I have a need to avoid thinking the worst of other people.
My mental health often hinges on being able to conceptualize the thoughts of others in a charitable way. To focus on what’s good about others– and how they mean well– and what we have in common– and what we must all cooperate to achieve, instead of splintering apart and fighting amongst ourselves.
I have an emotional need to keep this mindset, even when it is such a goddamn strain it basically feels like trying to keep myself in denial.
There was a post going around a while ago, saying something like “we’ve got to start respecting pregnancy as a disability,” and it made me just sit there blinking for a while
because, yes, the struggle is similar and we’re all in this together, but… what the hell world do you live in where being pregnant does not already get you treated a million times better than being disabled?