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Devon Price
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https://x.com/drdevonpriceDevon Price, PhD, is a social psychologist and author. She is best known for her book ‘Unmasking Autism: Discovering the New Faces of Neurodiversity’. She has also written books such as ‘Unlearning Shame: How We Can Reject Self-Blame Culture and Reclaim Our Power’ and ‘Laziness Does Not Exist: A Defense of the Exhausted, Exploited, and Overworked’
> Troon > Self diagnosed Autism and believes autism is an identity. Also believes that ‘unmasking’ is the same as gay people coming out of the closet> Pedo tier criticism of age limits > Encourages autists to go into sex work > Substack articles such as ‘Supporting the Suicidal No Matter What’ Don’t Call the Cops (or the Psychiatrists!) No matter how desperately you might want to “save” a suicidal person’s life, you do not have control over what they do with their body, nor should you. Calling outside authorities to prevent your friend from killing themselves will not make anything better. Even mental health hotlines like 988 routinely send police and social workers to the homes of suicidal people to force them into treatment. https://drdevonprice.substack.com/p/supporting-the-suicidal-no-matter> My Autism Checklist https://drdevonprice.substack.com/p/my-autism-checklist No. 2108760
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She advised people on how to smuggle testosterone from India by mail to administer DIY HRT.
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>And just a reminder, if you need to order testosterone online, it's a little bit harder than to order estrogen online. Go to IndiaMart– cat appears –Oh, here's Loki– Go to IndiaMart, get some T, order it. You in America will not get in legal trouble for ordering testosterone from India. If border control seizes it, the person who violated the law was the seller in India, and India's not going to extradite them. Nothing's gonna happen to them, either. They're just going to seize your T and not send it to you some of the time.
But most of the time when you order T online, it arrives. You can use it, you can stockpile it. You can share it with other trans people who need it. DIY HRT.cafe for more information on DIYing hormones. It's a lot easier to DIY estrogen. It's easier to get, but even for testosterone, there are options. Break the law!
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Maybe I'm just unfamiliar with the demographic of people who use Goodreads, but these stats make me feel insane. So many people are saying they read this slop at the behest of their therapist. I'm pretty sure I've seen this book being shilled by my local library for a few months as well.
No. 2108784
>>2108783Yeah, are little kids 'identifying' with autism when they show signs of impaired development? When they never learn to speak? When they hurt themselves or others? Should they not be helped to better integrate into society because doing so would be like trying to cure homosexuality?
I do think that autism is over-diagnosed (especially when it comes to self-diagnosis but professional ones too) and that there's likely some more nuance involved than shoving everyone under the same umbrella category but there's clearly some kind of pattern to the symptoms, and you can't just opt into autism.
No. 2108848
>>2108827you were probably hella socially awkward and decided to base your entire educational experience on this. how sad kek.
I'm so sick of hearing about autism because its been taken over by self diagnosed attention whores like this cow who've turned it into identity politics.
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>>2108948lol what is "not too long ago" anon.
>>2108969there is everything wrong with the statement. stoo watch mental health slop.
No. 2109046
>>2108983How can it be eugenicist logic when personality disorders, per the very same post, are not even genetic?
Not every statement in her post is wrong, but it's so inconsistent that it loses it's point.
No, it's not evil to have a personality disorder, and yes, we should judge those people on their actions and not their diagnoses, and yes, having a personality disorder is very stigmatized.
But then there's this line:
>justice for people whose symptoms are so stigmatized that they are branded as evilWhat symptoms are we talking about here? She could only be talking about doing acts that harm other people, because what other symptoms are stigmatized as evil? So we're supposed to judge people based on their actions but also withhold judgement when those actions are harmful? She's trying to have her cake and eat it too in this argument.
The shit at the end about empathy is extremely cringy as well.
No. 2109120
Good god she has a substack article titled "The Trans & Autistic Guide to Cruising." This has to be low-tier ragebait right?
>They assume that a trans person won’t ever be welcome, or that because they do not read neurotypical social cues with ease, the cruising ecosystem will forever remain inscrutable to them. Many harbor concerns about safety, having only ever been taught by movies and Law & Order episodes to associate cruising with seediness, criminality, and “threatening” male sexuality.
>At most in-person cruising spaces, the primary way to convey interest is by holding someone’s gaze. I recognize this sounds mortifying to most neurodivergent people, but hear me out: You do not need to form any particular expression with your face. You just need to stare at a person for a few seconds.
