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in reply to @rotsharp's post:
Soul sickness is a good term for it. Like yeah this society makes me sick. I'm not physically ill, and I'm sane*, but... I look at this society and it makes me feel awful. There's tents everywhere in this city, and I get approached at least once a week by someone asking for money. And I can do anything to help them. I can't give people homes, because I barely have one myself. It's not often that I can spare money, as I barely have enough to get by. I want to help people but I can't do anything that matters.
Maybe I could do something significant if I joined an organization, BUT I'm an autistic trans woman. The girl who took me in while I looked for a place to live, and is now staying with me while she waits for a home to be available for her, used to be a member of the Socialist Rifle Association. But then she mildly criticized one of the cis members (someone with some amount of authority there) and immediately got labeled as Bad as a result. She got accused of all the things that Baddies get accused of and was chased out. When I came to this city, I didn't have any support. I'm trying to make new supports here, and getting labeled Bad would be a disastrous (and potentially fatal) hindrance to that. So no organizational work for me I guess
i had the beginnings of a similar situation there so i bailed. naked transphobia gets crickets from the mostly cis group, me being autistic and openly trans and flubbing a harmless social situation got everyone excited. all ive ever heard while "growing up" queer is how movement work eats people like us, from people like us. i dont think it is any matter of organizing being difficult (although it is) but that we simply do not kill enough cops about it.
heartbreakingly well-put. it is deeply painful to live in a society where all the people who genuinely want to make change are already too exhausted/chewed up, and many of those who do end up to be prominent "change makers" are just in it for clout/money/power/worse things than that. i keep thinking we'll hit a breaking point soon and everyone will snap but we're all either just a little too resilient or a little too jaded
resilience is just when youre no longer aware of each day being wrung out of your meat before its time. if anything breaks without intentional pressure, it is going to be a much worse outcome for everyone than controlled demolition. i dont know what to do but i know we need to do it