#SOCIOPATH IS NOT A FUCKING DIAGNOSIS

[lovestuckyhatemarvel]

Jung Su-Min is one of my favorite pick me girls in media. She's unhinged and so much fun to hate. Park Min-hwan is one of my favorite pathetic douchebag characters and it's hilarious to see him fail so hard. I love to hate them both.

But like fucking stop diagnosing them with things you view as 'bad people' disorders. They're not sociopaths. They're not psychopaths. They're violent misogynists.

#marry my husband #jung su-min #park min-hwan #y'all doing weird armchair diagnosis for any character you don't like as a sociopath got old fucking years ago

[schadenfreudich]

I probably have a personality disorder but also the diagnostic criteria for cluster b personality disorders are fucking bullshit, so like, nah.

#does some of it describe me? absolutely. but i also fucking hate how it's written #like. a lot of that is written like the person is doing that on purpose and not like they have unaddressed issues #like. wow. i fucking wonder why psychopath and sociopath are used to mean 'manipulative monster' #almost like people are being villainized for not responding to trauma in the 'correct way' #also unless i am somehow made the host. i'm not going to influence the front enough for us to ever get diagnosed with that #besides that we technically have a 'mixed personality disorder' that we didn't get explained or even told. and we never gave that letter #to anyone. so it's not like that's on anything else. and it does also very much feel like 'you didn't act like we wanted you to so we gave #you a diagnosis for a non-specific personality disorder. as we also cannot decide which box to shove you into' #like. there very much was no actual diagnostic process or anything. also highly likely at least in part cluster b #mainly because we kind of stopped caring about actually continuing the rehab after the jobcenter decided not to pay for it anymore #also because most people who's rehab there was discontinued had a bpd diagnosis. they couldn't fucking handle anything beyond anxiety and #depression. but also only mild anxiety. like. that was such fucking bullshit #-lutz #anyways. ignore me

[timeisacephalopod]

Armchair diagnosis is a scourge and I say this because zero people diagnose people they like with mental illnesses, and when they diagnose people they hate they're always psycho/sociopaths or narcissists and I am begging people to understand why diagnosing exclusively people you hate with highly stigmatized mental illnesses simply because you don't like them is insanely ableist. If you'd never diagnose someone you love and respect as a narcissist then you shouldn't be throwing that label around as a way to scarlet letter people you don't like- that is not a symptom of mental illness. Not to mention zero people who do this are in any way qualified professionals in the mental health field either.

NDP or being a psycho/sociopath isn't shorthand for "Bad Person Disease" and the sooner people learn that the better.

#winters ramblings #and if you ARE a professional diagnosing random people you dont like online then return your qualifications #because you are sbit at your job and dangerous to your patients acting like that id NEVER accept therapy from someone #who was willing to start handing out diagnosis on TWITTER of all things #but everyone ELSE?? yall really need to stop pretending everyone you hate is a psychopath JUST because you hate them #thats not what a psychopath IS and being a psychopath isnt shorthand for being a bad person #ZERO mental illnesses are 'bad people disease' and everyone who armchair diagnoses people needs that hammered #through their thick fucking skulls because im tired of seeing it. even my mom does this sometimes #and i have to point out that no one in our family is qualified to diagnose anyone with anything and fitting a list of symptoms #on webmd doesnt mean shit and ALSO would you diagnose ME as a psychopath narcissist? no? then dont label anyone ekse like that #because when you do youre saying having those conditions makes you a Bad Person and thats absurd?? #psycho/sociopaths and narcissists arent bad people because they have those conditions. they CAN be bad people of course #but thats not due EXCLUSIVELY to their mental illness wtf stop fucking treating people like this

[fridge-04]

Thinking about the time I responded calmly to a crisis situation and my mum accused me of being a sociopath

#it’s odd #like I agree bestie something is fucked up in my mind and there probably is a diagnosis #but sociopath because I don’t shout and scream and cry when someone gets a boo-boo? #hmmm

[starfishinthedistance]

People need to stop acting like therapists and other mental health professionals all know everything there is to know about psychology and can never be wrong.

First of all, they can be (and many of them are) racist, sexist, ableist, etc either on a conscious or subconscious level. I've seen people say "I was denied an autism diagnosis because my psych didn't believe women could be autistic" and then there's dozens of comments saying "well they're a professional so they're obviously right!!! Just admit you don't have autism!!!" even when the person explicitly said they were denied a diagnosis because of a sexist and inaccurate stereotype.

