1: a decade ago I watched a robot chicken episode with a parody of Monk called Cork the autistic detective. You can probably guess the amount of nuance and sensitivity this portrayal had, I actually called my mom over to show it to her to see if she could help me understand why it made me so sad

2: just watched Good Time, featuring one of the Safdie brothers playing a disabled adult who at the end of the movie gets put in a kind of adult daycare group therapy, the movie as a whole is pretty grim with a downer ending but that aspect especially made me depressed

Important context is that I have autism, and from the end of 6th grade to graduation I went to a school for kids on the spectrum, ranging from high functioning like me to completely nonverbal, and I fucking hated it and the resulting effects and trauma are probably a big part of why I'm Like This today, but that's a story for another time maybe.