#and how much physical therapy helps with it

[shmisky]

So... Another thing that makes me love the post-Weirdmaggedon Stans dynamic so much is the tension caused by the fact that Stan’s enormous inferiority complex and lingering resentment at Ford have nowhere to go anymore. Knowing how strongly those two repress emotions, it’s just a matter of time before unresolved issues start to rear their ugly head.

What do I mean by that? Well, just look at Stan’s behavior in Weirdmaggedon, hahah. My man was just utterly done with Ford. I do believe he had a right to be at least somewhat petty after the way Ford treated him, but no one can question his resentment. It’s really incredible how all that seems to just... conveniently disappear... the moment Ford changes and apologizes and invites him to sail away together.

Or does it?

I don’t think it does.

I think Stan still has a lot of reasons to feel inferior in relation to Ford. Not that he should, but. The fact he was declared the town hero and saved everyone in Weirdmaggedon wasn’t that much of a triumphant moment for him if he said, “guess I was good for something after all!” as he had his memories erased.

Through the series, we learn that Stan is very sensitive regarding his inferiority complex towards Ford. He is easily upset by, angered by, and fueled (out of spite) by Ford’s perceived and/or implied superiority in any way, shape, or form.

Again...

And again...

And again...

He’s always trying to prove his worth, to others and to himself. Is he even convinced of what he’s trying so hard to prove? I find it interesting that he says he’s not always the bad twin, instead of simply saying he’s not the bad twin at all, period.

And then there’s the fact Alex said that, while Ford is smarter and fitter and would always win a physical fight against Stan if they were sober, Stan could win it if they were drunk and Ford was a bit off his focus—because Stan wants to win against Ford way more badly than Ford wants to win against Stan. After all, Ford doesn’t have an urge to prove himself.

Ford’s character was literally designed to be, in Alex’s own words, the biggest chip on Stan’s shoulder that the writers could think of. So of course Stan acts petty all the time. Not only is Ford an ungrateful asshole, but also (in his own mind) an ungrateful asshole that just happens to be better at everything! Stan was once the brawn to Ford’s brain, but he can’t even be that anymore because Ford is stronger and badass now and... and doesn’t need nor want Stan... at all...

But wait! Ford apologizes for all his mistakes and thanks Stan and invites Stan to sail away together! Everything is fixed now! 🩷

Except Stan didn’t go to therapy. Except Stan seemingly thinks that having his mind erased was his biggest accomplishment. Except Ford pulled Stan back into the extremely codependent dynamic of their childhood.

The way Shmebulock the Gnome describes the Stan twins even after Weirdmaggedon is... not ideal...

And while one could go and say that their dynamic is just going to revert back to their childhood dynamic, I’ve defended previously that no, it very likely won’t (for all these reasons), and, in what concerns Stan’s inferiority complex and need to feel useful, Ford now 1) doesn’t need his help defending himself physically, 2) is in better health conditions than Stan and his dentures, orthopedic pillow, hearing aids, girdle, etc, and 3) is much more confident 🦚

The thing is that, now, Stan can’t just act petty, like he started acting ever since Ford’s display of ungratefulness. Because Ford, now, isn’t being an asshole anymore. Ford is being nice. Loving. Supportive. They’ve already made peace.

I can see the little moments slowly piling up on top of one another, and Stan continuing to repress, repress, repress his feelings. It’s okay, Stan, who cares if Ford is better than you? You’re together, that’s all what matters.

Until it finally blows up in the most inconvenient of moments like it did in Weirdmaggedon.

[thecloudsaremyhome]

Headcanon about reader and some more depth before I post chapter one tomorrow!

So reader in my au suffers a lot with their mental health emotionally and physically for instance they had adhd and depression and anxiety so it takes a lot for them to process certain things and to cope and the only way they have learned to cope is by for example hurting themselves through picking skin bitting nails and sometimes using something to hurt themselves they do this when they get very anxious or emotionally overwhelmed like with anything person,place thing etc. but the thing that reader very much struggles with is their ptsd and the family is the main cause of their ptsd. The family has unintentionally and intentionally hurt the reader until no return so that leaves a damage to reader that no one can fix but themselves and the batfam doesn’t even realize that one of readers triggers is their prescene in general and when they realize it. Oh boy do they feel absolutely awful. Reader also has had sensory processing disorder since they where very young and their mother knew this so she knew reader needed structure and a schedule so they could function more well let’s just say but when reader loses their mother and moves in with the family they don’t get provided this structure that her mother provided so the reader doesn’t know how to cope with that. Like I have said before reader has a hard time processing things but they have a very hard time with change especially if it’s constant they are used to everything being the same so with all this change it heightens their anxiety even more to no end. Which then leads to their unhealthy coping mechanisms. And the thing is reader doesn’t even know they have these mental health problems until they decides to go to therapy after they have moved out and are away from their toxic household is when they fully start to process and recognize their feelings and truama which then leads them to try and heal some part of it with the help of their close friends and their therapist. But they don’t get the chance to fully do that before well I’m not going to spoil it. Anyway chapter one will be posted tommrow night! Have a good day/night!

