A Brief Note From a Normal Mom
On Tylenol, RaptureTok, and sane-washing insane propaganda.
Dear Reader,
My therapist calls me The Stable Mother, which annoys me, tbh. I want to be The Sparkly Mom or The Dance Party Mom or The Book Nerd Mom but the therapist is good at her job and she’s right and even if I wanted prove her wrong, I couldn’t. Too many kids seek me out for a good dose of Sane Mother Logic for me to argue about it anymore. No one is more surprised than me, I assure you, but I’ve come to understand it over the years. The role of a mother doesn’t go away if the mother chooses not engage with it.
Not everyone talks to their mom but everyone needs a mom because that’s the agreement made between the baby and the mother during creation. I’ll create you and mother you until you feel safe in this world without me and you’ll listen and care to my teachings because I’m your mom. That’s assumed goal of healthy parenting and it rarely happens.
I’m so lucky to be around good moms and see how my generation is ending cycles of abuse ingrained into the very notion of parenthood. I’m happy to be an example of that for those who need it. I brought my kid into this world and I’ll damn well help him survive it.
What is killing me about the news cycle in 2025 is that it’s a fearmongering mess and it’s working. It doesn’t matter if it should work or shouldn’t. It just IS working and people are afraid. When you make someone afraid, their body switches to a different state of being and the fear taints every decision, every thought. No one is able to feel safe and stable about anything right now because fearmongering works. It’s why the word exists, to define an action that can be taken against citizens of a country. All Americans, mind you, so I don’t even wanna see you THINKING the words left or right in my general direction. Humanity existed before ‘Murica did and fighting about which team you like better is how they keep the masses entertained while they rob us.
Spare me.
It’s with this same attitude I want to talk about Tylenol and why RaptureTok isn’t actually funny at all.
First of all, autism existed before Tylenol. Full stop. Something created in the 20th century did not cause something that’s been in EVERY century. That’s not how reality works.
Anyone who tries to have ANY debate about that fact is not stable or sane or able to think slowly and carefully about cause and effect and try to move towards making the world a better place to live. Autistic people make the world a better place, the same way Black people make the world better, the same way queer people make the world better. Diversity makes the world more interesting and more kind and creating fear in Americans about how Tylenol could affect fetuses does not.
End of.
I also want to point out that maternal fever can hurt the fetus just as much as illicit substances taken while pregnant. Don’t cook your baby at 350° for 35 weeks when the recipe clearly states 98° for 40 weeks. Come on now. Listen to your doctor and if you’re in pain, take the medication that has been proven by years of study to be a safe way for pregnant bodies to alleviate inflammation and fevers. Bodies with uteruses are not more immune to pain than other bodies.
RaptureTok hits these same aspects of unreality and twisted logic— there’s not gonna be a rapture and it’s not funny to make it a meme or a joke. God didn’t immediately kill all white people who dared to own a slave the first time and God isn’t going to show up like a Knight in Shining Armor and rescue all his purest princesses from the shame of racist foundations while maga tries to do it a second time. Grow up. That’s not how the force even works!
America isn’t going to be fixed by a rapture, it’s going to be fixed by people who are working right now, right this very minute, to leave our children a better world than the one we inherited.
Disregard ANY bullshit propaganda and don’t share the propaganda for the sake of making a lame joke about it for the timeline. It’s not funny and religious psychoses is a real danger to children.
Hand on my stupid heart every single time, I promise. I want to see more active dissenting. I love you.
-Sav
PS- Do not tell High School Sav she has a Star Wars punchline in their body of work. They’ll never forgive me.