And also, I guarantee you most psychs are not as educated as you think they are (which plays into the above point, they aren't educated enough so they have these biases). Despite how long they spend in school, they often come out knowing about MAD and GAD (without tangible causes) and CBT, and that's about it. Often times certain disorders get mentioned once for a single paragraph and that's it, and/or taught about incorrectly. I've heard people say that Split was shown as an accurate representation of DID in their psych class. Unless a psych has specialist knowledge in a certain disorder, it's safest to assume they barely know anything about it, unfortunately.

Even when it comes to well known disorders. I'd say most therapist are not trauma informed enough to treat PTSD and C-PTSD. I've had MULTIPLE therapists admit to me that they know barely anything about OCD and I had to explain to them how to treat me. They don't even know about PTSD and OCD, so how they hell do you expect them to know about dissociative and personality disorders???

This is not to say all therapists and mental health professionals are unqualified. This is to say that they have biases and prejudices, and that the psychology training system teaches you about depression and anxiety and not much else. So no, you shouldn't treat them like flawless gods that can never be wrong ever. So yes, sometimes they misdiagnose. Sometimes they fuck up. That DOESN'T mean that the patient is faking. And this ESPECIALLY means you shouldn't believe a therapist's take about a certain disorder just because they're a therapist. For example, all the therapists who are not qualified at all in personality disorders saying shit about "narcissists" and "sociopaths" (especially on social media, because they do that stuff for clout and don't care about facts).

So the bottom line is: stop assuming mental health professionals know everything. And if they don't specialize in a certain disorder, don't take their word as law. You wouldn't take a dentist's opinion on cardiology, don't take a depression/anxiety therapist's opinion on NPD.

#this is a little all over the place lol #rant over #mental illness #mentally ill #mental health #mental health awareness #ableism #psychiatry #psychology #npd #aspd #autism #dissociative identity disorder #osdd #neurodivergent #disabled #ocd #ptsd #cptsd #cluster b #personality disorder #important #mental healthcare system

[pinkandpurple360]

Greetings, I saw one post of yours while browsing the stolas critical tag...

coming from the Ben 10 fandom, YES STOP LISTENING TO SARCASTIC CHORUS.

he perpetuated the lie that Ben himself is a narcissist and sociopath when honestly, he's just good boy. the relationship between Ben and his "endgame girl" is equally as toxic as Stolitz, even if in different ways and he just BRUSHED IT OFF.

that guy, along the many other creators like him, are REALLY good at gaslighting their audience into going "actually this thing is not that bad or THIS character is the one that's actually evil while those that are lashing out at him are the ones in the right" and I HATE it.

I really don’t like how some of these reviewers handle serious topics, it’s like they stop talking about the actual piece of media, only an idealised form of it. What they want the story to be.

Of course he’s the type to throw those heavy words at Ben fucking ten. “Ego problem” is a valid phrase, not applying an expert level diagnosis.

The gaslighting, manipulation, DARVO, victim blaming, is some of the worst I’ve ever seen in an audience. Like ever. Some of the replies to that 60K VIEWS has some of the grossest of this crap I’ve ever seen.

#sarcastic chorus #stolas critical #stolitz critical

[pretty-chaotic-world]

if my BPD can scream

1. I wish i could have a normal love... but no, my brain wants to worship every little detail of you until it drives me insane

2. sorry i pushed you away i felt abandoned and suicidal 

3. I’m sick of going to bed and knowing things won’t be better tomorrow 

4. I'll ask you thousands times if you really love, please don't get annoyed

5. I'll create "drama" and mishaps only to feel like I'm in home

6. i’m afraid that one day my anger will overshadow the little love i still have left for the world

7. I feel numb. No tears, no anger, nothing. Just going through the same day again and again. I would rather just sleep without waking up.

8. I'm so tired of everytime one small argument or inconvenience breaks out I want to end it and self destruct, it's so draining. 

9. I want to stop feeling anything and when i actually don't it breaks my heart but I can't cry it out.

10. "its all in your head" well duh where tf else is it gonna be??? in my fucking kidneys????

11. I am constantly between wanting people to care about me and wanting them not to so I can hurt myself without feeling guilty 

12. Psychiatrist told me there is no cure for bpd and I've to change myself. Well why cant they just let me die then?

13. Until you live with bpd you'll never know what it's like to be too much and not enough at the same time.

14. i know im constantly too much for everyone but sometimes i just want to be enough for someone

15. if he will leave me, my next diagnosis will be of "sociopath"

16. im so jealous of all the people who see him and touch him and talk to him every single day it should be me me me me 

17. oh I got my hair coloured. why? because I can't hurt myself anymore 

18. "you're so distant" because you can't handle my abandonment issues.

