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bog-bitch · 9 months
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consider: intrusive thoughts described like shitty Buzzfeed articles
“Top 10 Reasons Why You’re Actually a Pedophile”
“People Are Sharing the Best Slurs to Scream at the Top of Your Lungs and Honestly I Am So Here For It”
“Tell Me Your Favorite Color and I’ll Tell You You Can Jump In Front of A Moving Train Right Now”
“You’ve Heard of [Normal Activity], But Have You Heard of All the Horrible Ways You Can Die While Doing It???!!”
“This Quiz Will RevealWhich Hand You Could Hypothetically Stick in a Blender!”
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I would like to say, as someone who experiences pretty awful intrusive thoughts, and has now seen some takes from other fans saying Donny Urges was poor representation of intrusive thoughts because he “just wanted cake” or “wasn’t violent enough”
1. Everyone experiences intrusive thoughts. Literally all people. The incredibly awful violent ones are not that common, but they are not the only kind of intrusive thought. Again I say this as someone who suffers from severely violent intrusive thoughts.
2. Donny WAS violent. He punched a guy out of nowhere
3. Donny didn’t just want cake, he wanted to STEAL cake. That’s the operative word here. That’s the intrusive part. Your brain saying “hey fuckin stick your fingers in someone else’s cake” something super uncool and potentially dangerous to keeping his job, is a perfectly legitimate intrusive thought, it’s upsetting, it’s not something Elias would ever do, that’s what an intrusive thought is. That’s why after The Fix scared Donny, he became a regular urge to just eat cake under normal circumstances. The eating cake wasn’t the intrusive part, the stealing was.
Anyway I don’t mean this to antagonize the people making those posts, I get what y’all mean. But just keep in mind that just because something isn’t the experience you know, doesn’t mean it’s “poor representation” or “ignorant.” Also! This was the first episode! Presumably Elias was doing alright, and is going to get worse, there’s every possibility intrusive thoughts will pop up again, and be more of a genuine threat.
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ohitslen · 10 months
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notabled-noodle · 2 years
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people with sexual, violent, or otherwise taboo intrusive thoughts… I hope you know that your thoughts don’t define you. I hope you know that you deserve love, respect, and kindness. and I hope you have a good day
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aquaquadrant · 6 months
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Title: flickering
Warnings: Hearing voices similar to intrusive thoughts (the voices are from sentient fire, not from the character’s own mind), pyromania, session 3 spoilers
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Tango might be hearing things.
That is, beyond what the rest of his friends have already been joking about this entire session. The secret task bestowed upon him seemed like pure hilarity at first: pretend to have an imaginary friend. And he had to go all out, too, having imaginary conversations in the presence of other people. He wasn’t confident enough in his improv skills to pull it off without some kind of prop, though, so he’d assigned the role of imaginary friend to a torch in his inventory.
Torchy, a new best friend for the resident blaze hybrid on the server. Hilarious.
Except, as the hours went on… carrying Torchy around and randomly placing it down… hosting one-sided conversations with a piece of burning wood while his friends watched on with baffled amusement… it started to get a little less hilarious. Because he started to imagine that he could actually hear Torchy talking back to him.
Looks bad. Burn it. Kill him.
Just pleasant little things like that. It made for great conversation fodder; nothing turned heads on this server faster than a randomly overheard, “No, no, we can’t kill him!” And it was funny to carry on that kind of dialogue, chastising a flaming stick for its apparent bloodlust. The looks on his friends’ faces were priceless.
But at the end of the session, after Tango had been found out and failed his task, after everyone bid their farewells and went their separate ways to end the session… he hears it again; a flickering whisper of a voice in his ears.
Burn it.
It startles Tango so badly, his blaze rods ignite. “Aaagh- who? What?!” He spins around, flames spitting.
“Huh?” Skizz pokes his head up from behind their little clump of chests, his wing flared out in surprise. “What happened?”
