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My name is: Michelle, but most people call me Dark online.
My gender-pronouns are: They/them/their.
I am: 27 years old, a feminist, liberal, an atheist, an omnivore, and an ISFJ.
The Feminist: Intersectional, body positive, pro-choice, and sex positive.
My privileged identities include: Female assigned at birth (trans* privilege), white, able-bodied, allistic (?), dyadic, monogamous.
My non-privileged/oppressed identities include: Gender-fluid, fat, gray-a, neuroatypical, and gay.
I have: Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and Major Depressive Disorder.
I like: Pets & animals, animal welfare, pet care & pet care education, ~*SCIENCE!*~, anatomy & physiology, roleplaying, anime/manga, computer & video games, rock & metal music.
Thin privilege is getting appropriate medical care for serious traumatic injuries without having doctors/nurses/physical therapists:
A) hesitate in touching you, or make a point of touching you as little and as seldom as possible
B) Act as if your weight is somehow a contributing factor to a car accident
C) Act as if giving weight loss counseling is more important than wound care advice
D) Act as if somehow you are at fault for your state of unwellness, because fat people are *always* lazy, irresponsible causes of their own unwellness.
This is truth. I had a fat patient who was in a car accident when I was in nursing school. She required a higher weight capacity bed and was in for some lacerations and other things.
The doctors and nurses acted like they didn’t even want to acknowledge her presence. She literally told me that I was the first person on the floor in her 2 days there that actually treated her like a human being.