19. My younger self disappoint me a lot. like why were you begging people to stay in your life? ohh no worries I know the answer

20. I wanna throw a plate against the wall, stab a knife through my hand, destroy my laptop with a hammer, smash my door in with an axe and spray graffiti all over the walls of my room 

21. Why shouldn’t I be mad? Why can’t I just be angry and be allowed to feel it? Why can’t I burn everything down?

22. I have to watch my mouth every fucking second to make sure I don't destroy every relation I have coz apparently social life matters!!

23. Isnt it fucked up how he got away with every horrible thing he made me experience and I’m the one who has to live with myself feeling absolutely fucking worthless 

24. I don't deserve food and love. im a horrible person.

25. this is how my eating cycle goes

feeling weak coz i haven't ate anything -> eat -> purge -> feeling guilty after purging -> eat more -> feeling guilty after eating so much -> cry coz you don't know what's happening

26. the diagnosis makes me believe I'm not insane just lil emo ig!! NOOOO YOU'RE INSANE

27. “don’t let it bother u” baby i’m gonna be bothered by this for the next 10 years 

28. if I tell you I love you its equivalent to I can kill someone for you

29. Actually upon further inspection that shit really hurt my feelings 

30. I don't dive into insecurity anymore, i drown in self-loathe

31. i shut up in between group convo coz I know I'll talk invaluable shit and nobody really cares what I say until it's psychology class

32. "if you are fully aware of yourself, why do you keep acting like that?" slapping self awareness on top of bpd only grants the ability to watch yourself self-destruct straight from the vip section thats all it does literally

33. “Where do you see yourself in the future” building a cult for mentally ill people 

34. ofc I've a praise kind i was ignored as a child

35. I'm much better than I was before. you know why coz I don't to air now and don't see monsters walking by side all the time

36. No I don't want to self harm anymore I need to kill that fucking monster

37. Don't mind me, I'm just casually sabotaging all my positive relationships with negative delusions because my life doesn't feel real unless something dramatic and destructive is constantly occurring 

38. i don’t care i don’t care i don’t care (im going to sob my fucking eyes out)

39. “Stop making your disorder your personality” I have a fucking personality disorder for god sake

40. turning my mental illnesses into kinks and calling it the BDSM-5 

41. "destroy something precious while you're in rage" ohh yeaa and then I'll do that again and again 

42. what I hate most about my BPD is the fact that I have started doubting every emotion that I’ve ever felt in my life, whether it’s love, my grief through multiple traumas, or my anger, & it’s so saddening. It has actually led me to start questioning my reality.

43. if I need medication to stay alive, am I really meant to be here?

44. it's either be alone without 75% of my symptoms, or be with someone and display the most horrendous unstable awful version of myself. why do i have to choose between love & happiness or peace & stability?

45. That fucking bpd rage where everyone's voices makes you want to scream and every noise around you makes you want to sh and you're so mad you can almost feel the cuts everywhere 

46. getting worked up to the point of becoming physically ill (throwing up/stomach issues etc) because you felt rejected/abandoned by your favourite person  

47. i wish my trauma made me kind as everyone says but i’m becoming what i fear the most- a monster.

48. imagine getting diagnosed with a personality disorder and the only visible representation of that disorder is an animated horse man, a sociopathic sitcom character from philadelphia, and darth vader

#bpd #bpd awareness #personality disorder #borderline personality disorder #mental illness #mental health #mental instability

[monzterzack]

i wanted to add more to that previous post, but a lot of people nowadays dont get what being autistic is like

its like failing every single social interaction, so you learn to copy successful ones from tv or the internet

its having a fucked up understanding of social rules, fucked up in the sense that you don’t seem to understand them until you play them through in your mind over and over again and it finally sets why they make sense

like, dont get me wrong, maybe no one can relate to what im describing, maybe im the only one that relates; but i have to replay scenarios over and over inside my head and through characters and situations to be able to rationalize them outside of “it gives you a higher score in being a good person”

its also a barrier in linguistics, i make up so many words that only make sense to me, i combine words all the time, i used to fail to communicate what i meant, and i got in trouble or upsetted people all around because what i want to convey and what my mouth says are two different things

its also a huge barrier in empathy, i either feel every single emotions or im unnable to relate at all, which sometimes makes me seem like a sociopath

its having insane insomnia fits, making me unnable to sleep, having to work through most days with half my tank in energy

its having an eating disorder because eating makes me feel nice, and since i cant properly regulate my emotions by nature, i end up overeating and making myself sick

its being isolated from most of the world, because you feel like no one gets you, and that you are so fundamentally weird that no one will ever get you

its so much more than just having strong interest!! its so much more complicated!!!

