small films, ect. about what a burden autistic people are to a society. They only spend about 4% of their money on “family services.” They create a stereotype that makes it hard for actual autistic people, like myself, be heard and recognized as actually autistic. I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder before they realized that I actually showed signs of Asperger’s. They don’t actually help us.
That’s the problem with Autism Speaks.
(tw for violence, ableism, abuse, murder, and death)
It goes deeper than not having any autistic board members. Many of the allistics running the organization promote the horrific notion that you’re better off dead than autistic, and their influence and “activism” only supports the ideology resulting in the continued murder of autistic children and adults by their parents and caregivers.
Former Autism Speaks board member Harry Slatkin, whose wife, Laura, continues to serve on the Board of Directors, stated in an interview with Town and Country while still a board member that sometimes he hoped their autistic son David would drown in the backyard pond rather than “suffer like this all his life.” Evidencing a pattern of similarly violent rhetoric, Autism Speaks is also responsible for the 2006 PSA “Autism Every Day" in which their then Vice President states on camera that she considered putting her autistic daughter in the car and driving off a bridge, and that the only reason she refrained from doing so was because her other, non-autistic daughter would have been waiting for her at home—her autistic daughter was in the room as she made these statements. Furthermore, the producer of this PSA explicitly admitted that the film was intentionally staged to portray negative images of autistic people and their families.
Only four days following the release of “Autism Every Day,” pathologist Karen McCarron smothered her autistic daughter with a garbage bag. McCarron stated that she murdered Katie because her “autism had not been improving,” had thought about killing Katie, that made an earlier brief attempt at suffocation, wanted to cure Katie, thought killing Katie would make her “complete” in heaven, and wanted to live without autism and thus had to kill Katie. Investigators found that McCarron was obsessed with different treatments for Katie. (See People v. FRANK-McCARRON, 934 NE 2d 76 - Ill: Appellate Court, 3rd Dist. 2010.) Though it is not presently possible to draw a direct connection between Autism Speaks’ PSA and Katie’s murder, this crime and dozens like it only underscore how the kind of rhetoric that Autism Speaks favors only serves to recklessly endanger the lives of autistic people.
Autism Speaks also publicly supports the Judge Rotenberg Center, a group home for autistic and neurodivergent students that uses “treatments” like food and sleep deprivation and electric shock to try and train the residents into acting neurotypical. The center has changed states three times in an attempt to bypass regulation against abusive treatment, and their practices have resulted in the deaths of more than one student.
It’s not just an issue of Autism Speaks making it harder for us to get proper diagnoses and treatment. Autism Speaks is actively killing us.
I was eyeing up their strawberries and cream lindor the other day but this is more important than delicious chocolate.
you all need to know this. You really do. Please do not support Lindt or anything that supports autism speaks. Please.
Well shit. I used to really like Lindor…
At least now though I can get better chocolate from Aldi.
Absolutely re-blogging this, because more people need to know that what Autism Speaks has done (and still is doing) is not cool. I’ve known this for years, having autism myself, but it still needs to be said, and repeated, until everyone gets it.
Any organization who consistently refers to autistics as “taken”, “stolen” or otherwise “not whole”, or calls their movie “Sounding the Alarm”, which is basically connecting autism to a reference to the goddamn Rapture in the Book of Revelation (where, once again, a parent expresses their want to kill their adult child with autism), should not be supported. They are dangerous, they support a dangerous ideal towards people with autism, and their words can easily be taken as a justification to harm those with disabilities.
And the worst part is, because they are the biggest autism organization, a lot of companies fall for their “altruistic” bullshit. They are not altruistic. The bulk of their money does not go to helping actual autistic people or for other practical purposes - it goes to “research” for a “cure” and a “cause”. And they prey on the emotions of family members of people with autism, and the pursestrings of those companies those families buy from, to accomplish this.
Spread the word and reblog. Boycott these companies and tell them with your money how you feel about their sponsorship of Autism Speaks.
characters that go from villain to weird family member give me strength
honestly wasn’t expecting that post to be repesctful
They still took a picture of this person without their permission, posted it on the internet, and called them a fatty. Yeah, i dont exactly find that respectful.
They also assume that bc the person is fat, they must hate themselves and want to be thin. They assume that the person is fat because they ate or drank too much or were lazy for some period before they began exercising. They aren’t showing respect to a fat person, they’re showing respect to a potential thin person.
reblogging for the last two comments. the post from the asshole with thin privilege is extremely disrespectful.
Who the fuck could think this is respectful
Hey don’t you know, as long as you’re not outright spitting on a fat person you’re TOTALLY being “respectful”.
"My gaze has no condescension in it"
(I’m not condescending but awwww you get a gold star, fatty!!!! *golf clap*)
This is how I solve problems
I’m not that mean.
#no one realizes the significance of this #the point of this movie is not that you will find another love #it’s that douches like tom will keep falling into the cycle of chasing a manic pixie dream girl #and probably think that she’s the one #but guess what? just because you listen to the same music or because she has a cute name #doesn’t mean that you’re meant for each other #500 days of summer the most misunderstood hipster hit the world has ever seen
And let’s talk about the fact that Joseph Gordon Levitt himself said the point of the movie is not so you’d feel bad for him and fall in love with him, it’s so you’d realize how selfish some people are.
