Does anyone else hesitate to reblog because of the usual childhood traumas, or is that just me?
After decades of conditioning to not engage unless I was 105% sure someone wanted me to interact (or be mocked, called "annoying," etc.), I'm so used to quietly leaving likes and moving on that the idea of reblogging is still a little terrifying.
Like, this shit still happens on Facebook. With people I know. Let alone strangers.
So it's really, really okay to just reblog? I know the logical answer, but the conditioning is SCREAMING.
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Hey. Listen. II fandom. Look at me RIGHT NOW.
Just because you hate a character, that won't mean that you can ignore their growth and arcs, and deny that they had any of those in the story, or actually changed in the end. You are allowed to not like a character, but denying that they did get better/denying their arc is bullshit, and ultimately not really getting that the point of the story is changing to be better, or losing yourself in your own misery. ESPECIALLY with characters that thought that what they were doing was okay because of UNDERSTANDABLE REASONS and got to understand that they were wrong, and wanted to fix that.
AND ALSO.
Just because you like a character, it doesn't mean that their actions are immediately justified/or that they were just misunderstood, they still did do all of that shit and portraying them as innocent or well intentionated, and missing the whole point of a character in the process, doesn't help either. MUCH LESS when the character in question was fully aware of what they were doing too, saying that "they didn't mean it" or anything is not getting the point
Go big or go home.
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It's really odd to realize that the passivity I hold toward my own self-destruction isn't, as I thought it to be, ingrained into my soul and fate itself, but it's a product of outside forces which themselves were passive toward my destruction. It's odd, because I accepted that my self-destruction was an inevitable consequence of me being alive, being myself, and I never once questioned that because it was reinforced by outside forces. I accepted this "fact," and then engaged in self-destruction even after I was freed from the abusive situations I was in, and it feels almost... sacrilegious to rebel against the "truth."
The passivity you hold toward your own self-destruction is not, in fact, ingrained, staining your very soul. It is not fated that you are to "deserve" harsh, unfair, and cruel treatment, and it is not a natural consequence of you being you. You deserve so much.
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I love Springy I'm going to throw them against the wall and maul him like a dog
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there are a lot of reasons i think pericles is really slept on as one of the most tragic characters in sdmi, and they start with how easy it is to connect the dots that he took a mind-destroying curse full to the face as an infant. one that breaks adult humans and renders them unrecognizable, when pericles was not only a baby but is from a species that is explicitly much more vulnerable to it. right from the beginning of his life the entity obliterated his sense of self so thoroughly that there's not even a version of him who shows up in the Sitting Room.
fuck, man.
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Maybe Van Helsing should have revealed the truth to Jack the way Mina revealed the truth to Jonathan: make him supper first. She also probably didn't thrust the telegram into his face.
I respect this, and I certainly agree that a more gradual method of revealing the truth to Jack would have been better. However I also don't think that (a) van Helsing is capable of smoothly turning the post-dinner conversation to "so you know the woman you love who died very recently, I think she's a creature of the night", or (b) Jack would have taken it any better if it were delicately brought up after a nice meal.
The man was so miserable and is repeatedly so envious of others being comforted, I kind of feel like he would interpret the whole meal/gentle introduction of the topic of Lucy as an effort from someone to take care of him and just break down. Van Helsing gets as far as a soft "It's been a few days since the funeral of Miss Lucy," and Jack, who has a glass of alcohol in hand, a belly full of good food, has been enjoying someone seeking out his company after he has been isolating himself miserably in work, who feels like he doesn't have a right to ask for comfort for multiple reasons but who is very frayed at always trying to be the one to offer it and wants it so badly for himself - Jack starts crying hard.
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i don't see enough people talking about that feeling when you see someone you knew once pop up on your social media. especially if it's someone who unknowingly contributed to who you are as a person now, if at their own cost.
what would they think of you now? would they like the person you became? is reaching out again a good idea? none of that matters. life went on for them, just like it went on for you. chances are, they don't even think about you anymore.
it's insane how someone could be of monumental importance to your life, but to them you could be merely a fleeting moment of little consequence in theirs. and, sadly, sometimes that's for the better, I think.
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🐰 🐝 💗
🐰- do you believe in soulmates?
the way i was actually hoping id get this question. i have thought about this so much in say, hey, the last year and a half, and i’ve decided yes. i do believe in soulmates. platonic or romantic - i don’t think it even matters. people who feel like they were meant to be in your life no matter what, and who understand you on another level, id like to think it’s something cosmic.
