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Elise Matthesen Guest Post: What Happened After I Reported
[This post is written by Elise Matthesen, in regard to her experience reporting Jim Frenkel for sexual harassment last year. It is being simul-hosted by a number of other sites.
I’m going to be afk for much of the afternoon, so comments will be disabled until I have time to moderate them.
The “I” in the following post is Elise, not me. I am hosting it here on her behalf.]
What Happened After…
- Sigrid: See, here's the part where I reveal that, these days, all theology sounds a lot like AU self-insert RPF fic.
- Sigrid: "I'm going to invent a plausible theory that explains why I am SUPER-IMPORTANT to this system of incomprehensible and mysterious complexity. And I am going to give all the characters motivations, personalities, and backstories that fit my theory! And as I am exposed to new fictions and paradigms, I will revise and re-write my fic in a variety of AU settings!"
- Heidi: Heee. Jesus would make a wicked good barista. And whenever you came in with a hangover, he would forgive you for being surly.
- Sigrid: YES.
- Heidi: Omg. Jesus is totally the good anime boyfriend.
- Jesus is the way, and also the charms professor.
- Jesus is the goalie, because HE SAVES.
Anonymous said: Towards the whole "pronouns hurt people's feelings" topic. Am I REALLY the only person on the planet that thinks people are becoming far to sensative? Nearly to the point that they shouldn't leave their little home bubbles in the case that a bird chirps next to them in a way that sounds like a mean word. Maybe, JUST MAYBE, we're becoming a little TOO coddling and people need to learn to deal with simplistic shit like words. And yes, I've been insulted and made fun of. I got over it. So can you.
Supposedly invented by the Chinese, there is an ancient form of torture that is nothing more than cold, tiny drops falling upon a person’s forehead.
On its own, a single drop is nothing. It falls upon the brow making a tiny splash. It doesn’t hurt. No real harm comes from it.
In multitudes, the drops are still fairly harmless. Other than a damp forehead, there really is no cause for concern.
The key to the torture is being restrained. You cannot move. You must feel each drop. You have lost all control over stopping these drops of water from splashing on your forehead.
It still doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. But person after person, time and time again—would completely unravel psychologically. They all had a breaking point where each drop turned into a horror. Building and building until all sense of sanity was completely lost.
"It was just a joke, quit being so sensitive."
"They used the wrong pronoun, big deal."
"So your parents don’t understand, it could be worse."
Day after day. Drop after drop. It builds up. A single instance on its own is no big deal. A few drops, not a problem. But when you are restrained, when you cannot escape the drops, when it is unending—these drops can be agony.
People aren’t sensitive because they can’t take a joke. Because they can’t take being misgendered one time. Because they lack a thick skin.
People are sensitive because the drops are unending and they have no escape from them.
You are only seeing the tiny, harmless, single drop hitting these so-called “sensitive” people. You are failing to see the thousands of drops endured before that. You are failing to see the restraints that make them inescapable.
Best microaggression analogy I’ve ever seen.
Continuous is not the same as constant
In the last four years I’ve developed, for the first time in my life, the habit of working out. I love weight training — purely love it. I love lifting heavy weights, I love moving my body (itself a rather heavy weight) through the world in new and novel-to-me ways. I love the growth and improvement, the sense of accomplishment I get from learning to do new things.
I enjoy reading fitness books.…
steve rogers was an irish-american with disabilities growing up in 30s new york in a gay neighborhood and some people actually believe he would be conservative
Anonymous said: Hello Boggle! Haven't heard from you in awhile, and just wanted to make sure that you're doing okay! I miss your happy owl-ness on my dash! :D
Hi anon! I am hanging in there. I am switching antidepressants right now, which has been kind of an adventure. Venlafaxine withdrawal has given me a whole new level of compassion for people struggling with addiction.
I’ve had to take a break from work, which has been pretty dispiriting, but with my depression being such a bear to wrestle and being between medications, it was either take a break, or see my work become untenably unreliable. But I’m lucky: my boss is a very kind person who understands what I’m going through, and he has made it clear that he supports me and that my job will be waiting for me. A year ago I would not have been able to imagine being in a professional situation where I would feel confident that I could be honest with my boss about my troubles without reprisal! Thank you, to everyone at SciShow, for creating such a compassionate environment. =D
Lately I’ve just been trying to keep my moods on an even keel, and find things to occupy myself that help buoy me up. Depression can be so suffocating that I’m grateful for anything that gives me a little space to breathe. I’ve gotten super into a new online community (anybody play Flight Rising? I’m in Light!) where the people are incredibly nice, and even have mature and open and supportive discussions about mental health.
So I guess I just mean to say: I am doing as well as can be expected! I hope you guys are fighting the good fight too.
Thank you, Boggle, for letting us know.
You are an owl.