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impostorsshow · 2 months
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Going insane over yhs grian and time travel I've had a daydream for like a year now about the mcc hosting a special event where each team has a younger version of a previous event winner and the MCC deages and hosts a bunch of teens and young adults for a week to y'know make sure a deaged winner isnt too stressed out. And grian is the only winner on his team and although it would be okay to request to be put on a different team, grian assumes he can bullshit his way through whatever time period and that it'd probably pull from when he was on EVO and it wouldn't be an issue but instead it's yhs like a week after taurtis got hit by a car so he's an absolute mess that has been tortured by Sam and you do not have to be around that man much to be traumatized.
Grian is disqualified as soon as they find out he came from a permadeath world, much less had a panic attack over seeing smajor fall from a high place and they call in someone to replace him but it's too late now they have to babysit grian and like 4 other competitors that were just At the Wrong Time. essentially this would just pull from whatever knowledge I have but i am doing a binge of the series with a friend to reset my memory. Mostly, some key moments of this would go as follows [etophobia warning for the next part, or whatever it is the vomit fear thing EDIT CANNABALISM MENTIONED FUCK HOW DID I FORGET THAT]:
Grian covered his mouth, gagging and exiting the room as quickly as he could, turning down the hallway into a darker room and ducking over the trash bin, retching. He heard a sound to his left, and realized whatever room he had sprinted into had Lizzie and Joel in it [idfk], and god throwing up next to two adults was embarrassing. "Sorry."
"Grian! Are you alright? What happened?" Lizzie grabbed a convenient towel and offered it to the younger man, who took it and gratefully wiped his mouth. "Well, uh. Someone brought beef jerky as a gift for everyone and I couldn't stand the smell."
Lizzie and Joel glanced between each other, before Joel asked. "And what's with beef jerky? Are you really that picky of an eater?"
"uh." Apparently the light teasing was either not picked up or directly ignored by Grian, who just stayed quiet for a moment before covering his mouth with the cloth, only barely removing it to speak. "You wouldn't like beef jerky if... someone used it to ..trick you into eating your girlfriend-" and Grian turned and threw up again, hovering over the bin in the silence he created in the room because god that was a gross thought and stop thinking about it your gonna throw up again- Grian threw up again. He was going to need some water after this.
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"Grian, how experienced are you with death? You seem to come from a pretty sheltered homeworld." Gem was walking with Grian, along with Etho to one of the training maps they wanted to show the younger. Something about jumping and swimming?
Grian smiled grimly, trying his best to ignore the thoughts that came up. "Uh, yeah. Very experienced, I wouldn't call my home sheltered in the slightest, it was incredibly dangerous. At least, high school was."
Gem grinned, patting Grains shoulder and Grain tried his best to suppress the shiver that came at the unexpected contact, much less from someone he barely knew. Grian wished he had his best friend here, but he was
"-die alot here." Grian caught the end of Gems sentence, blinking. "Huh? What about death?"
"oh, sorry, I was just saying you'll probably die alot here. It's really easy to fall off of Ace Races map."
"...uh, how far of a fall is it?"
"oh, it's not to the void, don't worry, theres a kill box down there far before you reach the void, don't worry."
"....okay." Grian didn't like the sound of falling, and with how casual Gem was being it couldn't mean actual death. But as far as he had learned from Japan, people would stab each other for fun, and getting a broken leg from a fall did Not sound fun. He would just have to take his time, even if it meant upsetting Sam the people who were teaching him how to compete. Why would the future version of himself risk dying after everything, anyway?
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And other iconic moments such as "Grain is Incredibly Aggressive at Rabbits and Also Deathly Afraid of Them And No One Knows What to Do About It" and "That One Trauma dump about Taurtis Getting Stabbed, Getting Into A Car Accident, And Essentially Dying That Every YHS Fanfic Has" I don't know why I'm advertising it it's just a daydream I can't write because I wouldn't be able to write a good enough variety of characters for MCC of all things
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babyfairy · 4 months
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weekend is here. time for 24/7 intense panic-inducing intrusive thoughts
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cannabiscomrade · 10 months
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hi there, i want to thank you for talking about gastroparesis and sharing your experiences with tube feeding. i may or may not have gastroparesis as well, my gastric emptying test was inconclusive, but my stomach issues are pretty disabling and i have wondered if tube feeding might someday be necessary for me. hearing about your experience makes it a lot less scary sounding! i wonder if you would be comfortable sharing a little more about how tube feeding has improved your health, and impacted your daily life (for better or worse)? are there things you can do now that you couldn’t have done before tube feeding, or vice versa? feel free to take your time answering, or not answer at all if it’s too personal. either way, i appreciate you!
I'd love to talk more about it!