but yeah, i think social media has made it into just a flanderized version of what the experience truly is that most teens cannot differentiate it

and i get the why, society nowadays punishes you brutally for being weird, UNLESS you have a “get out of jail” card

so i do understand why people fixate so much in being diagnosed, because sometimes you might think that having a reason for your weird abnormal behavior will be enough to just indulge in it, without any guilt

let me tell you, it isn’t like that

i didnt asked to be diagnosed, i got refered by my psych after multiple sessions and my meds not working as intended

having the answer as to why im the way i am didn’t fix anything, because at the end of the day you have to find a way to fit inside society or endure eternal loneliness, you cannot force others to let you into their lives just cause you have a disorder

you will always need to be a social person if you want people to socialize with you

sometimes being weird is nice and you should indulge in it as long as you dont hurt anyone else or yourself!! you dont need an excuse, you just need to be strong enough to be weird for the sake of being weird!

im not saying to not get a diagnosis, you should get one if you feel the ACOMODATIONS will benefit you more than the drawbacks of having a diagnosis

i just think we should allow people to not be shamed for just being weird, because then obviously they will hang to anything that might be a useful way to defend themselves from cruelty, be it a diagnosis or something else

anyway, those were just my two cents

#ramble #autism

[humansofnewyork]

(2/13) “My life of crime came to an end in Room 911 of the Philadelphia Lowes Hotel. Room 911. That was the Feds fucking with me. I hadn’t been in the room for 5 minutes when there was a knock on the door. A voice said: ‘Housekeeping.’ But I knew: ‘That’s not fucking housekeeping.’ Nine guys bust in carrying every type of gun known to man. And that was the end. Part of me was glad it was over. I’d become a scumbag. A complete, sociopathic scumbag. But before any of this happened, Johnny Gargano was a pretty good person. I really believe that. Not the most emotional guy. Not the most expressive guy, but certainly not a scumbag. I believed in right and wrong. I’d bring baskets of vegetables to my friends’ mothers. I was a freaking altar boy for ten years. Not saying that means anything, those child molesting fucks. But with all things considered: a pretty good person. Then one afternoon I’m taking a nap on the couch, and there’s a knock on the door. It’s the Fed-Ex guy, with a package from the health insurance company. It says my application for coverage has been denied. Now there were only six reasons you could be denied. The first five were crazy bugs in Africa. I was a farm boy from New Jersey; I’d never been to Africa in my life. So that left the sixth thing: HIV Positive. How did I get it? Some things in life are nobody’s business. Not then, not now. It’s taken me 25 years to even talk about my diagnosis. I come from an old school Italian family where nobody talks about nothing, especially the men. Everything gets swept under the rug. Could all of this been avoided with a conversation? Who knows. But I didn’t know how to have it. I couldn’t handle the stigma. I couldn’t handle the shame.  At the time I had a garden shop, with thirty greenhouses; I left them all behind. I packed up my shit and moved to Philadelphia. This was 1997; there were no miracle drugs back then. I thought 100 percent for sure I was going to die. I didn’t know exactly what was going to happen to me, but I knew it wasn’t going to be pretty. I felt like I’d just been ejected from a roller coaster, and I said: ‘Fuck it. I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want before I hit the ground.”

[blubushie]

Does everyone with ASPD have violent thoughts/urges like what you mentioned?

No.

I've mentioned the diagnostic criteria for ASPD here before, and the trick of the matter is that no one symptom is a requirement for an ASPD diagnosis. You have to tick multiple symptoms from the list to be diagnosed, but ASPD comes with a vast array of combinations for symptoms, and no symptom from the list alone is a requirement for having ASPD.

ASPD and sociopaths are often depicted in media as cruel/sadistic/etc, and while we're statistically more likely to be found guilty of crime and end up in prison, saying "all sociopaths are X" is never correct. We're people too, and highly variable.

My violent thoughts/urges likely aren't even the result of ASPD. Some blame might be placed on the fact that I exhibit the aggressive trait—a diagnostic symptom of ASPD—but it's not responsible for my violent urges/thoughts. That actually is assumed to go to a different disorder every therapist I've had so far suspects I have—OCD. My violent urges/thoughts practically always manifest as intrusive thoughts—something I don't want to have and also don't have the ability to control. My lack of control over them makes them distressing.

