What (and it’s hard to say this strongly enough) the F.
It’s important to note that because she shared recordings of this interaction on TikTok, she was blacklisted from hospitals in her area and cannot now get proper treatment for the cluster headaches that are disabling her. They also threatened legal action against her, even though New York is a one-party state, meaning she may audio record any conversation in which she is a participant, anywhere not prohibited by law (such as courtrooms).
I think we should be not be punished for recording and sharing whatever medical interactions we want, provided they are of our own treatment, without fear of reprisal, and if hospitals and doctors want to not be publicly shamed or sued for discrimination they should just, I don’t know, not be flaming fuckheads. And every single facility that has blacklisted her should be forced to pay the same penalty, as they are being equally discriminatory.
The entire medical system is a trash fire designed to kill people at their own expense.
I remember an attempt some years back to convince the US medical system to treat all AFAB people of child-bearing age as “pre-pregnant” (read: potentially pregnant), and to treat them accordingly. Yes, even if they didn’t want children. Yes, even if they were using birth control. Yes, even if their birth control was surgical in nature. Yes, even when the medical treatment they would otherwise have gotten was literally life-saving, and/or they had been using it for years prior.
Not too happy to see that it might be coming back.
I’m trans. I will never have kids. Never want them, will not be ever doing that.
Because my “anatomy is intact,” I was denied a medication for a chronic skin condition I’ve had as long as I can remember. (It isn’t life threatening, but it does impact my quality of life sometimes.)
Why does my life and my comfort revolve around a thing that doesn’t, and will never exist? I fucking hate it here.
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When the lights went down, guests thought the show was over, but instead, three models in strapless dresses floated down the runway, appearing to glow from within. Their clear skirts were serving as terrariums, specked with real flowers and filled with live butterflies dancing about.
Backstage, the designer mentioned morality and shared that he was grieving for people he was close to. His translator said, “He feels like he’s stuck in the world, but he wants to release himself.” Throughout the collection, Takahashi expressed this idea literally, with the sheer materials of his garments revealing items like playing cards or razors. He took banal instances of humanity, often just hidden away in pockets, and put them on display behind shrouding, transforming them into something phantasmagorical.
But nothing felt more otherworldly than his terrarium dresses, which freed everyone in the audience from themselves for a brief moment of fashion fantasy. The butterflies, too, he assured us, would be released after the show.
I am finally continuing with SVSSS, currently at the 2nd book. I finally met Luo Binghe properly and I gotta say… I fell in love with this walking horror movie and crybaby. This book series is so funny, scary and amazing. Good luck on your love, Luo Binghe!
