turns out being repeatedly neglected as a child and only having wild animals (birds) and the extremely dead (prehistoric life) for comfort for the first 12 years of my life broke my brain or something idk
I think people habitually ignore my documented insanity bc they've convinced themselves that insane people can't be
a) articulate
b) in public life
c) knowledgeable
d) able to work with/past their delusions
e) in the workforce
so my being a fairly articulate, outside-going, well read actual paleontologist who knows that The Thing I Heard Was In My Head Actually freaks them the fuck out and breaks their brains
it's blatant sanism actually
wasn't going to reblog this here but given how much people like to say I'm ableist for *checks notes* talking about my experiences with insanity, I figured it was worth posting here
(I'm OP, it's my Jewish/social justice blog)
#fun fact my family is currently tryin to adapt to a really fucking late psychoses diagnosis#and all i can say us that uhhh#I really fucking wish that kind of thing was talked about more because#lots of people have these problems#and uhh the way we as a society treat people with these problems is not exactly helping ykwim
yeah society's sanism is... real bad. like bad enough that it warrants its own term outside of ableism or neurotypical-normativity
insanity poisons everything you say and do to everyone regardless of how well you manage it (ie: I avoided admitting I was insane publicly for a long time out of fear it would make everything I say be disbelieved)
and it is so "otherized" that people think they cannot possibly be delusional, psychotic, or otherwise insane
when actually making shit up or believing lies is a common brain tactic for dealing with an undealable-reality
and so while kids need to stop saying "i'm so delulu" on one side fucking adults need to stop saying "it's not delusional to believe x" on the other thanks