It's not a case of "violent sociopath having violent sociopath thoughts", it's a case of "generally nonviolent sociopath having intrusive thoughts what have nothing to do with his sociopathy". Luckily I find that physical and mental exhaustion work well to distract my brain from them. And in the case of the punching bag, sometimes acting out on the violent thoughts in a safe environment makes my brain stop processing it as "something horribly bad" which counteracts the intrusive thought train, since intrusive thoughts are typically distressing because of the content they contain. Basically, the more morally reprehensible the thought is to the person thinking it, the more the brain makes you think that thought. This is why most peoples' intrusive thoughts are physically violent, sexually violent, or involve children.

Luckily for my mental health, mine have only been the former two.

The general intrusive thought train is "If you did X would that be fucked up or what?" I can act on these thoughts safely (by bashing a punching bag) and then positively confirm "Yeah, that'd be fucked up", and my brain usually stops obsessing over it. It also prevents morality loops of "Doesn't this bother you? Doesn't this bother you? You're not reacting. You must be a bad person because you're not reacting. A good person would be horrified" or "If it's so bad why are you thinking about it? Stop thinking about it. You can't stop, so you must be choosing to think about it. You must be a bad person", etc.

TL;DR: No, not every sociopath has violent thoughts, and being violent is not a requirement to be diagnosed with ASPD. My violent thoughts are more likely the result of my suspected OCD than the result of my confirmed ASPD.

#blu whos

[cat-scarr]

Because it’s relevant again, I still stand by what I said about why I liked the way Ben was written in "So Long and Thanks for all the Smoothies." His skepticism is consistent with the fact that he’s learned from trusting too easily in the past (see the early seasons of Alien Force, specifically trusting Darkstar in "All That Glitters" and Simian in "Birds of a Feather") and that being a responsible leader involved taking justified threats seriously. Looking at it from the perspective of someone who already knows that the Annihilarrgh is actually dangerous is missing the fact that it hasn’t been proven to him. The Incurseans were proven as a threat several times, as were the other characters in this episode. Their weapons and technology were proven as threats several times. They were proven to be capable of causing serious damage with no regard for bystander safety or casualties. They could very likely use the thing as leverage to hold hostages or start some other serious conflict, but this tiny non-threating box itself was not immediately an obvious or justifiable threat.

In fact, all Ben was told was that the Annihilarrgh was a fairy tale and apparently the supposed creators of this thing were known to have a dark sense of humor. It could have very well been fake, from his pov.

And if we're going to discuss the writing from a reasonable pov - as in what the writers were actually trying to do - then they definitely weren’t trying to portray him as a "sociopath" in the last scene. They were most likely trying to end the episode relatively light hearted because of network demands or censorship. If you were actually dealing with a sociopath, you likely wouldn’t know because the point is that they mimic the appropriate social response in order to blend in. Like why the fuck does no one know the most fundamental aspect of the diagnosis they’re throwing around.

#hi fandom I'm back to fight #I think the only thing I won't defend is allowing the universe to get destroyed as if he didn't have to power to stop it #there didn't really NEED to be a complicated explanation for the changes within the show #literally Ben 10 is not the only franchise with multiple installments in different art styles #so long and thanks for all the smoothies #ben 10 omniverse #ben 10 #analysis files

[whysoseven]

Hey saw your post about your sociopathy diagnosis, and I have a question! How come you want to do good things for other people, be compassionate, uplift people, etc? What is it that makes you want to do that if you don’t experience empathy, and aren’t doing it to prevent the negative emotions you’d experience from seeing someone else hurt or having a hard time? Serious question

Alright so here we go! Genuine question gets a genuine answer. But before anything, this needs cleared up again for this ask.

Sociopathy is NOT a diagnosis.

Most people nowadays that identify with "sociopath" are low/no empathy and/or ASPD who are reclaiming the term, partially because it's easier to explain to people, and partially because we can. In this instance, I'm using it specifically to keep my exact diagnosis off the internet. I let one of them slip literally one time in obscure tags and immediately got fake claimed, and with how people have been behaving with that post I made (not you, anon, you're fine) I'm even more resistant to telling anyone exactly what my list of diagnoses is. So, not going to get into the exact disorders, but not having empathy is one of my more serious symptoms so well roll with that.

To answer your question, there are a lot of things that drive me! How I am perceived by others can be important to me, especially because if you're an absolute ass to everyone all of the time life gets very hard very fast. When you show even the barest amount of decency, people are so so nice to you and it makes life so easy. So, I'm nice to people! I try to uplift my coworkers and they uplift me back. I spot someone on a lunch, they might spot me later. I do extra favors, they do favors for me. It's a give and take, just like it is for everyone else, I'm just more aware of it because I have to be. Someone could argue that it's for personal gain, and yeah I guess, but so is fucking someone over to benefit myself. I just make the conscious choice to do one instead of the other.

