the next person who tries to tell me “you just need to do X to cure your chronic illness!” is going to get beaten to death with a binder of my entire compiled medical history
So I’ve been struggling recently with whether or not things I’ve done actually happened. Like my dreams are so plain and “normal” they seem like everyday occurrences so I can’t recall if they actually happened or if I dreamed them.
TIP for any fellow disabled folks who have cats ❣️ if you got chronic fatigue or back pain or POTS where you cant bend down easily or even if you're able bodied and just feeling sick get one of these shits ↓↓↓
It's got one huge sifter so after your cat(s) use it you just grab it, shake it side to side a little, dump the poop into a bag, put the now clean litter in a fresh box (this one gives you two litter boxes for this reason) and pour the clean litter in the box on top of the pan. You can put the second box under it to keep it out of the way for when you switch over again.
This Arm and Hammer one was only 15 bucks on amazon and it's so much easier to clean. It is heavy to lift up the full pan and dump the cleaned litter into the second box so keep that in mind, but it's so much faster and less arduous than shoveling the caked up cat shit for 10 minutes and having your back screaming in pain, numb feet, and a head rush from bending over 😭 i didn't know these existed until now so that's why I'm talking about it anyway if you see this you should pet your cat for me maybe give em a kiss on their stupid little forehead 🤎🐈🐈⬛
My pride playlist.
Does just all of cavetown count?
Phineas: I don't know who needs to hear this right now, but you can eat lasagna in the shower if you want to. It's not illegal. They can't arrest you. Go and be free.
THIS!!! I personal have nightmares about my teeth falling out if I forget to brush them once, so I just kinda have to, but I know some people just... can’t. But I really hope y’all try! Your health, mental and physical are important.
“if you can’t brush your teeth that’s fine uwu one step at a time” posts are supportive and that’s great but I’m about to have a 4.4k$ dental bill because I wasn’t taking care of my teeth when I was super depressed so uhh brush your fuckin teeth
Show us your pride outfits!
I don’t feel comfortable sharing pictures of me on tumblr ✌️
• being disabled should not be expensive •
• being mentally i’ll should not be expensive •
Read up on intersectionality in the pride community!
Okay so I know a lot about this kinda stuff because my friends use a lot of labels that people often over generalize as being “basically the same thing” when that’s not true.
Sure they have similarities, but similarities don’t mean they’re identical.
The biggest example is probably bi, Pan, poly, omni.
As I personally know at least one person each who identifies with one of these labels, I’m do my best to break it down from how it’s been explained to me.
Being attracted to two or more genders
Being attracted to multiple genders
Being attracted to all gender/lack of but maybe having preferences, maybe not, but acknowledges different genders
Being attracted to people regardless of gender
I am not an expert and some people may use these terms in different ways, I am merely restating what I have heard.
These labels are often widely down to,
“Oh, you’re basically bi”
Which is some stupid shit
They are similar
Not the same.
So this is the beginning of a story I wrote. I wanted it to be more visible so I’m posting it here. Art will eventually be posted with it. It has been edited.
So I present to you,
The flickering lights of their crappy agency was annoying the demon who was gazing at her reflection in the dirty mirror as she applied her lipstick.
"Surri, hurry up. Boss said he wants this job done before midnight," her brother called into the room while passing by.
"Yeah, yeah, Anitri. I'll be right there." She called back.
She brushed her fingers along her foxish ears, making sure there hairs were all facing the same direction, and arose from her seat. She walked out of the room, hips swaying with her tail, the way any sucubus in this industry would.
"Ready?" She asks her brother.
"Always," he answered, his fangs showing with his sly smile.
***
"Lemme get this straight," Jem said, in full drag attire. "You want me, to let you, someone who has no experience, go up on my stage and sing your pretty little heart out because your 'daddy' will pay me to?"
The girl nodded, insistently.
Jem sighed, placing a manicured hand to their face.
"Listen darling, that's not how it works here. We have people who have been doing this for years performing, and if they're new we've screened them, they've auditioned, and we've scheduled their performance. We don't just let anyone who wants to perform on a whim on my stage. If you want to perform on my stage, we can discuss this later but right now I've got a show to start." They finish and turn to take to the stage.
Dress billowing, Coco Rose stands center stage and starts the night.
"Welcome all you morally ambiguous people!"
***
"We're here," Anitri said, glancing at his phone. "Target is Dr. Nano Gunther. Has been proven to overdose patients with mal intention, forcing patients to add him into their will then killing them off, purposefully botching surgeries, this guys a sicko. And he's all yours."
