#I think i just worked through an existential crisis mid tumblr post

[dumb-alek]

THIS ASK IS HERE AS A FREE COUPON YOU CAN USE TO RANT ABOUT POLISH MUSIC AS MUCH AS YOU LIKE ID LOVE TO HEAR IT!!

Omggg what a delight 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 THANK YOU FOR THIS LOVELY OPPORTUNITY 💗

I'll separate this by sections then because they'll present some very different vibes 😌

I'll try to go more-or-less chronologically with the newer stuff, and songs with similar vibes 😙

This one is like. Really gets me as a big city girl with my small town girlfriend! Malomiasteczkowy (an adjective form of 'small town', or 'provincial') feels like an anthem to people who emigrated from their small towns for university and work and just feels so uniquely polish to me. There's a more literal translation out there, but I was inspired to try my own, somewhere between lyrical and literal 😳

Back with Taco Hemingway but this is a masterpiece, tbh. The mastery of language here won't be something that's easy to translate, but I found another literal translation here. Lyrically and phonetically though, this is just fantastic and I love this concept; The persona in the lyrics is riding the Warsaw metro - we go stop by stop, we people watch, and join the narrator in his hungover trip home.

(I generally recommend checking his other songs, his albums have incredible concepts - his latest record has a form of a radio advice column for an existential crisis. Great stuff!)

May be seen as a little of a basic pick, but I feel like it's a crowd pleaser. It's funky, the beat is infectious, and the vocals are great 10/10

We go to the realm of 2000s alt-rock which is a genre I love very deeply. The flavour is a very polish blend of gentle resignation and soft pessimism. And a great example of this genre is the below:

The band is called "the end of the world" and their song "orangeade" really does their band name justice :D

Here's a full translation I found online but let me cite my favourite lyrics (own translation):

I want to wander 'round with you

As long as we're alive, and you're here with me

Go down handrails together,

Crawl up from poverty

Hide our bliss under the floorboards

Before they come in and steal us from here

And if this doesn't capture the polish spirit (and my own feelings of impending war at our borders), I don't know what does.

And by the same token, there's another semi-patriotic song, if you interpret patriotism as "a shared shame" (as Poland's favourite celebrity, Robert Maklowicz, once said). Translation I found and here's an excerpt of my own translation from a bit I particularly like:

You know it from old wide tomes,

This fucking pride, for god knows what

Honey, let's just think this through

Are we gonna stay, wait this out, or move?

I recommend this whole album (it's the first album I've ever owned!), and the whole "wszystko jedno" as well 😌

I hate to recommend this one cause the main vocalist was a sexist piece of shit the last I heard from him but the music and the lyrics are incredible. To make sure he doesn't make a cent from me I'd watch reuploads from youtube;

I couldn't find an English translation, and I feel like I won't do the lyrics justice so I'll just let the sound do its magic.

Another absolute fave, that has very short, but lovely lyrics (my own translation cause i felt like it 🤷‍♀️)

When the words come from the heart Hit us with such strength and might just like that, they'll linger on for the willing, offer gold

And that's why I like Speaking with you

Everyone thinks what they will "Oh my head", their constant thoughts, Maybe I will finally spill out these plain and simple words

And that's why I like Speaking with you

And that's it for now, I could truly go on and on (we're still in early to mid-2000s when it comes to my favourites and there's so much more!) but I'm afraid tumblr won't let me post such a long post. And I've been thinking about it for like. Two days 😳

[mcrmadness]

