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feministingforchange:

It’s time to make the INvisible VISIBLE by proudly and publicly talking about our experiences as invisibly disabled people.

Despite popular belief and community infrastructures,  #InvisiblyDisabledPplExist. This ignorance and reduced community recognition and assistance can cause us lots of unnecessary difficulty, pain, and even death. 

This means it’s time to start a movement to end the ignorance about what it “means” to be disabled.

Please use the hashtag #InvisiblyDisabledPplExist to not only make signs over disabled seating and other areas, as mentioned in tweet 4 above. 

We must also talk about our many many stories of being invisibly disabled in a world where the public doesn’t recognize our existence (like mine).

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I keep meaning to bring this back but I’m always too poor and am a terrible anti-social hermit.  I’ve gotta get bigger post-its and better markers, which are surprisingly expensive. I also wanna contact my local news agencies about it as a movement I’d like to start (with their help), but I don’t wanna give away my real identity. 

Does anyone have any suggestions on how I can make a bigger splash with this movement given these limitations???

That said, I’d also very much love it if others would help me by making a handful of these post-its and spreading them around too (especially on public transit).

p.s., here’s a list of just SOME invisible disabilities!!!

ETA: Also, if you DO spread these post-its around, pls also take pictures of it and share those photos and perhaps also this link on any and all of your social media (e.g., facebook, instagram, twitter, tumblr, etc! using the hashtag!! PLS!!!)


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by Alise D. Chaffins (SOURCE)

I keep waiting, but it hasn’t happened yet.

A few weeks ago, there were lots of men looking out for the safety of American women everywhere by wanting to ban transgender women from using the ladies’ rooms at Target and other public places. We were told how women were precious, how they needed protected from “men in dresses.” When the current administration sent out messages to schools giving guidelines on how to treat transgender students, 11 states sued to make sure that our girls are safe in their locker rooms from transgender girls.

Oh, I heard them say that it wasn’t REALLY the trans people they were worried about. Sure, there would be plenty of opportunities to call them freaks and perverts. Lots of chances to remind us that there are just a few of them, so why should we bow to their desires. Lots of dismissive language that told trans men and women that their comfort and mental health don’t matter in the grand scheme of things.

But no, it wasn’t primarily the trans people (especially trans women) that we needed to be protected from. It was the the pedophiles and the voyeurs who would take advantage of the laws. It was the men who would dress up like a woman so they could prey on women in bathrooms. Those were the real threat. Those were the men that needed to be dealt with. Violent men who would do actual harm against women — those were the men that we needed to be on the lookout for, those were who the men were concerned about. Keep women safe from men who were violent.

So when Stanford rapist Brock Turner got a mere six-month sentence, I started waiting.

Waiting for all of these men to start posting their outrage at the system that so dramatically failed a young woman.

Waiting for petitions to receive millions of signatures demanding stricter sentencing for rapists. Waiting for viral videos of pastors standing outside of the courthouse, speaking in animated tones about what grave injustice was taking place behind those walls.

Waiting for men to share the powerful words of the victim as a reminder that rape has lifetime consequences for those who experience it.

Waiting for men to remind other men that the responsibility not to rape lies with them, not with the women who are raped.

Waiting for these men to prove that their concern for their wives and daughters wasn’t really just a mask for the transphobia that they carried and didn’t want to be called on.

Instead, I’ve read a letter from a father saying that his son is being punished too harshly for only ““20 minutes of action,” where instead of a perpetrator of a violent crime, he is the victim of alcohol consumption and partying. I’ve read many times about how many drinks the victim had before she was raped. I’ve read about how we need to crack down on drinking on college campuses.

I’ve seen lots and lots of nothing at all from people who just weeks ago were ready to storm the bathroom stalls to make sure their wives and daughters were safe.

Where are you? Where is your outrage when a young woman is penetrated by fingers and leaves and pine needles behind a dumpster while she is unconscious? Where is your disgust for a system that slaps a rapist on the wrist and says, “Well, he probably won’t do THAT again.” Where is your anger at a culture that has more concern for the impact of jailing a rapist than the impact of a rape?

Weeks ago, we were told that women needed to be protected.

But apparently not from rapists.

A version of this post originally appeared on Knitting Soul.

Hey guys, it’s been a while.

If anyone is still listening, now is the time. Teachers need to step up and start fighting back. I’m done with active shooter drills and hearing about mass murder of children. Time to stand up for ourselves. Who’s with me?

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