Anger is such a normal part of recovery, and I wish it were normalized. I think it is genuinely harmful to depict recovery as this era of your life that only sets you free and makes you euphoric, and there will never again be a cloud in the sky because you have Ultimately Healed.
It's the fucking opposite sometimes. Recovery can feel violent, because the things you are recovering from are often (though not always) violent. It is so common to feel white-hot rage, grief, catharsis, elation, numbness - in essence, a whole host of emotions that aren't pretty, or aren't simple little categories to be neatly boxed and sorted and understood by the "normals."
Those recovering: Your emotions are real, and they aren't bad. You aren't a bad person for how you are processing and healing. You, however, aren't alone. You are doing so fucking well, no matter what it is you are healing from or for. I genuinely hope you can be proud of that.
I was humpingg my desk yesterdaaay both with my squeaky dog bone toy in my puppycunt, and then juust with my tail plug~ and I gueeesss it was a bit too intensee because my roommatess heard my desk banging against the walls and came to check on me and I alMOST got caught drooling and fucking dog toys on my desk- so red handed!!!
Deeeefinitely a shock but I got dressedd and they wanted to go out so I just ended up being. denied and leaky and with my tail in all night 🥹
Definiiteely worse ways to spend the evening~ part of mee wishes they would'a opened the door and seen me in full action. Maybe they would haave helped thrust the bone in and out of my pupcunt... aaaaaaaaa
They're still there. They're in there. They're in they're body but yet they're so far gone. the infections like a parasite and yet two was trying to fight it, they were scared and they wanted gaty. Not just to protect her but to feel the person that they felt close and comfortable around, and to take them both to the couch, they could've went for anyone. But they went for GATY. they could've killed her but they didn't. There's something so strangely endearing about that. Truly. Even when they're voice is being used to lure gaty in a sense I feel two geniunely wanted to help, they're so far gone, the little details, not just with how they move but with how they SPEAK. they're practically the host for a parasite and yet. They're still there.
ngl, it's about quality over quantity for me. an npc can have a total of three minutes of screen time, but if they have a cool name, they can live rent free in my head and I'll spend several hours trying to decipher drawable features from a blurry screenshot of pixels
there is a vague hint of a story here, and that's because every time I try to play thi4f, I get incredibly frustrated with how Not Fun the game play is. like, is the story good? well. but it has a PLAGUE. that should've given it instant 'I'll replay this once a year' status in my heart, but the game play sucks so bad that I've never finished it. I can't believe Not Fun gameplay beat out my obsession with narrative plagues.
anyway, the idea is basically if the original era had a game with a plague centric narrative and some other stuff I liked out of thi4f thrown into a narrative blender, with a heavy dash of horror thrown in because some parts of the thief games were scarier to me than entire dedicated horror genre games.
a new (returning) character being added to 9-1-1's roster means that at some point, buck has to scream tommy's name in terror. he just has to. like. can you imagine how much differently that would hit? we saw the members of the 118 give buck the grieving spouse treatment when they all thought eddie was dead in a well. but if buck's boyfriend—as in, his actual, honest to god, officially recognized boyfriend—was in literal danger somewhere? jesus. i just got chills. i need it like oxygen.
Good morning what are the movies or tv shows that traumatized you as a kid mine are the BBC production of A Christmas Carol and a handful of David Suchet Poirot episodes
For international ace attorney nation, here’s the dialog : « Hey Nick… we will find a nice twisted little murder for you, with (hopefully) an innocent wrongly accused. You’ll feel better ! »
i think that the only reason why zuko was surprisingly good at speedrunning things like friendship and socializing with the gaang in book 3 is because he was running on stress and adrenaline but when he actually relaxes around the gaang he reverts back to his usual weirdo self that only kind of knows how to express himself. And zuko doesnt know how to be casual either so the gaang has to deal with zuko telling them shit like "i hope anyone that opposes you dies and goes to hell" dead seriously in response to affection