#I HATE MY STUPID BRAIN AND BODY

[drawing-kitty-ckristal]

Oh god ever since i read nyoomerr's ficlet about OctoBinghe it's been stuck in my mind and i just had to draw it!

Nyoomerr's post

[schtubawl]

Tell me one insane fact about your Medic AU

HI TUMBLR USER UKRIEGER-OFFICIAL <333

my cringe is going 2 be on full display im sorryim very sorry

to preface, my medic is wholly inspired by the Emesis Blue film and deals with the usual “logical horrors of respawn” thing they’ve got going on. he’s one of the poor suckers who popped out the Respawn Machine very thoroughly fucked

ok so: he’s ADAMANT the Respawn Machine malfunctioned on him at some point and put him back into his body at the “wrong angle”. / he’s essentially got a gap, an empty space that’s makes his later respawns unstable

every time he dies and respawns the issue is exacerbated , liable to manifest in a variety of ways, be it mental deterioration, respawn hangovers (unpleasant symptoms like fatigue, nausea, phantom voices, dizziness) following undeath, or physical mutations & distortions (the most common being a brittle & elongated skeleton that forces bones to push out of his body (especially his fingers!! when wrapped up in his gloves it gives the appearance of little claws. i love glove claws), swollen eyes & blown pupils, excessive sets of teeth, and missing patches of skin). sometimes it spits him out and he looks just fine and dandy, but oh no! it forgot to give him his whole ass personality or, oh no! it flipped his moral compass on its head; now he’s just like that , at least until he’s killed and goes thru the process again . 🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲 this is my vision

THANKS FOR YOUR INTEREST :3333

[mxwhore]

Its just one of those days

[cupiddsheart]

i hate the way i feel all the time, i hate my body and what i look like.

i can’t talk to anyone because that just won’t work. either my friends are recovering or struggling, or they’ll just tell me the same bullshit i’ve heard a thousand times, or they’re “bigger” than me and i don’t want to be that kind of person.

i know that people are there for me, but how can i reach out when i can’t even eat? there is so much negativity around this issue. i don’t wanna be the “girl who starves herself”. i don’t want to be someone you have to watch yourself around. some of my friends know i have issues. but they don’t know how bad it’s getting.

[patchyworx]

People talk about fast metabolisms like it's all fun and games and eating whatever you want but they fail to remember that it also means your body is Incredibly Stupid and decides that you become deficient in everything in a couple or so days where it takes most others a week. Or months compared to "oops you forgot to photosynthesize sufficiently :( no i don't care that it has been freezing and overcast for the past week, you didn't absorb enough sun. Perish Badly."

Or at least it would be if i didn't like citrus fruits so much, probably

[luna-the-cretar]

How do people with executive dysfunction take pills at a consistent time every day? I can have my phone scream at me that I need to take my pills, and my body will still be like “but…no…”

[skyward-floored]

Bouncing around wips too much I need to probably just pick one but my tired brain isn’t letting me do that

[appleblocks]

Epic the Musical, especially Legendary from the Wisdom Saga, is making me want to write that Empires fic so so bad <3333

everyone should listen to Epic the Musical, I think

[a-gay-bloodmage]

One of my favorite hobbies to engage in is ignoring the canon course of video game romances

[stupid-elf]

Okay dandy, what is "it's not about the bread"? I recognized everything else

Ah! It's not about the bread is a phrase fairly common in marriage counseling/relationship advice circles. It comes from a popular anecdote of a husband in counseling saying his wife is always blowing up at him about petty things, like buying the wrong brand of bread. The therapist asks the wife why she's upset about the bread, and she says it's because he is chronically inattentive to her and their collective needs so she ends up carrying the slack. It's not about the bread: It's about what's manifesting through the bread

Humans are not rational creatures, we're rationalizing. It takes a lot of self awareness to be in one's own head and go "oh. I'm not upset about the bread, I'm mad because this is the third time this week and the twentieth time this month I have to come up with a new dinner plan because this idiot fucked up." However, it takes much less awareness to look at one's partner and go "hm. That was an outsized reaction. Something larger than what set this off is probably going on."

Once you've realized there's something going on, partners can begin working towards a solution. You have to pull back the rug to find what's been swept under it.

Emotions all have causes. Sometimes they're bigger than they seem like they should be, and sometimes the cause is buried deep in the unconscious parts of the brain, but there's always a reason. Part of loving someone is trying to understand them, and part of understanding them is sussing out when it's about the bread... And when you should maybe start writing a more detailed grocery list

[sherlock-is-ace]

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