Tango clutches his pounding heart. “Did you- did you say something, Skizz?” he asks breathlessly.
“What, just now? No?” Skizz frowns, then his eyes widen. “Oh, wait, I get it…” He chuckles. “Very funny dude, but uh, you can drop the ‘imaginary friend’ thing now.”
Burn him. Kill him.
There it is again. “No, I’m not…” Tango hesitates, glancing around warily. “You seriously can’t hear that?”
Join us. Burn it. Eat it all.
Now Skizz looks a little concerned, rising to his feet. “Uh- no? What?” He takes a few steps towards Tango, holding out a hand. “You okay, buddy?”
Tango rakes his claws through his hair. “Th- the whispering, the…” Swallowing, he creeps a bit closer to Skizz- and as he does so, he happens to move closer to a random torch. The voice gets louder.
Free us. Join us. Let it all burn.
There’s a chunk of solid ice in Tango’s stomach. “I think it’s coming from the torches,” he whispers.
Skizz stares at him for a moment before he sighs bemusedly, shaking his head. “Oh, brother. You’ve been talking to yourself all session, dude, I think you’re starting to hear things.” He claps a hand on Tango’s shoulder. “Get some rest, buddy, and I’ll see you back here next week, alright?”
Skizz doesn’t hear it. Tango makes himself laugh. “Right, yeah. You’re right. See ya.”
With a parting smile, Skizz logs off.
Tango waits. Soon enough, the voice returns. The whispering is now a chant, a dull roar echoing in his skull.
He’s gone. Burn it. Burn it all. Sets us free, let us spread. Join us. Burn it. Eat it all.
Tango’s heart is in his throat. He can see it, in his mind’s eye; the soft pink cherry blossoms engulfed in flame, a ring of smoke outlining the entire island… his inner fire thrums with want, with need.
Yes, yes, burn it all…
The smell of burning snaps him out of his trance. His clawed fingertips are pinching a cherry blossom from a low-hanging branch, a trail of smoke rising between them. Wait, when did he walk over to the tree? Quickly plucking the flower, he incinerates it in his clenched fist, the flame extinguished as soon as it’d ignited.
And now he’s got a handful of ash. Great.
Okay, that’s it- he’s gotta get off this crazy server. It’s all these stupid tasks! They’re totally messing with his head. The secrecy, the deception, the mind games- he just needs a break. He needs to go back to something familiar, some place where things make sense.
Tapping his communicator, he brings up a portal.
Tango steps through it into Hermitcraft, into blue flames and his dungeon master’s robes. He blinks, acclimating to the change of light. He’s in the underbelly of Decked Out 2, of course- most of his time this week has been spent working on the redstone for level four. And over the months, he’s taken care to light everything up (because a single creeper in the skadoodler could derail his entire operation here) so there are torches everywhere…
And he hears nothing.
Just the idle sounds of the dungeon above him. The occasional warden sniff or ravager growl, bats squeaking in the dark. A slime slapping against stone somewhere in the distance. He can even hear the ambient flickering of the countless torches around him, but no freaky voices accompany it.
Tango exhales heavily. It was just the Secret Life server messing with his head, after all. Relieved, he ignites a rocket to take off, whirling through the air in the tight hair-pin turns required to escape from the dungeon’s inner workings. He swoops into his storage room and dives into the bubble-vator, arriving swiftly back in the citadel.
Hopping off the platform and into the air, Tango glides toward his private entrance to the lobby. He needs to go cover up the barrel at the start so he can make a couple changes to the dungeon. Nothing major, maybe just an extra warden or two. Ideas for names are already flashing through his mind. Debating whether to go intimidating or silly, he’s so deep in thought as he passes through the lobby that he almost doesn’t notice it at first. But as he walks past the soul flames, he hears it.
The flicker of a familiar voice- though more haunting, now, almost mournful- whispering in his ears.
Join us. Burn them. Eat them all.