🐝- describe your aesthetic in emojis
🖤
💗 - who do you miss?
listen, i miss so, so many people. i basically spend my life missing people. and i fear i am stating the obvious here, but… you and lizzy. like all day every day i miss you guys sm. i also miss my best friend in my hometown because life hasn’t allowed us to sync up lately. and last night i had a dream about a really important person to me and i haven’t seen or talked to him in so long and i miss him all of the fucking time. (he is supposed to text me soon but like… here i am… still waiting 😭)
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Listening to Jon Ronson's podcast series on the 'culture wars' that ignited during the pandemic, and it had a very interesting insight on what makes people so vehemently convinced of their conspiracy theory beliefs- if it mixes with personal grievances it can become incredibly strong for that person individually. Example given was Judy Mikovits, a scientist who fell into conspiracy thinking after her research into potential viral causes of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome was discredited in 2011. Those speaking on the podcast who knew her work believe Mikovits made an honest mistake caused by contaminated lab equipment. And from the interview with her, it was clear she feels very strongly about finding something that can help sufferers of CFS. So there's the powerful emotional aspect of her being unable to accept her own failure to do that.
For my dad, it was the fact that his mother, my grandmother, who is in her 90s and had been living alone in good physical and mental health, began to show symptoms of cognitive decline early in lockdown when she could no longer meet her friends and socialise. She's now in a dementia home. And she is very elderly so you could say that she might have developed dementia anyway, but my dad who was visiting her regularly saw it happening in real time and made the direct connection to lockdown. That started him off with the emotional bias against lockdown. (Also he hated masks because he's extremely short sighted and was sick of them fogging his glasses- I feel like there were probably solutions to that one that he didn't try though, as a fellow glasses wearer.)
I've ranted before about people trying to give smart insights on susceptable groups (the old 'did you know left wing people can fall for conspiracy theories?? And intelligent people??' ones who tell on themselves by revealing they think this is somehow about intelligence level). This is the first time I've seen someone make the connection to an individual emotional upheaval. I think it's very good insight. We sort of knew that what happened with his mother was connected to his views on the pandemic in some way, but this was somewhat of a lightbulb moment for me.
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if there's a good chance people will get called slurs or cyberstalked etc after commenting on your video or whatever content, your account is not safe.
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My sister-in-law frustrates me to no end even though we barely ever interact because she keeps inviting my partner to parties with her Christian Republican friends, even though my partner told her not to send an invite to us if those friends will be there. And even though my sister-in-law is bisexual!!
And then she turns around and complains about not knowing how to deal with her friends saying, like, horrible sexist stuff as though that is just some natural unavoidable quirk of having friends!
Like, these Christian Republicans she has befriended don't seem to be kind - they're not even nice a lot of the time! They don't make for good friends, and she doesn't seem happy or supported in relation to them. In fact, she basically only ever talks about how her friends and/or current boyfriend are making her unhappy!
Because here's the thing: The effect of prioritizing 'including your Trump-supporter friends at your parties' over 'being invested in creating a safe space for marginalized people in your home', is that people who DO care about creating those safe spaces... won't wanna hang out with you! Because if you invite both cats and mice to your table equally, only the cats will show!
She's so afraid of losing the shitty friends she has now that she allows them to act as barriers to accessing friends who are invested in her wellbeing in a capitalistic hellscape!
It makes me sad because she's basically trapped herself, and there's nothing I can do to offer help without either compromising my morals or making my partner's life way harder by starting shit with her family.
Like, I consider myself a good friend, yeah? I try really really hard to be one, and it matters to me immensely. I am ride-or-die for the folks I love, and I am invested in being open and vulnerable and radically safe to be around when it comes to building strong friendships that are mutually fulfilling. I have a unique talent for validating people that I have honed for years because I genuinely want to make sure people feel safe and loved and seen.
And if my sister-in-law and I were friends, I could give all of that to her. I would strive to be an example of what it looks like when someone decides to care about you and treat you right on purpose, without expecting anything in return but your mutual respect. She would be family. She would be [Queer] Family. I would see to it that she knew she could call on me when she needed a friend.
But like.
This asshole has invited me to hang out with Trump supporters on multiple occasions.
We ain't gonna be friends.
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While Wukong is free of the circlet, he actually has it in his possession — though it is hidden away in a secure location and he keeps it a secret that he does not share with others. The reason? He has used it on himself, especially when he feels he’s severely messed up or feels he deserves the punishment for whatever he’s done.
Fortunately due to his enlightenment and such, wearing it isn’t permanent and him or another can easily remove it from his head.
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my mind is so funny for making me relive my worst nightmares and memories everytime I go to sleep
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Thinking about a sadistic dom telling me where to cut and jerking off to me actually doing it
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I have some thoughts about Angels Fly
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