>Gay bars, cruisy parks, and seedy backrooms rose up to provide queer people with safe places to meet one another and enjoy intimacy free from the judgment of the law or the leering straight public — but now members of that straight public have wandered into our spaces, gawked at our activities, and declared that we are somehow “violating” them.
>As a trans guy who does have the legally required M on my ID, I have never had any issues visiting Steamworks. Staff have always been considerate toward me, and checked in frequently to ensure I was feeling safe. Even when I had double D breasts and looked very feminine, no patron ever behaved inappropriately toward me. I walked around fully nude and had no problem finding lots of queer men who wanted to have sex with me. I’ve visited on both the dedicated trans masc nights and on “regular” nights throughout the month, and personally, I prefer the regular nights, because I can feel more like “just one of the guys.”
>Cruising is a practice that’s perfect for Autistic people, though many of us find it intimidating at first. It’s a wildly transgressive practice of reimagining public spaces into something completely new while eschewing societal taboos. When a cruising environment is healthy, it welcomes all body types and genders, and embraces a truly expansive, creative definition of sex. What’s not to love about that?
>(learn to sage)
No. 2109137
>>2109046This is offtopic but there is some evidence that personality disorders can run in families and are genetic. Others get it through trauma and others we probably won't ever know why. Either way if someone is acting
abusive and constantly yelling or lying to you, you don't have to stick around regardless of the cause of their behavior.
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>There is no such thing as completely “safe” sex. A friend of mine can’t use condoms because they give her bacterial vaginosis. She chooses instead to take PreP to prevent the transmission of HIV, have sex without condoms, and get anything else she catches treated. A guy I know who masks and tests religiously caught COVID while fisting someone (with a gloved hand!) at an air-filtered party.
>I am a person who has detransitioned, retransitioned, and honestly still harbors deep reservations about my identity. I also have a developmental disability that’s associated with a slower speed of emotional maturation and a slippery sense of self. I am ostensibly the kind of person that Biden’s restrictive policy aims to protect — the risks of letting me make my own choices is supposedly higher than it is for most. Yet I can say without hesitation that access to top surgery would have improved my life immeasurably as a teen, I wouldn’t have ever regretted it.
>If I had transitioned to male as a teen I might have eventually reduced my T dose or decided that I wasn’t transgender, who knows. But I would have always felt that my body was my own to use how I liked, and to make my own mistakes with. Instead I starved myself, over-exercised, allowed condescending doctors to force me onto birth control that I did not want to take, and let men into my body who didn’t respect me, because that body never felt like it mattered, or was mine.
>Similarly, many public health workers are shocked by the risks queer men incur by enjoying anonymous sex in bathhouses and backrooms. These professionals gaze at the throngs of nude men wandering about in warm water trading bodily fluids but not names, and all they can recognize are the possible dangers. What they don’t see are the equally real dangers that come from not having access to such spaces.
>Far too many people forget that it’s still dangerous to be a visibly gay man in public, and with the rising moral panic over “groomers” demonizing our every move, it’s only getting worse. Every time a queer man opens up to another person about his sexuality, he risks a potential beating, sexual assault, accusation of predatory behavior, or a firing. But in a cruising space, queer men can look after one another, prevent acts of sexual assault and hate crimes, and enjoy intimacy without outing themselves on a massive scale.
>When I have told colleagues who work in public health about my encounters, I have been scolded for having sexual contacts that are untraceable; I have to explain that the anonymity is the point. When the sex you’re having was criminalized for decades and still carries the intense weight of stigma, sometimes it is safer to not be known. One man’s risk is another man’s refuge. It’s not the stranger touching himself in the bushes who has the most power to harm you — it’s the one you’ve invited into your home.
>Another area where many people yearn for guarantees of “safety” and where true informed consent is not present is in the realm of political activism. I’ve been attending many pro-Palestinian actions in recent months, of varying degrees of legality, and I’ve noticed that many novice and liberal-leaning activists get hung up on ensuring all actions remain “safe.”
>“Don’t escalate, it makes people of color unsafe!” white allies caution, disavowing the Palestinian teen who leaves a sticker on a building or climbs up a flagpole.
>These activists mean well, but when the full force of the United States government is turned against immigrants, queer people, women, Black people, and an Indigenous population that’s being actively slaughtered, it’s hard to find sympathy for those still upholding the rule of law.
