having to talk like
"after I showered with vegan shampoo and vegan soap, I ate my vegan cereal with vegan milk, put on my vegan makeup, grabbed my vegan shoes and got into my boyfriend’s car (with vegan seat covers) and went shopping for vegan things, and then that night we went out to eat and I had a delicious vegan burger”
just so people won’t go “_____ isn’t vegan! CAUGHT you!” every three seconds
Bipolar disorder is not fun, edgy, or cute.
PTSD is not fun, edgy, or cute.
Depression is not fun, edgy, or cute.
Autism is not fun, edgy, or cute.
If you dare “self-diagnose” yourself with any of those diseases or pretend you have them, then you deserve nothing. It’s not cool, it’s disgusting. These are real illnesses that can destroy your life and alienate you from everyone you know.
If you ever romanticize mental illness, you are the scum the earth.
Autism isn’t a mental illness or a disease and I think I am super fun and cute
Self-diagnosis isn’t “Oh, autism sounds cool. I’ll pretend to have that.”
It’s more “Wow, I never heard about autism before, but it looks like I have some of these symptoms, I want to read more about it.” *several days later* “Shit, I think I have autism…”
Furthermore, not everyone has the means to go to someone to get an “official” diagnosis.
what happens if an undercover cop posing as a drug dealer deals to an undercover cop posing as a drug buyer
I read about where something similar to this happened except they were investigating prostitution and they arrested each other and like a year later ended up getting married.
it sounds like the plot of a fanfic