Actual quote from him from an interview:
The (500) Days of Summer attitude of ‘He wants you so bad’ seems attractive to some women and men, especially younger ones but I would encourage anyone who has a crush on my character to watch it again and examine how selfish he is.”
"He develops a mildly delusional obsession over a girl onto whom he projects all these fantasies. He thinks she’ll give his life meaning because he doesn’t care about much else going on in his life. A lot of boys and girls think their lives will have meaning if they find a partner who wants nothing else in life but them. That’s not healthy. That’s falling in love with the idea of a person, not the actual person.”
If you, a cis person, play a trans person and get an OSCAR for it the very LEAST you could do is mention trans people in your acceptance speech. Dunno why you haters are acting like trans people and their allies expected him to build a golden monument of every trans person to ever live or something. It would have taken 5 seconds and, once again, is really the least he could do.
We trans people OBVIOUSLY want to the center of every conversation, we want to make it all about us.
Wait. You mean, the award he WON was for PLAYING a TRANS PERSON, so it was ABOUT US ALREADY and he IGNORED THAT IN HIS SPPECH
It always kills me how these people so often go from zero to one hundred immediately, like you say “you know, that was really vague and the very least he could have done was show some respect to the one specific group that needed and deserved it” and you get “omg well why don’t you just give him a mile-long list of names, first AND last!!!!!!! Then we can all sit here in awe while he reads them off!!!!! ALL OR NOTHING!!!!!”
It’s no different from the old “Queers? Get married? Well why don’t we just let them marry dogs! Let them marry video game characters! Let them marry cell phones and ceiling fans!!! WHAT’S NEXT!!!??”
It’s such a special brand of outrage, and an increasingly hilarious one, because in every instance it’s the one retaliating who creates all the scenarios that are causing his/her outrage. They are the ones taking their one step too far, they are the ones producing the straw that breaks the camel’s back. And then they blame it on the person or people who made the original statement, after it’s SO FAR REMOVED from what it was in the first place that it might as well be on another continent and written in another language.
We aren’t asking that Leto burst into tears and frantically thank the entire color spectrum while dragging himself along the floor on his knees. In my opinion not a lot of people are asking him to do anything (because now if he did it would pretty much be too little, too late). I think we are rightly mourning a missed opportunity to extend some mainstream recognition and, more importantly, respect, to a whole group of people that were the whole raison d’etre for the Oscar on his shelf.
In the end it’s just one more disappointment in a whole trail mix of disappointments. Let’s be honest, this person was on anon so we don’t know if they are trans or cis or if they identify as something or someone else, and I myself am cis so I have no position to start exclaiming “let me educate you on how they feel!” and I can’t assume this person has never experienced the disappointment that comes along with a missed opportunity like this one. But I will ask that before they - and other people like them - take a second to think about why their opinion makes them vehemently defend yet another actor who is, for all intents and purposes, just a personality on paper to them (unless idk you know Jared Leto as a close personal friend, what do I know), and why it makes them so angry when a group of systematically oppressed and vilified people want a little goddamn recognition.
I’m not saying life isn’t worth living or that everything sucks forever boo hoo hoo.
I’m saying I used to believe that determination could get you anything you wanted, if you really wanted it bad enough. I used to think “if I just push myself a little harder, I can shape my whole destiny.”
I’m saying I spent two years beating myself against a brick wall to get to something I WANTED on the other side, and in the end I’ve got bruises and an intact brick wall two thousand miles wide.
I tore myself to pieces so many times and rebuilt myself, thinking, “This time for sure, this time I’ll get something, anything. Even a shred of what I want. This time for SURE it’ll all become worth it, like it’s supposed to.”
Well that just didn’t happen.
(And the sad part is I’m still sitting here like “Maybe something I’ll say will make a difference. Maybe something I say will start to turn things around. Maybe I’ll get the consolation prize at least. Maybe I’ll get a glimpse.”
Maybe Maybe Maybe my God I’m still sitting here counting maybes on flower petals like a fucking sap.)
Ugh I’m not saying I’ve run out of options, I’m not saying I’ll never get anything I want again, I’m not saying I’ll never find a way to make myself happy just because it’s not the way I wanted.
I’m saying that for the first time I’ve been truly struck with the cold hard fact that life is not an adventurous, feel-good romp (critics say: two thumbs up!). I’m saying that finally I’m understanding that you can shatter yourself into a million pieces and you won’t become some new tributary of the Milky Way, you’ll only become broken glass glittering on the pavement outside the 7-11. I’m saying you can die trying, and have nothing at all to show for it.
I dunno like next time a challenge comes along, how willing am I going to be to put the effort in? I don’t even actually know the answer to that and for the first time ever I’m scared to find out. I’ve lived in this cute little pink seashell of a life and I know I’m too old now to only just be discovering that this ain’t no Disney Princess tale. But here it is, here I am, almost 24 years old and just now facing the facts.
Someday I’m going to find something else to want and obtain and yeah I’m going to be thrilled when I get it, but that doesn’t negate the fact that I wanted something and I broke my bones to get to it, and it didn’t mean one single goddamned thing.