>If we want genocides to end, we must stop sitting home alone typing on mass-produced phones made from minerals that have been ripped from the earth by enslaved children and are designed to break down. We have to stop logging nine-hour workdays for wasteful corporations that send billions of our earnings to a government that cages and bombs innocent people. We need to stop investing our faith in a police state that defines “risk” in terms of damage to property, not neglect of human life.
>At the very first BLM protest I attended in 2020, a sweaty Zoomer chanting and spitting into the air stumbled into me, and I felt certain I had just caught COVID. I told myself I was an idiot for having chosen to leave the house. But I didn’t get COVID. The risk of outdoor transmission was, and remains, relatively low. And fighting the police state was well worth the risk.
>Some of my friends nearly empty out their bank accounts donating to poor trans people and Palestinian’s GoFundMe’s. Others have welcomed complete strangers to stay for weeks in their homes. Something bad might happen to you if you choose to give so freely of yourself. But you also might gain a new world.
yes this was all in the same substack article about getting an std lol
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>>2109477Here is from her detrans article
> My boyfriend approached my new identity the way he tried to smooth out every conflicting desire in our relationship: by subtly, quietly pulling this corner and that one into place, and avoiding friction everywhere else he could find it. He tread carefully. But for all the work he did, and in spite of all the effort I put into trying to be thankful, there was no resolving things. He was a straight man, and that was not…>The tension drove us apart, further and further, until he and I were living almost entirely separate lives. We had different friends, different passions, and did not make plans for evenings or weekends together. At work I journaled a lot about how miserable I was, and at night, alone in the apartment I’d watch YouTube videos of gay male couples going on vacations and read gay Hannibal fanfiction.>He had lots of queer friends, and gay men had always loved him. He had a few effeminate little gestures naturally in his arsenal, and he was sensitive — plus he was an actor! Once, when we walked home from a restaurant together, a man stumbled up to us and slurred, are you faggots? I was afraid of violence, of course, but I also felt seen. No, my partner said. We’re not. That was the problem. The fantasy of us that I held in my mind dissolved the second he and I were close.>I thought I could live in half-denial forever, living and thinking as a gay man when I was away from him, and allowing him to pretend nothing had changed when we were together — which was rare anyway. I believed that, I had to — until the summer of 2020.>Before I decided to come out as trans in 2016, I read many blogs by detransitioned trans-exclusionary radical feminists (or TERFs). These women had hateful, twisted-up things to say about trans people, their own past experiences of dysphoria, and the many ways in which testosterone had ‘ruined’ their bodies. Though they were self-described feminists, the way they described the post-testerone body gave the game away: they were so hairy, their tits so sagging and loose; their bodies were wider now, their faces greyer and older. Their chins were scraggly with the beards they had grown. Surgeries had maimed them, so they could no longer breastfeed their children.>The first time I encountered a blog where TERF described a trans woman’s post-operative vagina as nothing but an objectified fuckhole, I recoiled and slammed down the laptop screen. It didn’t make sense. They’d go on and on about how the bodies of trans women were perverse, sex-toy approximations of womanhood, all sexy allure with no reproductive power, then they’d turn around and decry trans women’s bodies as disgusting and stinking the next. Which was it? Their obsession with trans women’s bodies, and with having sex with trans women, was palpable.>And yet, when these detransitioned TERFs wrote about people like me, I couldn’t turn away. I was a straight woman who wanted to date men without the baggage of sexism, they theorized.>When I stopped taking testosterone in 2020, I started revisiting these blogs again. All the same old characters from 2016 were still there, though some of their names had changed. Their vlogs had turned into Twitter accounts; the Wordpresses I’d inhaled had gone private. A few of these former TERFs had left the movement, retransitioned, and begun unpacking the damaging messages that had led them to detransition in the first place. But most of them were still on the same old grind, talking about how men and women were fundamentally different, and lesbians and tomboys everywhere were under attack.>All of this freaked me out, because I had also started getting laser hair removal. Not to emulate the TERFs, whom I still loathed, but because I could see my boyfriend’s eyes glancing over the halo of fluff that clung to my belly. I paid hundreds of dollars to walk in the rain to Lincoln Park at the height of the pandemic. I laid on my back, double-masked, while a woman in three masks and a plastic face shield blasted ultraviolet rays onto my mons pubis. After about six sessions my genital area was almost entirely bare. What hairs remained were blond and whisper-thin and grew slowly.> My boyfriend didn’t touch me any more than usual, and did not say anything about it. Then again, why would he — he had never said a word about the increase in hair in the first place.