hey btw if you're in the USA at 2:20 p.m. ET on Wednesday, Oct. 4, they're testing the emergency broadcast system. your phone is probably going to make a really loud noise, even if it's on silent. there's a backup date on the 11th if they need to postpone it.
if you're not in a safe situation and have an extra phone, you should turn that phone completely off beforehand.
additionally, if you're like me, and are easily startled; i recommend treating it like a party. have a countdown or something. be surrounded by your loved ones. take the actions you personally need to take to make yourself safe.
i have already seen mockery towards any person who feels nervous about this. for the record, it completely, completely valid to have "emergency broadcast sounds" be an anxiety trigger. do not let other people make fun of you for that. emergency sounds are legitimately engineered to make us take action; those of us with high levels of anxiety and/or neurodivergence are already pre-disposed to have a Bad Time. sometimes it is best to acknowledge that the situation will be triggering for some, and to prepare for that; rather than just saying "well that's stupid, it's just a test."
"loud scary sound time" isn't like, my favorite thing, but we can at least try to prevent some additional anxiety by preparing for it. maybe get yourself a cake? noise cancelling headphones? the new hozier album? whatever helps. love u, hope you're okay. we are gonna ride it out together.
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It's weird how people paint "daddy issues" and even "mommy issues" as, like, a joke or a failure on part of the person who has those issues, rather than recognizing that daddy and mommy issues stem, for so many people, from abuse. What this all is is just abuse apologia, and nobody seems to either notice or maybe even care.
When somebody with daddy or mommy issues opens up about the "why," I can't ever seem to shake the fact that they tend to have gone through a ton of abuse and bullshit as a child. It's just crazy that other people would look at that and see a joke or a failure of the once-child who was abused.
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abusive parents: make your reality unsurvivable to the point where you have to withdraw into your own mind and live in a fantasy world in your head in order to make it thru
abusive parents: You're living in your head! You're never gonna survive in real life!
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So shower thoughts gave me the most painful and saddening realization about Tails
He is just so little, like tiny, really really small. Even currently in the cannon when he's around 8 years old. He's just a little guy. So imagine how fucking disgusting and vile a person must be to see this young, innocent looking child and decide they can hit and pick on it. That they can physically and verbally abuse a tiny defenseless fox, just because of an odd genetical mutation.
I sometimes feel bad when I clapp an annoying ass fly and think about the fact that I killed a living being for too long. But people on Westside Island just looked at a poor orphan fox kit that probably couldn't even properly talk yet and went, "oh yea let's beat him and cement it in his head that he's a freak undeserving of love."
It genuinely hurts me to think that anyone slightly older than him could, without much of a problem, just grab him by the scruff of the neck and be free to do basicaly whatever with him. It's not like back than he had any power or strength to stop it, because he was just a weak child bellow the age of four.
And another painful thing was that it wasn't just one person tormenting him. It was a group, almost an entire village. And not a single person thought to step in to save that kit becasue he was concidered a freak. So there was no reason to bother. No reason to care. You either engaged in the bullying or you ignored it.
If it were not for Sonic running around at just the right time, than Tails probably would've went Nine's route of using his talent of inventing as a means of protecting himself. Had it not been for his kid genious either however... I just, fear he would've been beaten to death, possibly never feeling like he deserved to live in the firts place.
All that and he was just.. a little child.
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Aren feels guilt over clinging to his abuse, because he’s looked up to his Pops for so long as a role model, as someone who he should aspire to be.
But then he interacts with a toddler, or a little kid, or even people his own age. He can’t help but think about how fragile they are, how easy their skin would give way to bruises and blood, and he wonders how you could have something so precious and vulnerable, one that looks up to you with adoration and unadulterated trust, and tear it to shreds.
And he knows it was wrong, but he still tries to convince his friends otherwise. Because if they agree, that means it’s something he has to let go. He doesn’t have to look it in the eyes and ask questions that he won’t ever get an answer to.
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Apart from upper body surgery, Roman didn't require much else to maintain such a masculine figure. When he was dropped as a baby, the resulting fall damaged the pituitary gland in his brain, causing his growth (and aggression levels) to go haywire the day he hit puberty. Before then he remained a very small child, one easily pushed around by his parents but remembering every strike, every insult and slap he suffered at their hands until he was old enough to fight back. It came as a nasty shock to Mr. and Mrs. Sionis when the child they resented for years as being slow, ugly and unfeminine seemingly transformed overnight into an uncontrollable monster hellbent on tormenting them at every opportunity.
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You ever notice how the people who think it's their moral duty to hate John for what he did to Julian are the exact same people who would turn on you and call you toxic the moment you started showing symptoms of an abusive childhood? It's almost like extending no compassion to people whose childhood fucked them up isn't actually helpful to people who had a fucked up childhood
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what I thought traumatized me: Violence, Threats, living in a state of constant anxiety and terror, thread of insults and everyone agreeing I’m worthless and deserve to be punished and also asking for it
what also traumatized me but I didn’t know it did: Neglect, emotional abandonment, lack of attachment to any of my caretakers, lack of a safe caretaker to be able to attach to, lack of acceptance, lack of community, lack of positive touch, lack of acknowledgement, encouragement and attention, people around me being treated differently without an obvious reason, social isolation, lack of clarity, withheld knowledge, inflicted guilt and shame for not knowing, blame for the abuse, being denied my own vulnerability and helplessness, being held responsible for the abuser’s feelings and actions, gaslighting, lack of love, being completely ignored while in great amounts of pain, lack of continuity, lack of clear and easily followed rules, lack of resources, being alone in developing traumatic disorders, lack of protection, being forced to feel unlovable and disgusting from how my environment was treating me, lack of parental love, lack of family, lack of justice, lack of conversation, emotional pulls on my compassion and care, lack of anything I could count on, nobody being on my side, being forced to see myself only thru the abuser’s perspective, not having access to knowledge of human rights or any kind of protection I was entitled to, being exposed to toxic culture of victim-blaming and abuser-defending, emotional manipulation that planted catastrophizing as sabotage in my head, being smear campaigned, society turning their back on me and letting me figure it out all on my own.
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