I can empathize with your GES results. They can just end up being just a snapshot of your entire experience, and unfortunately they can just catch you on a "good" day where your emptying times are better. I know some people will intentionally trigger flares to get more accurate numbers on their study.
I'll preface with a little more information about me. I was misdiagnosed for 16 years with Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome and dealt with that and other vague GI diagnoses like GERD and IBS-D episodically and it gradually got worse over time. I was never given a GES until 2022. After I got pregnant and gave birth in 2020 I drifted into this pattern of daily morning vomiting, then I went into a flare last August that I never left. I was diagnosed with gastroparesis in Nov 2022, caught covid for the first time at the end of Nov, and got my tube Jan 2023.
Tube feeding has significantly improved by health. I was slowly dying from starvation ketoacidosis in December 2022. But even when I was eating orally I struggled with severe gastric malabsorption for years and often felt symptoms of malnutrition and saw minor malnutrition on labs and never understood why because I was eating, but because of fatphobia I was never given a GES and I was never taken seriously until I lost a significant amount of weight. In the most severe moments I was having constant diarrhea and vomiting and I've had so many hospitalizations due to dehydration and vomiting alone when I was eating orally.
I'm about 7 months in and I'm getting about 1300-1500ish calories a day, which is not my goal and it needs to be increased. But the difference with it being in my jejunum is that I'm absorbing 100% of those calories and it has helped my energy and my immune system so much. I've been able to significantly slow the weight loss while we investigate the root cause of my gastroparesis, as well as test for intestinal dysmotility. My hair is growing back, my nails are stronger, and I'm having general improvement of my IBS-D.
That being said, being on feeds and fluids, especially continuous feeds, it does impact my lifestyle a lot. I need accommodations at work. I can't let my feeds get over room temp or fluctuate temp too much. When my bags are full and it's in my backpack I'm carrying 2L of liquid and a pump, plus an additional medical bag with supplies. I even have to sleep at an angle to prevent aspiration. And the fun of stoma care. Cats also seem to have a taste for formula and tubing, which has banished my fur children from our bedroom at night. My medical supplies take up half of my dining room. It's certainly a major life change.
But without all of that, I would be dead. For a lot of us, being without alternate nutrition means either death or severe suffering from symptoms of gastroparesis. This is my symptom tracker for vomiting over the past year. You can see the stark difference between July-December and January-now.
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This alone was enough for me to justify for myself that a medical device was necessary. Even without the starvation, I still have two hernias from vomiting and developed chronic gastritis secondary to the GP.
The one thing with tube feeding is that your digestive system is like a muscle. If you don't use it, you lose it. And I've definitely noticed a decline in my capacity to tolerate anything in my stomach for long, even liquids. I'm grieving this and learning how to live with this because there isn't an alternative for me at this moment. I'm still trying, I use the gastric port to drain a lot just to keep what little of my stomach's function it still has.
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gibbearish · 6 months
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exposing myself for googling bj tips bc i think this is extremely funny
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"i'm sorry ur just too hot" "im sorry ur just too hot" "hey dickbag there's been a spill, get the hose"
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thethingything · 19 days
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I find it kind of interesting that we have a couple of delusions (and the hallucinations that come with those) that just kind of involve gruesome stuff happening to us, especially because they weren't as gruesome at first but have gotten more so over time.
the hallucinations are all somatic ones (sensations instead of visuals or audio) but they're stuff like I guess what our brain thinks it would feel like if our organs were decomposing, or being eaten by maggots, or just stuff with a similar vibe to that?
