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#panic disorder with agoraphobia
textk4kira · 1 month
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pcos as an intersex condition
I believe the reason why many people are resistant to the idea of PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome) as an intersex condition is because they would have to accept that many people who are AFAB (especially cis women) are in fact, intersex.
I was assigned female at birth and diagnosed with PCOS at the age of 19. It took me some time to come to understand my intersex condition, which includes elevated testosterone levels and irregular periods. I was prescribed birth control to manage my symptoms and received an ultrasound to check for cysts on my ovaries (it was during this ultrasound appointment that I first experienced an instance of medical malpractice.)
I'm also a nonbinary person who struggles with mental health issues.
Overall, I'm proud of being intersex And trans. I stand in solidarity with my trans and intersex friends and family đź’—
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diaryofaphilosopher · 6 months
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Just as different people generate multiple, conflicting interpretations of a single moment in time, one narrator may convey multiple, conflicting theories about a single event.
— Lisa Capps and Elinor Ochs, Constructing Panic: The Discourse of Agoraphobia
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allsadnshit · 11 months
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new writing <3
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undiagnosed-autistic · 2 months
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For the first time in years I'll take the train. It'll be a two hour long ride and I'm extremely afraid I won't be able to make it. Actually, I'm not sure if I can survive the day at all. I'm going to an art museum and my agoraphobic and my autistic self are freaking out.
Everything seems impossible. My autistic self is so afraid that the train won't be on time, that it might broke down and I'll have to change train, that there'll be a lot of people, that the noise of the train and of the people might be too much, that it will be too hot, and my agoraphobic self just adds up: what if I want to go home? I won't be able to. What if I don't feel good? I'll be trapped in that train, home will be so far away.
And that's only the train ride, I have to survive a museum visit, lunch, another museum and then the ride home (train again, two hours).
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roachclub · 1 year
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thoughts about living / 2022
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learningfromlosing · 21 days
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Hey doordash drivers, hey instacart drivers, hey any voluntary delivery driver for an app, I have some news for you. Disabled people who cannot get their groceries on their own very rarely have extra money to tip, especially with all the extra fees and delivery charges they need to pay to just eat. They will tip you if they can, they literally cannot sometimes and that isn't their fault. They still deserve their groceries. They still deserve their food. They still deserve help. If you're voluntarily driving for an app when you can easily get another job and you're complaining about the people who literally cannot get a job, or go outside, or drive, or see needing to get their food no matter how little they have, you should think about who really needs this more. They have no other option when they don't have help. They have no other option when they can't do it themselves. If you're voluntarily doing this job, and blaming the people giving you the orders that you already get paid for anyway, just because they literally do not have the money does not mean they aren't deserving. That they're doing it on purpose. That they're taking advantage of you. That they're doing it maliciously. You need to understand some people have no other option even if you do. Be more considerate. You have no idea what people are going through mentally, physically, financially, medically. Everyone deserves food. Everyone deserves help. Everyone deserves comfort. Even if they can't spend another 5/6 dollars of their limited disability funds. Sometimes it's not about you. Sometimes people aren't after you. Sometimes people aren't trying to hurt you, but trying to survive themselves.
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bpdcrybaby213 · 2 years
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I just realized I'm completely agoraphobic.
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gh0stgirl-hotline · 3 months
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how do people just go places and do things?
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frmulcahy · 1 year
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I’m not “self sabotaging” and “ghosting” and “ruining friendships” I’m being an avatar of the lonely
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antichristangelbabes · 7 months
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Re-grieving is a thing. Just when you think you’re past grieving the loss of your former selves, life throws more fucking shit at you and goes
“BUT WAIT THERES MORE”
Yeah…no fucking thank you. Mental illness and reliving trauma can go suck dick.
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buggedmind · 10 months
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I hate being so dependent on other people due to my disability. It makes me feel like a child, even though I'm in my thirties. I wish I was braver, more mentally stable, more adult-ish.
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allsadnshit · 10 months
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new writing about recovery, panic disorders, spring time, and returning to your body when it's painful <3
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diaryofaphilosopher · 6 months
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We experience events in association with an ongoing story about who we are, in which we struggle to achieve coherence and continuity rather than objective truth. Similarly, our memories do not consist of snapshots of our experiences; rather, we store our experiences in memory in connection with a web of associations that is consistent with our narrative. Further, each time we store or recall an event, we invoke and reconstruct (“re-member”) not an isolated occurrence but the entire web of associations: our story. This storytelling is central to the protean self’s capacity to shift shape while sustaining its inner form.
— Lisa Capps and Elinor Ochs, Constructing Panic: The Discourse of Agoraphobia
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I had the most chaotic day ever.
I woke up shaking from anxiety; nothing new, just the usual. I cried the whole morning, then I decided I should at least go out to sit on one of the college's benches (I live in a dormitory as I am an international student in Budapest currently). Suddenly, one of the boys that also live in this dormitory wrote to me, asked me how I am (he knows about my mental struggles) and I told him the truth. He was really kind to me and I think that helped a lot, because I decided to try and go out on my own to walk on the street today (I think I've developed agoraphobia as I am really at the verge of crying and shaking in my whole body every time I have to go alone anywhere). Not only did I managed to go to the destination I had in mind, but I attempted to get on the public transportation too (the tram & the metro - had some kind of panic/anxiety coming when I left the metro station to go back to the tram, but it kind of went away in like two minutes?? - I told my mind I won't tolerate abuse from myself anymore). I was shaking and I felt fear the whole time, I felt like every other muscle in me was hurting, but I did it! Then, a couple hours later I went out again with the guy I mentioned earlier and nothing bad happened! I can't believe how many big steps I took today! It is so hard to feel it, but I know I have to be proud of myself. And I am trying really hard to do so. I think the people were right about this: exposure really helps better than any medicine; it teaches your brain to unlearn the fear patterns.
Thank you for reading this, I will try going out again tomorrow and will give you an update on how it went.
Until then: be kind to yourself, be patient and be proud of any little accomplishment you've achieved. I believe in you. And I believe in myself too.
- Reni
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the-autistic-agoraphobe · 3 months
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I brought this badge on Etsy. It is a custom badge. Some people don't know what Agoraphobia is so I thought it would be good to have a badge that says that I have a panic disorder.
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There is a badge that is like pink with a speech bubble on it. Black text in the speech bubble says "I have a panic disorder." Under the speech bubble is a yellow triangle with a white explanation mark in it. The badge is on a green lanyard with sunflowers in it. End Description.
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irreverentdreams · 11 months
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My eyes can barely stay open
It’s late
I’m sleepy
I’m thinking about how I’m wasting my life and I really wish I could enjoy things again. I wish I could go on a vacation like a normal person. Or even just to the grocery store would be nice.
I hate who I’ve become and I feel trapped in this body , and I keep gaining weight and becoming more and more unrecognizable. It’s awful.
I wish there was a way out.
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