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Disability Pride Month 07-11-20: doctor, decked
[ID: 2 ink drawings in sequential comic format. /Image 1: Panel depicts a bipedal raccoon sitting on an exam table. A doctor cat sits across from her and says: “The scans all came back normal, so I think your pain must all just be anxiety.” /Image 2: The raccoon covers her eyes as she punches the doctor with a “POW!” The doctor says: “ow!” The raccoon says: “Oh does that hurt? I can’t see it so it must all be in your head!” /END ID]
stealing this from twitter
*bottles up emotions* this coping shits easy
I don’t know what woman needs to hear this but men are not intimidated by your makeup skills or femininity in general
oh i see. you just don’t like me because i’m extremely unlikable
i call my parents and say ‘yeah i can’t do family stuff tonight, i got too much stuff to do for school’ and i e-mail my professor and say ‘i can’t do my assignments tonight, work got crazy’ and i text my boss and say ‘sorry i can’t work late tonight, i gotta some family stuff’ and through this triangulation of deceitful excuses i at last will be free
I hate to break it to the girls who think being skinny with their eating disorder is going have pro's.
You will not do things without running out of breath. In fact, you'll be even more out of breath doing simple activities because you are so weak. I had times where I couldn't make it through the grocery store without heavy breathing and faintness.
You won't be the skinny friend. You'll be the old friend who isolated themselves after lashing out on everyone you love. I mean seriously, the anger and irritability that comes with having an ed is unmatched.
You definitely won't be happier once you reach your ugw. You'll be the unhappiest you've ever been, wondering why you look so fat when you're 30 pounds underweight. It never stops. There is no ugw.
You won't look better in clothes. You'll think you're still too fat to be wearing those crop tops and dainty tanks. If anything, you'll be fighting heat stroke in your 4 baggy layers on a summer day.
And that brings me to my next point. You will be so cold. Absolutely freezing even in 100f weather. The cold never stops. And your hairy, like thick, dark, never ending hair. If you think you're hairy now, even more will grow.
And your breath. Dear god, I can still remember how rotted my breath was. No amount of toothpaste, mints, or mouthwash would get rid of it. And not to mention, the cavities you'll continue to get even well after you're recovered — if you're lucky enough to recover.
There is so much permanent damage that an ed will leave you with. Your kidneys will be damaged, your teeth, gums, eyes, hair, skin, heart, lungs, intestines, liver, pancreas, literally every organ in your body is permanently damage in one way or another.
The list can go on, there are so many side effects that you won't know until it's too late. There are so many romanticized aspects of an ed that will never be true.
Point is, you won't be happy. You won't be skinny. You won't be healthy. You'll be an angry shell of the person you used to be, rotting from the inside out. You'll be selfish, only caring about what you can eat, when you can eat, and how you can burn it off.