>When I had been a boy, people knew I was a professor. As a girl, I was a young hapless student again. And people assumed I wanted to be talked to. I didn’t mind having a fresh kiss of youth on my face. I didn’t even mind the attention. The pandemic had been miserable. I was alone all the time, except for the unrequited evenings next to my boyfriend on the couch. I spent all my days on coffee shop patios all over the city. A few kind words from pervvy men was better than nothing. It affirmed I was headed in the right direction, if I wanted to make my partner love me again.>Every day I tried to be a boy who looked like a woman, and I went to bed hate-reading TERF blogs every night. They were alight with the usual fears about teen girls getting seduced away from womanhood, and pulled into a life of hormone-dependency, vaginal atrophy, and hairy, confused fucking with dubiously queer men who did not deserve them. They talked about how horny hormones had made them, and angry, and strong, and how many mistakes they’d made when under the alluring pull of the drug.>I was depressed. I was still jacking off three times a day, the same as usual, but I missed needing it the way I had on T. I wanted to be like these women had been, getting blotto drunk and railed in gay bar bathrooms. Their worst moments sounded like a hell of a lot of fun. I got a Grindr account. I scrolled through the faces and bodies; there was a user online in my building, just a few feet away. I didn’t upload any photos, not even the ones of my freshly-lasered cooch and ass. Those guys wouldn’t want this. I laid in bed thinking about being a man and being loved by men. My boyfriend played video games quietly a room away.>ff of T, and with the help of lasers, longer hair, and makeup, I could look like a woman again. But my boyfriend had seen the real me, covered in fur, with sculpted shoulder muscles, and a gritty, assertive voice. No matter how hard I tried to puppet my old feminine body, he had seen who was holding the strings. Plus both of us could see how much healthier I was as a man — how much energy I had, how much more I ate, how much better I was at creating things and taking care of myself. He still cared for me, but he couldn’t change who he was any more than I could change myself. He was a straight man and I was a gay one. There was no undoing the fact we knew that.>For years, I had tried to see myself solely through a straight man’s eyes, all without ever letting him into my head. I kept comparing myself to the gentle, sad, eating disordered, inhibited, beautiful woman he had fallen in love with, and found myself inadequate compared to her. I was so loud and demanding, so bulky and determined. I wanted too much, felt too much, and had destroyed everything dainty about me. >It’s remarkable how entirely gone all my insecurities are now. I adore my body hair, my growing beard, the masculine angles of my hairline, and my thick, throbbing little dick. When I’m desperately horny, I feel alive — not ashamed. I have a partner who crosses the room to be near me, who runs their hands along my body hungrily and calls me sexy. 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>>2109477>have sex without condoms, and get anything else she catches treatedenjoy your antibiotic resistant syphilis retard
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I'd bet good money she's a BPD headcase just pretending it's autism
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>this gives me euphoria and makes me horny
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>Giving intravenous drug users clean needles and a safe place to nod off saves far more lives than instructing them to “just say no.” Offering condoms to teens reduces their risk of STI transmission and pregnancy a whole lot better than sexual shame. And if a person wants to starve themselves, cut themselves, or return to an abusive partner, it’s far more effective to honor their choice and offer them services than it is to try and “save” them by taking their freedom away. >If a therapist believes a client presents an imminent threat to themselves, they are legally obligated to report the suicidal person and get them institutionalized. Providers in hospitals, shelters, and schools frequently hold the same legal obligations. Calling 911 or a mental health hotline on a friend who is a suicidal will, more often than not, result in a cop arriving to their house to either arrest them, force them into a hospital, or shoot them — because killing a distressed person is somehow better than allowing them to kill themselves.>But there are alternatives. It actually is possible to respect the bodily freedom of a suicidal person while still providing them comfort and aid that could prolong their life. We can make peace with our inability to control another person’s destiny and mourn the potential loss of them while sitting with them in their suffering. >Far too many people respond to a friend’s disclosure of suicidal thoughts by spiraling into panic and grief, imagining how they would feel if their friend were already dead, and making the suicidal person process all of those feelings. >If a loved one trusts you enough to share that they’re feeling suicidal, you can do a world of good by responding with nonchalance and acceptance. It really isn’t that unusual for a person to think about killing themselves. It might be upsetting to think about, but the reality is that suicide is a mundane fact of life.