I’m at the point where I’m being really annoyed by mornings again. Or more like, that particular time of the time when I wake up because I know most people would say that 2pm is no longer a morning... Anyway, I just get up every morning to do absolutely nothing just to go to sleep eventually again. And now each “morning” is boring af, I get up, brush my teeth and come to my computer, browse Tumblr and don’t know what to do. For weeks I’ve been watching certain types of videos from YT meanwhile playing with nonograms or jigsaw puzzles online because it helps me to concentrate as I don’t like watching videos of people talking, it’s super boring, but that way I can still listen to them without feeling like losing my mind because of being so bored. But now neither nonograms nor jigsaw puzzles feel thay interesting NOR do the videos I’ve been watching. There’s really not much new stuff, just the same topics done by many many people and I can’t watch that for too long before I get bored with the topics too, because I already know enough. I’ve also been going through all videos on so many different channels and either there’s nothing interesting anymore or I literally have watched everything. So now every day after being done with browsing Tumblr, I try to find something to watch from youtube but currently my recommended page keeps offering me the same videos over and over again, the same topics, and also lots of videos I have already watched. I’d love to see something very random that isn’t particularly linked to my watch history but no, all videos like that are something to do with the goddamned crona hashtags and they’re already driving me crazy because I’m so fed up with all this corona stuff. And I have made several posts about this already and how I hate the superficial fake-happiness in all those videos where people try to come up with stuff for people to do so that they’d just stay at home. I’m staying at home 24/7 even without corona, so can’t you just NOT show those recommendations for me??? Oh I wish Youtube had some sort of tag blacklisting system...

But yeah, apart from all that, I’ve been dealing with my existential crisis a lot lately too. Not that it’d have ever went anyway in the first place, but just having these partly existential crisis, partly dissociation/derealization moments that I don’t know if I’m ever going to get rid of. Just been thinking about my fave band (dä) a lot lately and how stressed out they make me all the time. I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it. I’m not the best with surprises but I’m okay with them, but what REALLY makes (and has always made) me distressed is waiting. Knowing that something is about to happen but you have no idea when and how and possibly what. That is what makes me so distressed. It’s like with ghosts and paranormal things too: I’m not afraid of ghosts and I actually do like them a lot, but I’m afraid of being startled and waiting for something that might come as a surprise to me. (This is why I don’t watch horror films - jumpscares are much worse when I know there will be some.) And I’ve started to hate the weekdays from Monday to Friday because I feel like I can rest only on weekends because maybe those guys won’t do anything during weekends. During other days anything is possible. And now they’re gonna open their webshop on Friday and it’s causing me SO MUCH PRESSURE here. And it’s again not that I’d be worried of what it is, but worried of the fact I am waiting for something now but I don’t know what I’m waiting for. I always need to be in control and ahead of everything, whenever I go to a new place, I need to have a look around the whole thing before I can do anything, and I really wouldn’t like the idea of being dropped right in the middle of action. That just makes me so overwhelmed and I start to panic.

To the existential crisis - I’ve also been wondering about myself and why dä? Imagine if the band was something else but this. And the fact this band is a “once in a lifetime” thing. There’s never been another band like them and never will be. Which is crazy and blows my mind. And this is where I start to dissociate with derealization because I somehow still feel like everything is a movie or a video game. I’m constantly thinking like “oh maybe in my next life I’ll be born earlier so I can become their fan in the 80s” or “maybe in my next life I’ve learnt from my mistakes in this life”. I basically feel like my life is like a video game that I can restart whenever I have played through the story and do different choices then. And some days it hurts so much to be dropped back on ground. But I will just climb up again and escape into my small bubble where things are not like that.

Also this other day I was wondering the age thing again. I’ve been having age crisis at least since I turned 25 because then I was closer to 30 than 20. And I’m turning 29 in less than a month and that had been so terrible thought for so long but now I’m slowly getting used to it. Even tho I still wish I was 19 or something. But at the same time it feels really absurd because I feel like... ten years ago I was 19, and that doesn’t sound that much but I still feel like last year was 2010. And me wishing I was 19 again... well when I was 19, most of my friends were not even teenagers yet. So that means I would not know those people. But then I feel like I’ve been wasting the last 10 years of my life. And if I was smart, I’d realize that I actually have not been wasting those years - I have been working with horses, studying horses, graduated and I’ve grown a pretty good knowledge over what it is to take care of and even train horses. I have got and learnt so much. But still I feel like I should have done that a lot earlier than what I did. But if I did it a lot earlier, then I wouldn’t have had work experience worth over 10 years. Which is why I wish I could have just stopped time for the time I was studying and continue then after I was done. Because I’m literally in the middle of an age crisis because I’m turning 29 but I basically feel like I’m near my end already. It’s like what my friend told me when I was 22 and started having similar thoughts: “You sound like you just discovered what people normally discover only when they turn 50.” Yeah, I’ve literally been having mid-life crisis since I was 22.