[sofie-gold]

Hi internet- I'm a trans woman in Florida and I need help. I'm posting this across all my socials because I can't suffer in silence anymore.

I'm not a prisoner or a child, but i was still forcibly detransitioned by the State of Florida between 2022 and 2024. Planned Parenthood forced me off hormones in an act of anticipatory obediance to the trans healthcare ban that was eventually signed into law. I had been on HRT for ~5 years. I had fully socially transition and was passing- living my best life as a woman.

There was no place to go after Planned Parenthood dropped me. I spent over 2.5 years being forcibly detransitioned and I had no way to help myself. I lost my job. I lost my looks. I lost my VOICE. I'm looking for the words to describe the psychological and physical torture of having your body, identity and soul chemically excised from you but I don't think anyone but the trans community will ever really understand.

I'll try though: Imagine having to walk through liquid curtains of hydrochloric acid every day. And every day the acid gets more and more concentrated- but not only does the acid burn your skin and melt your face, it also seeps into your chakras and severs the links between your mind, body, and soul. Eventually leaving you an empty, disfigured husk- A revolting parody of the person you used to be.

In February 2024 I finally got in contact with a local lgbt charity hoping to get back on HRT but they weren't helpful. Mostly they just wanted to shame me for being unemployed. I want to say this plainly: Liberal institutions will not protect you from the law when they ban HRT. They wouldn't even give me the name of a clinic until a judge issued a stay of the healthcare ban. The ban was lifted for about 6 weeks and I was lucky enough to make the window, get a PCP, and get back on HRT.

To their credit, they did eventually get me in therapy and very quickly hit me with a suprise (well, not much of a surprise) autism diagnosis. I won't be naming them right now because I'm still a client, and that therapist is my only connection to the outside world right now.

There's so much more to this that I don't know how to narrativize yet. I was so poor in 2023 that I survived on less than 35¢ of food a day. I ate almost exclusively rolled oats and bagged sugar, averaging about 350 calories a day. I think I was well on my way to starving to death. By December I'd lost basically all my body fat, much of my of muscle mass and my bones were sticking out weird.

So, even though my situation is more stable, I'm still in a very precarious position. HRT is TIGHTLY controlled here. The max estrogen level you're allowed in Florida is a quarter of what I was on in Colorado, and that's just not enough to survive on.

I've managed to cheat my labs a little, so for now I've got my full dose. But once my current RX is up I'll be at risk of getting my HRT yanked because my estrogen levels are "too high". And I can't survive on a quarter dose. And I can't survive a 2nd round of detransition

Forced detransition has broken me at a fundamental level, and I don't know if I'll ever get the person I was before back. I just know I can't move forward until I get this story out.

If there's anyone out there who actually cares, please fucking help me. I live in Broward County and my partner and I have tentative plans to move to either Portland OR or Denver CO. I'm too damaged to work, and my partner's income is just enough to keep us treading water. We have basically no means to save for a move, so if you can help, or have any contacts in those areas of the country- please, I'm begging you, (yes, YOU, in particular) Get in touch. I'm sofiegold on bsky and sofie_gold on Discord or email me c4hsofie[at]gmail.com

I'm a software engineer (LAMP stack, c, c++) and Linux sysadmin for 10+ years so if there's anyone out there that can gently ease me back into gainful employment that would be amazing too.

For my old moots, gart.gg isn't dead. I just had to pause development while I tested the limits of human suffering. Also, I love you and miss you.

Finishing this with a message to my transgender peers: Let me be your cautionary tale. Do not let them take your HRT away. Do not let them abandon you and write you off as a casualty. Save yourself and stay on hormones by any means necessary.

This is our last chance, and we don't have a lot of time left. Organize your community right now. If you don't have a community find them. Right now. Go.