>Given how common suicide is, you can regard it as a regular part of human existence and speak to your friend about it frankly. It’s perfectly acceptable to ask them how long they’ve been wanting to die, and what support they need from you in navigating that desire. No harm will come to a suicidal person from you simply allowing their feelings to exist. Mentioning death or suicide explicitly won’t make them any more likely to attempt — if anything, it will serve to destigmatize their feelings. >No matter how desperately you might want to “save” a suicidal person’s life, you do not have control over what they do with their body, nor should you. Calling outside authorities to prevent your friend from killing themselves will not make anything better. Even mental health hotlines like 988 routinely send police and social workers to the homes of suicidal people to force them into treatment. When the police arrive to a mental health related call, even a “wellness check,” they are far more likely to brutalize, aggravate, or kill a person in distress than they are to help them. This problem has become so pronounced that even some police departments have started advising their officers to “tactically retreat” from mental-health-related calls. And as we’ve already discussed, the research is abundant that forcing a suicidal person into a prison or hospital only results in them becoming more suicidal and traumatized. >Try and follow your loved one’s lead when they discuss their thoughts of suicide. Does the idea bring them comfort? Does reminding themselves that suicide is an option actually make it easier for them to sit with their current pain? Don’t assume that death is a last resort. Instead, try to understand the suicidal person’s perspective, and honor any request they have involving their own death. This will help make your time together more meaningful, no matter the outcome. >One of the core principles of harm reduction is that from the outside, we can never determine what course of action is best for another person. Each individual is weighing their own personal profile of risks and benefits, and will have to decide for themselves which costs they are willing to endure. If we truly support their body autonomy, all we can do is lessen the potential consequences of the choices they make — by helping them sterilize their self-harm wounds, for example, or offering them KN95 masks when they go out to socialize. >https://drdevonprice.substack.com/p/supporting-the-suicidal-no-matter No. 2110016
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Does she have an std AGAIN??
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Finally!!!! She's such an underrated cow, thank you OP.
>>2109621I'd bet all the money i have on this. She's got every trait of BPD autism fakers but dialed up to 11. It's sickening how she has a platform to misrepresent the condition, at least she's not spinning it as "cluster B traits are autism in women!!" because she's a TiF
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It's so weird how she's pushing the child liberation thing latelly.
Sounds off or like she's not thinking about the implications of it and how MAPs will use it…
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>>2110105>how MAPs will use it…what else could it even mean though
child liberation sounds entirely like a pedophilic idea, as if children are unfairly put upon or controlled by adults
what the fuck
>>2110016>tifs not being casually homophobic challenge: impossible difficulty No. 2110137
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>>2110139"I no longer want to be a public figure" and yet she constantly posts under her own name because it gets her attention. There's no way an egotist like her doesn't want to be recognized, this ~I'm so tired of being famous nobody look at me uwu~ bullshit is an extension of that.
>>2110138>I made him exit my bodybarf
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>>2110164>this ~I'm so tired of being famous nobody look at me uwu~ bullshitThe Chappell Roan Special kek
>>2110084They LOVE saying any "slurs" as much as possible. Since they would never be bigoted enough to say things they aren't supposed to, it "proves" they are part of the minority that is "allowed" to use them. Example: faggot and/or dyke can only be "reclaimed" by faggots and/or dykes, by saying faggot and/or dyke, you prove that you are a real faggot and/or dyke.
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>>2110108it's a central, grounding belief for family abolitionists, who are more often than not some variety of anarchist, particularly anarcho-communist for the left-leaning women. They have a utopic vision of children being equal participants in communes, born from the aether and raised by wolves, though practically it's all complete nonsense, if not degenerating quickly into effective paedophilia (they trip up on the age of consent thing). Part of what makes something like
>>2110105 frustrating is that it's almost impossible to tell whether it's paedo-propaganda or some anarcho-nut with loosey-goosey ideas about child-rearing.
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she really is stuck in 2014 tumblr discourse its kind of impressive
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>>2110181Pretty standard interaction at a shitcago sex party, actually. I believe this absolutely could've happened. Picrel is from lex, an app that functions like craigslist missed connections and mostly is used by lesbians and they/she's and troons.
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>>21107252/2 the psychoanalysis of taylor swift kek