For the first time even I experienced some derealization moments was when I was 19 and working at a stable and I was cleaning up the stable and taking out a wheelbarrow full of horse shit. It just suddenly hit me that what I’m doing here, makes absolutely no difference. And I suddenly dived into this horrible state where I felt like nothing I do, matter because nothing will last. Like, why should I create memories if I’m gonna lose them anyway when I die? That really made it so hard to enjoy anything because I was just constantly obsessing with the thought of not having my memories forever and how everything felt so, so damn pointless. I don’t care if people know my name or not, I live for myself anyway so it felt really unfair that I should actually live here and do things and create memories if they are going to be taken away from me eventually just because everyone has to die. And I have always had really bad relationship with death. I remember being probably 7 years old and seeing something on TV about death and cemeteries and it caused me to have one of my earliest anxiety/panic attacks and I was literally sitting on the toilet floor hugging the toilet because the idea of death made me so, so sick. Which is why I then have been avoiding the topic as much as I can and I’ve been blocking those thoughts and stuff and why I love every time death is portrayed as non-permanent in fiction (my all-time favorite is Tim Burton’s Beetlejuice). Or when there’s some sort afterlife. Which is why I’ve been obsessed with ghosts and grim reaper and whatnot in my past. It just comforts me so much because I find it so scary to think that everything would just stop existing. I can kinda imagine that... emptiness that happens when nothing is anymore and it just feels so overwhelming and scary that I nearly start to panic from the thought alone. As a kid, I’ve been having panic attacks from the thought of the sun going out, a meteor hitting the earth, or just pretty much anything that would mean almost instant death. I feel like I probably developed derealization also for this type of fears. If the idea of death has made me physically sick at the age of 7, no wonder why my system decided to come up with dissociation to protect my mind. I always feel like when I keep having these deep thoughts, that my brains are on the edge of overheating (figuratively), it just goes so over my head but at the same time I’m understanding it, which then triggers dissociation because it’s too much to deal with.

I also have a medical trauma from when I was 3 years old, which is probably the core for all the dissociation too. It was an open heart surgery which pretty much means being half-dead already as you’re connected to the machines that keep up your breathing and blood circulation while the doctors fix your heart. Because of that, I find the thought it anesthesia highly disturbing. I know people undergo surgeries all the time for whatever reasons but I feel like I could never ever do one again because I’m so afraid of that emptiness becoming permanent. I can’t remember a thing from my surgery nor how I went to sleep or anything like that, but as an adult, I just find that so scary and I’m always really scared whenever I know people who are going to have anesthesia because what if they don’t come back? I know trans people who don’t have other option but to undergo some surgeries and I’m like... I’m nonbinary afab and I’d be happy to donate my own boobs away any minute but I could never ever go to a surgery from my own will. I rather just fantasize of a bodyshape that I don’t have than would actually do something about it because for me that would just not be an option. I sometimes wonder that if I had dysphoria or if I was trans, would I still feel the need for surgeries? Or what if I have dysphoria but I just don’t see it, because I can’t do anything about it so I just escape into my inner world and try not to think about myself? I do have some sort of body dysMORPHIA, tho. But I don’t know if I hate my body or if I just see it wrongly. But whatever the case, I try not to think about it too much, I avoid mirrors and spend most of time in my inner world. Because the outter world is too overwhelming and depressing to deal with and my existential crisis can’t take it.

[banannabethchase]

OKAY BUT DO I KILL ONE OF THEM OFF OR DO ALL THE GOOD CHAR -

I could kill off secondary characters. My core four might not need to die. This could work.