every time i hear “very super extremely rare disorder that effects only 1% of the population” i die a little inside petition for psychiatrists to take an intro to statistics class
This!!!
I remember sitting in a lecture hall of like 280-320 people going … So 3 people in this room? Oh this one is 1-2% of the population so like 6 people in this room? Why is this prof talking as if no one in this room could possibly have this disorder???
The first pride my mother attended, she marched with me alongside the PFLAG float, holding a sign that read “I’m Proud of My Gay Child”.
I noticed she kept falling behind and running to catch up, nearly a whole float behind us. So finally, I stopped to see what was going on.
People kept pointing at her sign and cheering and then she’d proudly point at me, saying “they’re here!”
That was usually the point where at least one person burst into tears. And this is where my mom started lagging - because she’d stop, reach over the barrier, and hug them. Teenagers, twenty-somethings, thirty-somethings… they’d break down crying at the sight of a cishet woman proudly marching with her child in Texas, of all places. That she’d claim me and be proud of me. Because they couldn’t imagine their own family doing the same.
So she stopped and hugged them and told them she was proud of them, even though she had to race to catch up in the heat, even though they were strangers. And i like to think she made those young people’s lives a bit better.
I love when people accuse wei wuxian of things he didn’t do and he’s just like “with all due respect if I did that I would have done a better job” madly in love w him btw
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