One of the other things that motivates me is my own sense of self. I'm a pretty big believer in that you should be the person you want to be. Do you want to be a crazy person who lives on the corner and knits while screaming at people from their porch? Then do it! Do you want to be that one weird person on campus that always has a giant pencil? What's stopping you? Do you want to be known as reliable? Then be reliable! Me? I want to be nice! Being "kind" is important to my sense of self. I like kind people, and I want to be like them. I like the lives that they lead, I like the way people react to them, I like how people view them and care about them, and so I decided that that was who I wanted to be. And honestly? So far so good! I'm in a low tier management position with a team that I adore, and my team helps me out on the regular even when they don't have to, I have friends that shower me in gifts and affection, I have people that look out for me and go out of their way to make sure I'm doing okay, and all it costs me is some of my time and patience. I mean, yeah, sometimes it's hard, and sometimes I fuck it up because there are things I can't make myself understand, but it can be hard sometimes for everyone. I think it's the effort that's important.

#seven speaks #anon

[meow-ball]

3/6/24

I got diagnosed with Bipolar 2. which leaves me with the, rather impressive, dual diagnosis of both Borderline and Bipolar. At this point, the rest of my life seems bleak. I know it's important to overcome the stigma that I AM my diagnosis, however I am looking down the barrel of the two deadliest and chronic disorders. Does not leave a lot of room for positivity.

I spent my childhood being ridiculed for my attention seeking behavior, one of today's biggest insecurities, and I often find myself asking if im doing this for attention too. How much of this is performative and am I talking myself into episodes. Am I making myself cry and hyperventilate. Am I making myself hurt myself and drive my car off the road. Am I making myself not be able to get out of bed or eat. Am I doing this to myself.

This is a very genuine question I ask myself. Logically, of course a human would not inflict this much pain on themselves and quite honestly I'm not sure I have the willpower to have committed to this ruse for this long. But on the other, far less logically driven, hand: I hate myself. Plain and simple, short and sweet. I just hate myself. So of course I deserve all this self imposed torture. But then again, that brings me to a strange cycle of feeling this is attention seeking, hating myself for those behaviors, and then I continue the sabotage.

I feel like a strange leech in my own head. Like I'm not the one running the show, I just occasionally check back in before months of auto pilot. But at the same time I feel in control of almost everything. I think that's the appeal of mania for me, I am out of control. I dont like being in control, I'm not a control freak or some sociopathic person who enjoys exerting that control. I was never leading group projects in school, I have never been highly schedule oriented or kept on a particularly tight leash. I just Am. I am.

So actually that paragraph is bullshit because I am so frequently disassociated that it should be impossible for me to be in control of anything. I think one of my greatest talents is lying to myself. Im not sure theres anything I couldn't convince myself of. I am a firm believer in the nuture aspect of nature VS nurture (ironic because my disorder is genetically imposed). Nurture in the sense that if I repeat it enough, say it to myself and others, change and tweak my life enough so that it fits and works, I will just Be. This brings me to the other pressing question of: Who the fuck am I and what the fuck am I doing. I have thousands of answers to this question.

I am quiet and shy, yet smart and unexpectedly ambitious.

I am lively, charming and attractive.

I am a failure, a college drop out, unemployed with no life skills or aspirations.

I am a naturally inclined artist with enough to say that I would never hit a creative drought.

I am a drug addicted young adult, a victim of the system.

I am a supremely talented musician who spent 10 years training at the professional level on multiple instruments.

I am a burnout.

I am Bipolar.

I am Borderline.

I am scared of being alone.

I love being alone.

#bpd #dogs #bipolor #vent #god fucking forbid i tag this enough that someone sees

[hecatemoon87]

This is Part 1 of an off the cuff miniseries. This was inspired by Tumblr's official Tom Hardy Aficionado @potter-solomons !! A fringe character, named Pierre Jackson, was played by Tom in the movie WAZ aka The Killing the Game. I have not seen it except for clips, but his character is very crazy, very aggressive and as Tom put it in an interview, a nutter. And because I am a MAJOR Freddie fan, and because Pierre's last name is Jackson, I went down the AU rabbit hole. Anyways, please enjoy.

Session 1

Date: February 3rd, 2022

Patient Name: Pierre Jackson 

Gender: Male

Age: 30

General Diagnosis: Sociopathic tendencies, further psycho analysis required.