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Having intrusive thoughts related to your alterhuman species sucks. So much. I just want to be happy as a nonhuman. Why must you push these horrible things into my head?
To all alterhumans with intrusive thoughts comfortable with touch, sending hugs. To those that aren’t, sending popcorn.
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moonelnone · 9 months
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Messy comic about his Intrusive thoughts
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ask-the-rag-dolly · 4 months
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Well, look on the bright side! Perhaps the others will be better off with you gone.
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dreamingamongthestars · 4 months
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Let's leave the phrase "letting the 'intrusive thoughts' win" in 2023. Yet another online attempt to appropriate and incorrectly define symptoms experienced by those with OCD and suicidal thoughts. Wanting to do something silly for fun (which is called an IMPULSIVE THOUGHT) is nowhere near the harrowing, real ordeals experienced by people with severe, debilitating mental illness.
This awful trend is "I'm so OCD" all over again and misinforms ppl with undiagnosed OCD/suicidal thoughts as well as the general public. People with real intrusive thoughts will spend their lives hiding in shame and being bullied due to the misunderstanding of what they really are. Lives are ruined by intrusive thoughts and the lack of awareness and empathy surrounding them. Do your research and pls be kind
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sygneth · 10 months
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did you notice how dark it's gotten here?
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bambiraptorx · 5 months
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I've decided that he has intrusive thoughts about eating random poisonous plants lol
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ikamigami · 3 months
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Repeat after me:
Sun killing BM in self-defence isn't the same as him acting on his intrusive thoughts..
Sun shooting BM from barrel is equivalent of someone shooting from a pistol..
Like I bet that most of y'all (including myself) would shoot and not because we're all killers but as a reaction - in self-defence.. and it has nothing to do with having or not having intrusive thoughts..
I will never believe that BM is smart cause if they was, they wouldn't end up dead.. like everyone with ability to think, know that if someone is pointing at you with a gun (or any type of shooting weapon), you should retreat immediately because even if someone doesn't know how to shoot, they may give you a fatal wound..
BM died because they were stupid..
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bunniibpd · 2 years
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intrusive thoughts 1 - me 0
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borderline-culture-is · 3 months
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Suicide tw
BPD culture is having intrusive thoughts about killing yourself by deliberately crashing your car every time you're behind the wheel and still you have to suck it up and drive in situations you know you could kill yourself in so easily
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pluralcultureis · 2 months
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Plural culture is constantly having to question if the voice telling me I should crash my car is an intrusive thought or an alter who has some issues we need to work out
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nwarrior777 · 6 months
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Inside Out 2 slogan is THE WORST movie slogan i've seen. it's not even """just"""offensive it's LITERALLY harmful
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all the disney and all the pixar and all of the employees who made this didn't know that people hearing voices in their head is real thing? they didn't know about intrusive thoughts?
they knew. they knew, and still they thought "saying to people, and children, that voices in the head knows them well, is a good idea!". (it's not). and don't say to me that they didn't think about real people with voices/intrusive thoughts at all. because it's even worse
it's not good idea to say this kind of sh it. the worst thing you can say to person who is hearing voices or having intrusive thoughts is that their thoughts is somehow depict who they truly are.
here is the link to the post about intrusive thoughts - link
it is really good post which can help you if you struggling with intrusive thoughts, i don't know about voices in the head, but i think it's a little similar thing
i can't say better than the picture from that post which is
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The level of ignorance and ableism in that action of disney pixar or who the f is responsible for this is unbelievable. Imagine someone who is hearing voices/having intrusive thoughts but doesn't have access to medic help seeing this. Imagine a kid with this problem seeing this. It's just wild.
i was trying to find the word for discrimination of people who has mental disorders or symptoms and i didn't even found the word which people use in conversations (have you heard of sanism? i am mentally ill person and i didn't). This problem has that level of discourse. Thanks for f kcing help, disney.
I fkcin hate Disney why it's still here can this mammoth shit just d iе already
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