I can put up with it for the most part, but like I did nearly throw up on the bed because of it earlier and I'd really like to not experience that again
#personal#thoughts#🍬 post#emetophobia tw#vent post#<- I guess? I mean it kinda sucks but I'm not that upset about it right now#anyway this is partly from the Cotard's delusion and partly because we also get delusions involving being parasitised#I think they're kind of linked together for us. like there's a similar vibe to them somehow#anyway the Cotard's delusion is like... it flares up every so often and gets really intense#but otherwise it's mostly just there in the background as like ''yeah that's a thing we experience'' but not affecting us that much#it's hard to explain how we usually feel about it when it's not flaring up really intensely#but at the moment it is flaring up so it's like... okay I guess this is what we're doing for the foreseeable future#idk we might just wake up later and be like ''oh never mind'' or it might flare up for a few weeks or whatever#also talking about this is wild because like I've definitely mentioned us having it but I'm still aware that everything says it's super rar#even though we've met multiple other people who have it and we had it for years without knowing it had a name or anything#but I'm still paranoid about getting fakeclaimed because people like to be like ''that's so rare. there's no way you can have that''#like idk what to tell you buddy my brain is convinced that I'm dead and that my organs are decomposing. I'm not happy about it either#being able to double-bookkeep and know we're experiencing a delusion also makes it weirder#because it's like yeah I know it sounds ridiculous and is technically impossible but my brain has decided that none of that matters#and me being like ''well that can't be true'' feels like being in denial so even though I know it's a delusion#a lot of the time it's easier to just lean into it and go ''okay sure I guess I'm dead. who gives a shit''#anyway let's see how I end up feeling after talking about this because either I'll post it and be like ''yeah this is fine''#or I'll get paranoid about being fakeclaimed or people being like ''what the actual fuck'' and end up deleting it
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wormsdyke · 4 months
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i have got to get more interesting about being sad again i’ve been sad but just boring about it for too long i gotta get rocking with dramatic and dubious choices again to make the sadness a more compelling narrative i have got to get disaster high in my car and scream and cry to sad music until i throw up again or what’s even the point <- guy who should go to bed now
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redpearlearring · 1 year
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okay, I can cross "vomiting blood" off the Cdrama experience bucket list
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neurosky · 1 year
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TW: talk of eating disorder (ARFID), mentions of getting sick, hospital mentions
it will always make me angry that ARFID isn't taken seriously. it's just as damaging and upsetting as other eating disorders, yet doctors seem to treat it like less.
I'm recovered now, but I will never forget how much ARFID affected my life.
I had to have lunch aids watch over me during lunch in elementary because my mom was worried. I remember feeling like I was going to pass out and being starving while in line for lunch, but the second I got my food, my appetite disappeared because of how terrified I was that it was going to make me sick.
I remember being in the hospital for ARFID-related stomach issues when I was 9 and repeatedly telling the doctors something was wrong, and being brushed off and sent home after a week. I was too weak and dizzy to walk the entire time, my heart rate was sky high, and my blood pressure was concerningly low. they had to practically force me to eat the hospital food because I was scared it was contaminated.
I remember being so afraid to even drink water because I was worried I would choke on it and it would make me sick. I ate ice instead, for almost a full year or two, until they gave me an IV in the hospital because of dehydration.
I remember sitting in front of my plate during dinner for 3 hours every night because I was afraid to eat my food.
I remember crying at my friend's house with a plate of French toast in front of me because the egg yolks were too yellow. I felt so bad about it.
I remember being in the hospital and having my blood pressure be so low that I couldn't stand up without passing out. the staff had to force me to eat crackers, and drink 3 cups of Gatorade a day. I still can't even look at grape Gatorade the same ever since.
when I was finally put into an eating disorder program after FIFTEEN YEARS of having ARFID, it was life changing. by that time, my entire life had revolved around food, and my fear that it would make me sick. I was extremely unwell, and something had clearly been wrong for a very long time, but no one did anything until that last hospital visit with the grape Gatorade. I'm so disappointed that it took that long to get any sort of treatment.
that eating disorder program saved my life, literally. after five months of treatment, my life had completely changed. I wasn't being controlled by fear and food anymore. I could try new things without breaking down.
ARFID is damaging. it affects every aspect of your life. it's not just "picky eating." it is just as valid as any other eating disorder.
it shouldn't take years to get treatment, and we shouldn't have to explain what our own eating disorder is to a medical professional.
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newwwwusername · 1 year
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Steven Universe - Pearl & Everyone, Pearl/Amethyst - Mental Health Awareness Month Prompt 6 : Phobia
Prompt : Write a fic in which a character has a phobia of the author's choice (canon or not canon) Headcanon : Emetophobic!Pearl
The idea of digesting food normally was already incredibly stressful to Pearl but, when she found out it could come back up the other way, she discovered a whole new world of anxiety she never knew possible.
See, Steven was a very throw up-y kid. He tended to overeat or overwork himself a lot ever since he was little, and this would often lead to him vomiting. The first time it happened around Pearl, her entire body went numb, and she had retreated immediately to her room, leaving a confused Garnet and Amethyst behind to deal with the clean-up.
After that was dealt with, Amethyst went to check on her, and Pearl timidly explained that the sight and sound of Steven's "reverse eating" had made her deeply afraid. Amethyst didn't really understand- She'd actually experienced throwing up numerous times herself from overeating- But she just rubbed Pearl's back and assured her that it was cleaned up and dealt with.
Over the years, Pearl gradually got better and better at handling his somewhat frequent vomiting, opting to panic in her room after the fact instead of immediately fleeing. Still, it was a prevalent issue that everyone had to deal with at one point or another. However, Steven also got smarter with how he treated his body and didn't throw up as much, which was a huge relief to Pearl.