Surri glares at him, his smirk still on his face when she faces the door.
"Piece of cake," she says as she strides into the club in her short black dress.
She walks right up to the bar and takes a seat, glancing the stage where a bubbly drag queen was preforming a rather childish song. When she returned her attention to the bar another queen was to be seen, mixing drinks. She had on a rosy dress that poofed out from the waist down.
"What can I get you, darling?" they asked.
"A glass of wine would be marvelous," Surri said sweetly.
"Coming right up, sugar" the queen said.
While the queen was working on getting the wine and glass, Surri's eyes scanned the club for her target.
"Who you lookin for?" The queen asked, pushing the wine towards Surri.
"Oh no one, I just like to people watch."
"Well, people round here are pretty interesting, I'm Coco Rose."
"Surri, Surri Turazora."
"Nice to meet you, Surri."
"Likewise."
Coco leaned over the bar and whispered, "You shouldn't leave your phone on, he's in the third booth from the bathrooms."
Surri's eyes widened and she quickly turned off her phone, then her eyes watched Coco Rose to see what their reaction was but they were cleaning glasses a few feet over.
Surri got out of her seat and walked away, shaking her head at the interaction.
She found the booth and walked by with her head held high, her hip out and her tail a-swaying. She can feel the Doctor's eyes on her as she heads to small table by the stage. She spots her brother in the corner of her eye, talking to Coco Rose, the drag queen from earlier.
After a few minutes, the doctor slides into the chair across from Surri.
"Hey, babygirl," he said, trying to seem attractive.
He was thin and tall, with short black hair and dull blue eyes. The only interesting thing about him was the scar that was on his jaw.
"Hiya handsome, come here often," Surri asked, in her sweetest voice.
"From time to time, you here alone?"
Red flag.
"Oh yeah, I was scouting the place out for my friends bachelorette party."
"Good," he said, sliding closer to her.
She cringed internally, he's just like most of her marks. A totally creep, who wouldn't know how to except a no if it kicked him in the nuts.
He chats her up a bit while the drag queen finishes her song and asks her if she wants to come with him somewhere a bit more private.
Spotting her opening she agrees and goes along with him, trying not to gag as his arm wraps around her waist.
They head to one of the private rooms that he apparently rented out.
'This is it,' Surri thought to herself as the Doctor sat in a chair, legs apart, patting his lap.
She walked up to him, placed her hand on his shoulder and sat in his lap.
He leaned close to her.
His sudden intake of breath was heard clearly through the room. He pushed her off of him and clutched his side.
She flicked her dagger to get some of the blood off it before turning her gaze back towards him.
"But I thought you were into pain, Sir," she said, knowing full and well that he wanted to correct her but as her poisoned laced dagger had made its mark, he knew it was a fruitless effort.
"Why," he breathed out as he crumbled to the floor.
"Because you are a disgusting creature that no one deserves to encounter."
And with that she stabbed him through his head.
...
Jem is watching the entrance to one of their private rooms that they saw that Surri chick head through with that creep. They let out a very soft sigh when they saw her leave the room, unharmed, but alone.
Jem watched Surri approach that tall, lanky fellow they meet earlier. Anitri. They look similar, twins perhaps?
They left after a few words.
Jem slide out from behind the bar, signaling for Delphine Lulu to take over.
They walked over to the room and opened the door slowly, hand ready to grab their pepper spray from their skirt if necessary, only to be shocked at the sight.
The creep lay crumpled on the floor, head twisted, two stab wounds; both of which were green and foaming.
Dead.
"Now I have to replace the carpet again," Jem muttered.
...
"Anitri, are you sure about this?" Surri asked him as they entered the lobby of the apartment building. They were going to meet with a person who was looking for some new roommates.
They stood in the elevator, Anitri swaying along to the music while he fiddled with the sleeves of his crimson sweater. Surri just picked at her nails, she had got blood on them the other night and it wouldn't come out, so she just made a design out of it.
The door opened and the walked a ways down the hall and knocked on the door.
The person to open the door had short black hair that faded to a vibrant green. They were taller than Surri but shorter than Anitri and had dark brown skin with a blotchy pinkish birthmark on their left shoulder. They looked unimpressed.
They stared the twins down for a second before they spoke.
"Oh, your the ones who murdered that guy at my bar."
I love all things frog, mushroom, rainbow high… I have Ehlers danlos syndrome and use both a rollator and a cane. Enby that is bad at making friends but likes to have them. I adore many cartoons but haven’t seen even more.
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