Purpose of Visit: Court ordered

Psychiatrist: Elizabeth Corbyn

Pierre Jackson sat across from a beautiful, bespectacled raven haired, red lipped, curvy goddess in a quaint room with calming blue walls and green potted plants. He sat in a cushioned chair chewing on a toothpick.

“So, Mr. Jackson,” she said, opening a notebook and crossing her legs. Pierre’s eyes drifted down to her legs, thinking about how pretty they’d be wrapped around his waist. “This is your first session, so I’d like to set up some goals and expectations.”

Pierre glanced up and removed the toothpick from his mouth. “Goals and expectations, what the fuck does that mean?” 

“Well, we need to prove to the court you’re trying to rehabilitate yourself. I’ll need to show your progress through a kind of measurement. A goal could be, I don’t know, it could be that you want to stop drug use. An expectation is something I will expect of you during and after each session,” Elizabeth said. 

“Yeah, I don’t wanna do that,” he said, placing the toothpick back into his mouth. 

“Mr. Jackson, you can sit here with me and attempt to become a functioning member of society, or you can go to prison for five to ten years. Your twin brother, Freddie, had his first session yesterday and he’s made an attempt. You can at least do the same. Now, maybe we can start with your childhood,” she said, clicking her pen. 

“Maybe I’ll open up if you tell me something about yourself, baby,” he said, his dark blue eyes drilling into her. 

She shifted slightly in the chair, then scribbled something into her notebook. 

“What did you just write?” he asked. 

“It’s just part of the process. Fine, I’ll tell you something about myself,” she said. 

“You single?” he asked. 

“Um, yes, I am,” she said. 

Pierre growled with approval and chewed a bit more intensly on his toothpick. 

“What about you? Are you in a relationship?” 

“Nah, I don’t let any bitch tie me down,” he said. 

She frowned. It was a pretty frown though and only stoked the fire between his loins further.

“Perhaps we can discuss how you view women. You clearly don’t have a very nice perception of females,” she said, pushing her glasses up on the bridge of her nose. 

He liked how she looked like a sexy librarian, a flood of sexual fantasy began to fill his mind. 

“I like women. And if they’re fine, even better. Like you,” he said. 

“Mr. Jackson, liking women and respecting women are two different things,” she said, holding him in a firm stare.

“Oh, come on, girl. I respect women, but sometimes I just wanna rail a sexy bitch, you know what I mean?” he said, grinning. 

Pierre was very good at reading people. He and his brother, Freddie, were actually very good judges of character. They knew who they could manipulate, who they should stay clear of and who they could trust.

He could see her cheeks turning a rosy pink as he talked. He would push his limits with this woman. He was interested in testing her mettle. Something in his predator mind was signaling that this woman liked dangerous men. 

“Maybe we should start with a goal, hmmm? What do you want to achieve from these sessions, Pierre?” she asked. 

He liked how she finally said his name. His focus was on her lips, and he was thinking of all the devilish things he wanted her succulent little mouth to do for him. 

“I dunno, stay out of prison,” he said, again extracting the toothpick. 

“Of course, and I hope we can achieve that. But is there anything else you want to work on? Perhaps your attitude towards women? Society?” she offered. 

“Yeah, sure, whatever,” he said, uninterestedly. 

Elizabeth sighed and closed her notebook. She stood up and walked over to her desk. She wore high heels, a tight black skirt and a pretty red blouse. His eyes immediately went to her ass as she walked by him. 

“Mr. Jackson, I think I’m going to set up the same treatment for you as I did your brother,” she said, opening a drawer and extracting a prescription pad. 

“You mean stopping the fun drugs and starting the nutter drugs, yeah?” he said, annoyed she had returned to calling him Mr. Jackson. 

“They aren’t nutter drugs, it’s medication to assist in your rehabilitation,” she said, scribbling on the pad. “I will be giving you a weekly drug test as well. The court has clearly stated that if you test positive you will serve your court ordered psych evaluation in jail.”

“Yeah, I heard the fucking judge. Got it.” he said, standing up. He walked over to the desk as she tore the paper from the pad. As she handed it to him, he skimmed a finger over her hand causing her to pull her hand back in shock. 

He could see her eyes transition from fear to curiosity. She brushed a lock of hair behind her ear and glanced away from him. 

“Um, so, get that filled and begin taking it as I’ve prescribed. I’ll see you back here in a week,” she said. 

“A week, yeah. See ya later, baby,” he said, giving her a long stare and then turning toward the door. 