She knew it wasn't normal to react so poorly to something that was (horrifyingly) natural to humans, but she couldn't help it. No matter what she tried, that fear never really went away.
But the other Crystal Gems learned to accommodate to her fear, always having someone check on her if she suddenly fled, checking sites online before showing her a new human film to see if there were any vomiting scenes- Stuff like that.
The fear stayed, but so did her friends and family. Silver linings did exist, and she was pretty goddamn grateful for them.
Do not repost on other sites! If you want to participate in this month's challenge, there are 15 mental illness prompts that you can find here
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macroglossus · 1 year
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having to wait for nausea to subside before taking anti-nausea medication is like. SO awful i wish it came in a patch
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roakkaliha · 2 years
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started thinking abt this again randomly but like, im kinda surprised that the Tumblr User bug-meats Has Piss Kink anon didnt go for the more obvious and upsetting option of emetophilia, bc of how i like drawing gross looking mouths n teeth.
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blastburnt · 1 year
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my cat threw up three times today :( im worried
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magic-can · 2 years
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ugh the Heathens x Stranger Things crossover thing. pukes.
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mylifebeingautistic · 11 days
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anxiety
This weekend was stressful for me.
My parents were going out for a meal with their friends and I was going to be left at home on my own between 5 and 9pm. That shouldn't be too stressful, right?
I have emetophobia, and what that means in these situations is that I can get very worried about feeling ill. It makes this cycle: I feel slightly unwell, I get anxious, the anxiety makes me feel worse, feeling worse makes me more anxious.
I don't really know how to stop the cycle. When I'm around people I trust (there's very few of those), it's usually okay because I know that they will look after me if I am unwell. But when I'm alone, I'm unable to stop the spiral. Maybe I could tell myself that I only feel ill because I'm anxious. But then, my panicky brain thinks, what if it's not just because I'm anxious? And I continue to worry.
So I get worried when I know I'm going to be home alone. Honestly, it makes me hate myself. I'm nineteen, I should be able to cope on my own! Other people my age are living alone at university. Why can't I do it?
I guess what I want to say is: if you're like me, you're not alone. You're not the only one who struggles to be independent. It's okay, and you shouldn't be angry at yourself for being this way. It's okay to take things more slowly than other people do. And it's okay if you never reach the places where other people are.
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I haven’t written like this in literal years, and I know it’s very short and could do with some work, but you have to be really cool and be nice to me about this. Smiles sweely.
But seriously this is really bad it was 2am and I was going a little crazy. And I didn’t look over it. I don’t even know what’s going on TBH.
Jamie wakes up to a strong metallic scent in the crisp morning air. He’s in the woods, and it’s deathly silent, save for the sound of rushing water some distance away. He sits up, his joints creaking from the movement, and stares blankly at the blood trail leading from some bushes toward him. Whatever’s left of the corpse he mauled is over there, and he knows it wasn’t another animal, they smell sweeter.
Typically he tries not to think about it, but… Who were they? Did they have a family? Friends? Did they deserve to die like this?
After a moment of sitting and staring, the pounding in his skull becomes harder to ignore, and he fights to keep down the bile in his throat, only for it all to come up in a red mush.
He could have avoided this if only he paid attention to the time, and now someone is dead.
But grieving for a stranger will never change anything.
Jamie stands with a sigh and rubs his tears away, then begins making his way back home.
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iron-sides · 2 months
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guys i think ive gotten more sad & pathetic over the years bc when i was 16 and throwing up from 4am-3pm my mom would hear it from downstairs (like hear me throwing up it was loud & audible) and be like. "youre driving yourself to school today" and this was happening as recently as junior year of high school she got frustrated with me for being sick the day we needed to do a college visit. anyway today i was sick 00:??-12:?? and not only did she stop by several times to ask if i needed anything and literally go on a fetch quest to get me a water bottle (my standard request bc if theres nothing then she feels helpless and sad and i dont want that for her), a HAIRBAND (i was In the bathroom they were RIGHT THERE i just couldnt get to them) and a blanket (i usually grab towels to keep warm but again couldn't get to em) anyway she not only git me all that she had dad stay home from my sisters college visit. she literally canceled his plane ticket (EXPENSIVE) so he could stay home with me (def the preferred arrangement bc shes prone to feeling awkward and helpless when im sick and ends up hovering whereas my dad just like. brought me a gatorade and was like hey call or text if you need anything im going to grammies to watch the game. if u want food we'll make it happen. anyway all this to day post-burial olive garden ravioli gave me fucking food poisoning or possibly funeral manicotti or funeral midwestern gelatinous marshmallow mystery salad. idk but ive been dozing or throwing up like all day but my dad cut up an apple for me and helped me make a protein shake and im going to sleep now so everythings ok :)
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