lol i was just thinkin and i realized the phenomenon from my fic of running away from home and getting barfy in some grocery store parking lot happens way WAY more than i think just in varying context
I haven’t really explained it very clearly, it’s only mentioned in This piece thus far so here’s a quick run down
I still haven’t entirely worked out how Everett came into contact with his owner, but basically the deal was, he did the fighting dog thing and whenever he won and his owner got money from his winning, part of the money would go back to Eli.
Everett had been struggling to hold a job for a while at the point he agreed to this, their mom was in the hospital and he’d always been determined to give Eli everything he could, he wanted him to be able to focus on school and pursuing his dream career rather than worrying about their financial troubles so to him, this was an amazing opportunity.
His owner was different than the typical sadistic owner, and I feel like there would be a whole sub group of these people who enjoy the fights and want a dog to throw into them, but “compensate” them for their work somehow, be that paying them directly, paying their family, or providing some other service or reward for them. Everett’s owner didn’t punish him for lost fights, he never heavily dehumanized him, he gave him a place to stay, he made sure he was fed and got necessary medical attention. Everett was allowed to talk to Eli and their mother as much as he wanted, he was allowed to take breaks to go home and visit them, all his owner asked was that he didn’t disclose too much information about his new “job”. He was also free to back out at any time, since really he would be the only one losing out on something.
He had planned to do this for as long as he could, he wanted to be able to support his family, and his death was a really, really unfortunate accident.
trauma discourse is especially annoying and tiring on the internet because you only ever have people acting like being traumatised is this little club only some people should have access to OR people who invalidate most experiences as not traumatic enough and make jokes like “my parents yelled at me once #daddy issues”
and it’s because very few medical and mental health professionals even are actually trauma-informed and we live in a culture of never letting yourself experience things and say “you know that was actually really bad and affected me a lot”. trauma is NOT an event, it’s how you, your body and mind, respond to an event. if your parents had a divorce, if you moved a lot, if someone close to you died, if you had a really bad workplace, if you had bad falling outs with friends - it doesn’t matter whether other people would perceive those things as bad, it matters how YOU at the time perceived it
the reason it feels like everyone has trauma now is because we are actually slowly becoming more trauma-informed and truth is, most people have experienced some sort of trauma. traumatised people raise other traumatised people - but we never raise people who have resources that would allow them to cope with those traumatic experiences
Please tell us Frank
Here’s a story about my dad and the ocean:
One winter day in high school I think, my dad was out walking our puggle, and they had just walked down to the ocean when they noticed this — this enormous blue-and-orange-striped US Airways jet, and it was flying really low.
“Oh, it’s an emergency!” my dad, who was always very enthusiastic about his pets, said. It was the pilot — he could hear this very excited voice over the plane’s PA system talking to the pilot.
“We’re being pulled toward the Earth’s center of mass! The building next door has collapsed!!”
So dad turned to me and said with a big smile on his face, “You know, you’ve always wondered why the building next door collapsed. It’s for this very reason.”
“Cool,” I said, having long ago outgrown my interest in aeronautical engineering. The plane then began to accelerate, and it took off. As I looked out the window at its progress, I exclaimed:
“Haha, there he is!”
My father, slightly confused, said, “Who is he?”
“He’s just a pilot, sir. Usually they fly over something and he goes, ‘that’ll do!’
"Anyway, he’s flying this one low over the ocean right now!”
“It’s really cool! Look at that, next to the skyscrapers, right in the center of the big ol’ city!”
I looked out our bedroom window at that day’s Pacific Sun newspaper, which showed the plane in the center of a large red 'X.’ To my younger self, the idea of 'X’s’ evoking a feeling of danger made perfect sense, as this kind of pilot is always flying in a direction that is always more or less directly under the center of gravity of whatever he’s flying.
“It’s so cool what this guy pilots his plane!” I told him. “He went to school to become a pilot, but he ended up doing space research instead, so he’s living now on a space station, just thinking up new ways to crash the plane into the building.”
“Yeah, I heard that from the pilot’s wife. If only that pilot had looked out those window a bit further, she told me, he would have seen the big X there, and he would have never have ended up on the space station but for that one window.”
We both chuckled, and then my father said, “And look, son, it really looks like you’re having a good day, so why don’t we drive over to the supermarket so we can grab some lunch?”
I don’t recall any details of this story and the specific sequence of events is a little confused, but I do think about it every now and then, and there are some very strange things about this that are hard for me to put into words
Sometimes you’re a 33 year old adult and still have to tell your parents you’re writing “character studies” rather than admit you’re writing fanfic on holiday
Remembering last year when predestination came up in class and a dude was like, that makes no sense, if you have no control about where you are going to end up, why would you lead a good life, because in the end you have no control over it, and I was sitting there like, you’re asking the questions six year old me was already thinking about
haha so my family is renting a house while my parents build their new house, and we’re very concerned that there are listening devices/cameras somewhere… yay!
it’s a really nice house, so I get why the landlord would want to make sure it’s not getting damaged… but also wtf??
there have been 2 instances that have made us think this. the first one could have been a coincidence, but the second one was kind of sketchy. but apparently my dad had some connection to a guy in the fbi, and he’s coming to check our entire house this afternoon :)
….so that fun
Being a Supernatural fan is so damn frustrating, bc it doesn’t matter how much you love the show and its characters and its plot ideas, you’ll have to admit at some point that it is a bad show and that it’ll never get any better
Sam’s little story with Amy the kitsune was actually sooooooo cute seriously FUCK Dean for killing her. Genuinely upset rn
“my child is fine” your child is murmuring
I didn’t MEAN to permanently etch the history and lore of middle-earth onto my brain, it just happened ok
sometimes eldest sibling trauma shit makes me feel guilt abt being the youngest sibling they had to look after.
just dont give adult responsibilities to your children at the cost of their childhoods, fucks sakes.
hmmm thinking about the vina death made me think about the alphonse death made me go back to the scene with auberon and cerise at the campfire that night. fucking HATE it here <3
idk if this is Little Baby Discourse that we’ve already been over but as someone whose family was directly and irreparably affected by predatory child welfare services under a colonial government I find those modern au takes where it’s like ‘the Greyjoys are an ignorant low income family and they live in a trailer and the Starks notice immediately that Theon is malnourished so they take him in and everything works out the end’ to be uhhhhh questionable like why is Unhealthy Dynamic synonymous with Poor and what is so attractive about the canonical Child Removed From Their Culture And Homeland being translated into Poor Child Leaves Bad Hick Family To Be With Nice Upper Middle Class Family ???
Every episode of Nikki Alexander - True Love Waits
“I want you to be as brave as you can.”
They didn’t mean to develop such a strange relationship but early on they both had their limits. Cain didn’t want to risk Zander dying, he got way too attached to him the moment he realized he couldn’t leave, and no matter what Cain had done to him, Zander still knew he didn’t deserve to be treated that way by his own father
Yknow sometimes I think some of yall really need to learn how to separate an actor/creator/ect from their specific works