Here’s what happened in my life over the past week:
- Someone I used to work with about 10 years ago followed me on Instagram. I don’t particularly want an intermingling of worlds that way, so I blocked her. 🤷🏻♀️ Worlds are colliding! George is getting upset!
- Shira of ShiraDest had recommended The General Theory of Employment, Interest and Money by John Maynard Keynes. I found a copy, and it might as well have been written in another language for all that I could make sense of the first few sentences. I’m not particularly surprised, given that my concentration is lousy, but it does offer an interesting contrast my (at least partially) intact ability to read academic literature within my field of relative expertise. With mental health-related stuff, I can skim and pick out bits I need to slow down and focus on. If I can’t skim, my concentration quickly fails me.
- This week was rather stressful. I got a call from the person dealing with my disability benefits application. I don’t remember exactly what she said, but it was along the lines that my doctor had established that I was crazy, but not that I am crazy present tense, and that’s why she’d requested more information from him. I called his office to tell them I really needed him to provide that information, but unfortunately, the receptionist who answered is completely incompetent, so that didn’t go anywhere. I decided that the next morning, I would go in to the office and have a meltdown if needed to get my point across. I think the receptionist was scared of me, so she got the doctor to talk to me. He was an ass. He has decided that the disability people are “asking without coming out and asking” for a recent psychiatrist assessment, so he doesn’t know what to give them. I asked why he wasn’t qualified to do it, which he seemed to get irritated at. So yeah, I don’t know. Maybe he’ll do it, maybe he won’t. Maybe I’ll have to wait until post-COVID and find a new doctor, I don’t know. But anyway, my ability to tolerate stress is pretty much nonexistent, and now I’m ultra-slow moving again and trying to talk is like pulling teeth. So yeah, fun.
It’s lovely to see Elliot Page share his true identity with the world. With any socially stigmatized identity, every person who chooses to come out paves the way for an easier journey for others to come. I must admit, though, that I’m puzzled by some of the backlash around media reporting that made reference to Elliot’s former name, but otherwise used the correct name and pronouns that he uses for himself. While I agree that, in most instances, deadnaming is inappropriate and harmful, when a famous person who went by Old Name chooses to share their true identity that involves New Name, stating “New Name, formerly known as Old Name” in the initial report of the transition seems like clarity, not transphobia. After all, the individual’s transition is only being widely reported because Old Name was famous to begin with. To call something stigmatizing when there’s no indication that was the intent risks shutting down rather than promoting dialogue. Perhaps it’s better to celebrate the person who uses New Name, and work on educating people who continue to use Old Name, and/or the wrong pronouns, moving forward.
How has your week been?