And i've got a gfm but i need PEOPLE more than i need money rn. but i also need money.

https://gofund.me/59ab04f0

[flickering-nightfall]

How long do you think they would last if a pink lizard walked in here? 10 seconds? 20, maybe,

[fandomfairyuniverse]

I’m glad methas found an effective pain medication to help him get through physical therapy aka insane sexual tension with the physical therapist

[shima-draws]

My doctor: Hey yeah that's not normal I don't think it's an issue with your hip

Me: Oh?

My doctor: It's an issue with your spine

Me: OH

[onlyasimp4nobody]

[the-trans-dragon]

They should invent hips that stay where they're supposed to be

[feathers-little-nest]

my curse is wanting to do so many things after finishing the thing I'm doing right now, while procrastinating. like I'd love to read next danmei I have on my tbr, but I haven't read dvawtk in a couple of weeks. I'd love to start the Fangs of Fortune but I haven't watched the Longest Day in Chang'an for a while. I'd love to learn Vietnamese, Thai, Burmese, but I completely fucked up the last Chinese exam. and yeah, I know I could go for doing multiple of these things at once but it's a slippery slope for me and I just end up with 8348294882 things in doing right now category, which makes working on any of them even harder. such is life with executive dysfunction, no motivation and multiple chaos disorders™ which make planning impossible

[novadreii]

Every day, I meditate on my anger and bitterness. I reflect on my seemingly bottomless need to ruminate on all the people who have abused and traumatized me starting from a young age. The unfairness of it all. The senselessness. I grieve for myself as a little girl who desperately wanted to be love and be loved, and whose desperation was like blood in water to sharks.

I send quiet internal prayers out to the universe and ask it to lessen my anger, because I truly don't think I need it anymore. I'm safe from harmful people for arguably the first time in my entire life. I have friends and family whom I love. I have cultivated a sense of self-love so all-encompassing that no other person will likely ever be able to rival it. I am safe. I'm okay. I'm happy. I don't need my anger anymore.

I reflect on how to this day my mother, who I had to cut off for my own sanity, is a bitter, miserable woman now in her 60s. How eerily my personality and potential echo hers. Her and I both were deeply wounded over and over, starting at young ages by our mothers. We both jump to rage when we are hurt, we both ruminate endlessly about those who hurt us, replaying the painful mental movies over and over again, hurting ourselves long after the harmful people have gone.

I see her in me, and I see what I have the potential to become if I don't release my resentment. It's hard to let go of something that has kept you safe in the past. My anger has time and time again scared off abusers, once they realize it makes me too unstable, unpredictable, and therefore difficult to control.

But I don't need it right now. It's best to internally send well wishes to all who have hurt me, because it takes someone equally hurt and dysfunctional to mistreat others. The only way I don't end up as one of them, to not end up a carbon copy of my mother, is to let the resentment go.

I've undertaken several self/life improvement projects that will hopefully bear fruit in early 2025. Not jinxing anything by talking about it yet, but I'm excited. I'm ready to look towards the future and leave my past where it belongs, and I do this with love and acceptance.

[bibleofficial]

did yall know fixing ur gait is fucking painful & it makes u look like an alien inhabiting a human suit trying to walk ‘normally’ for the first time

[what-even-is-sleep]

Craziest advertising flaw I’ve seen in my life is: it’s impossible to look up “spider catcher” or even “spider catcher for arachnophobes” without EVERY. SINGLE. PRODUCT. having a blown up picture of a spider in it.

[blackbackedjackal]

I'm usually a very quiet viewer of your blog but I'm so sorry to hear about Lobo :( I've always loved hearing about him from you and he seems like the sweetest boy in the whole world, I'm sending my best wishes that the time he has left is wonderful for the both of you, and that his passing will be gentle.

I originally followed you for taxidermy and I've gotten so much more than that from your blog, beautiful visual art, and little tidbits of other things you love, and most relevant here a glimpse into your life with a wonderful dog, I truly wish I could send more than well wishes and condolences in this hard time, but regretfully this is all I can send.

;-; 💖

[ctommy]

my brother started watching house around the time i started having worsening leg pain and now whenever my pain is bad im like fuuuuuck im just like house … wilson i need vicodin….

[phagodyke]

was gonna say smth else but this turned into a vent sorry everyone just ignore. typical weekend post on this blog u know how it is here we go👍

[lovsome]

i need to get through the next 5 days !!!! then i will be okay !!! (no i wont)