Once Pierre left, Elizabeth exhaled deeply. She needed to get a grip, because her interaction with Freddie Jackson had also left her flustered. Both men were stubborn and dangerous.

Out of the twins, Freddie seemed more controlled while Pierre was a bit more unpredictable. Nonetheless, something about them was highly alluring. She honestly had never felt this way with any of her male patients, she kept it strictly professional, but something about these twins was gnawing at her willpower. 

She joking told herself she was developing a complex, something she coined "The Jackson Complex."

#Pierre Jackson #freddie jackson #waz #the killing game #the take #tom hardy #tom hardy fanfic #tom hardy fanfiction #tom hardy smut #tom hardy fan fic

[seamandtcaskblog]

While I wait for asks, here are some incorrect quotes!

Seam: I never understood why people cared so much about their dumb friends until I got a dumb friend myself. Seam: *Picks up Tree-Cat* Seam: I’ve only befriended Tree-Cat for a day and a half, but if anything happened to them I would kill everyone in this room and then my self. Tree-Cat: What's this? Seam, hugging Tree-Cat: Affection! Tree-Cat: Disgusting. Tree-Cat: …Do it again. Tree-Cat: "Go hang a salami" backwards is "I'm a lasagna hog". Seam: How did either of those sentences occur naturally for you to discover this? Seam: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail. Tree-Cat: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station. Seam: Ha! Don't you know the trappers trap can trap the trapper? Seam: I must be losing it, I'm quoting Tree. Tree-Cat: A banker? Me? Seam: Yes, Tree. Tree-Cat: But I don’t know anything about running a bank! Seam: Good. No preconceived ideas. Tree-Cat: I’ve robbed banks! Seam: Capital! Just reverse your thinking. The money should be on the inside. Tree-Cat: This is Seam, they’re… not my assistant, some other word. Seam: I’m their carer. Tree-Cat: Yeah, my carer. They care so I don’t have to. Tree-Cat: Why's it called an oven when you of in the cold food and you of out hot eat the food? Seam: …What??? Seam: Why would you think any of this was a good idea? Tree-Cat: Probably because I’m a dangerous sociopath with a long history of violence. Seam: Tree-Cat: I don’t know how you keep forgetting this. Tree-Cat: When I first got my ADHD diagnosis, my first thought was “woah… it’s canon” and I think that maybe thoughts like that is why Seam made me get tested. *Seam and Tree-Cat looking at a locked gate into a park* Seam: Aw. :( Tree-Cat: You know what they say. Seam: Please don’t- Tree-Cat: BE GAY DO CRIME! *hops gate* Seam: Frick-Seam: *looks over Tree-Cat’s shoulder at their laptop* What the fuck? Tree-Cat: *slams screen shut* It’s just research! For something I’m writing about! I swear that’s it! Seam: Why the hell would that involve the breeding habits of frogs? Tree-Cat: It’s not just “frogs”, it’s the Surinam Toad. And it’s not “breeding habits”, it’s how they raise their young. This is important information my audience needs to know! Seam: That doesn’t change the fact this is for one line in a fanfiction. Tree-Cat, offendedly: You don’t know that! Seam: I hear no denial. Seam: You know what’s funny about Tree-Cat? They’re my best friend, and anyone who’d hurt them is someone I’d murder, probably. Tree-Cat: Surgery is basically just stabbing someone to life. Seam: Please never become a surgeon. Tree-Cat: Good morning. As you begin your day, remember that violence is always an option and often the answer. Seam: Tree-Cat: Seam: …Please, go back to bed.

Generator I used here

#incorrect quotes #deltarune #seam deltarune #seam #deltarune oc

[kidical]

overall if you see any online psychology videos please take a gander and check how many of their videos are on hot-button topics such as: psychopathy, sociopathy, ASPD (anti-social personality disorder), schizophrenia, narcissism and pathological/compulsive lying

if you spot a lot of them well chances are theyre interested in the ~dark twisted~ side of psychology rather than the study of the brain and are therefore a pause button away from demonizing aforementioned disorders. psychologists also do not fucking use the terms ‘sociopath’ and ‘psychopath’ theyre not clinical diagnosis’ and you cannot get diagnosed as one or the other because theyre terms used to define personality structures and not a disorder and any video on youtube that acts like it is are likely just the bitches who want to become nurses except they were too squeamish so they went the Craaazyy Psychopathhhh route instead (see: that one ‘’therapist’’ shane dawson kept using in his videos who gave fake ass information that opened the gates for Further Demonization and was also just there to diagnose jake paul with psychopathy?????? AGAIN NOT A THING.) i hate pop psychology