#as someone who struggles with depression

[blitzythefanvergentpitsterthings]

Ok but when She-Ra said

and The Owl House said

AND RWBY SAID

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Kakashi cleans his home

Cannonly from what we see of his apartment in the manga, it’s clean and organized

Kakashi knows how to cook. Even if it’s just as a kid he knows how to take care of himself. He also knows how to eat and feed himself, as we see him pushing veggies to Naruto reminding him of their necessity to his health

I know people like to pretend the depression makes people incapable of caring for themselves or doing anything, but that’s not the case. That’s how it affects some people, not all people

Stop pushing your misunderstandings onto a character that is shown in Cannon to not act at all in the way that you think a depressed person should

[betsib]

Reminds me of that time my workplace, in response to a survey about worker satisfaction that was unsurprisingly showing negative results after a year with many furloughs, decided to make everyone go to a 3 hour workshop about THINKING POSITIVELY.

I have never been less motivated in my life.

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Council of lovefools.

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[dreamsy990]

i think we should pay more attention to the mental health of younger kids instead of telling them theyre just trying to be "cool" and are "faking it for attention" actually

[witsserviceablesubstitute]

I see a lot of Anders was right and Anders was wrong but hardly anyone making the point that Anders achieved his goal. He started a revolution. The mages are now mostly free of the Circles and Templars (in my world state at least). His plan worked to galvanize resistance and sent a clear message that the Chantry was the real enemy of the mages in Southern Thedas.

To me Anders is neither right nor wrong.

Anders' mental health was down the drain, he had next to no support from his friends, and he discovered that Meredith was going to wipe out Kirkwall's mages. Anders is desperate and in need of an extreme act. Unless people really are advocating he stand aside and watch his people die at the hands of their oppressors?

I always wondered what it must've been like to choose the Chantry to destroy given that he is relatively devout. Was he also blowing up his own faith? His chances at salvation? A final act of self destruction.

[blonding]

the cow - ariana reines / dungeon meshi, chapter 94 - ryoko kui

[amanfromnewjersey]

"I'm tired, mama."

@quiddie

[loosiusgoosius]

Tired of these movies who's lesson is "the world sucks everything is bad consumerism is killing us media is rotting our brains and killing our empathy"

Maybe everyone is doing the best they can with what they have. Maybe the average person can't just change the world. Maybe we're allows to acknowledge those issues and still find joy in things like video games and pop tarts. Maybe it's not about the horrible person saying X group of people is terrible in some way shape or form. Maybe it's about the lady who gives you a dollar you're short at the gas station. Maybe it's about treating yourself to chocolate after a long day. Maybe it's about the guy helping you load your groceries when you're struggling. Maybe it's about the coworker sending you a tiktok and saying "I thought of you".

Maybe we don't have to always see life as this horrible slog to get through and that we're constantly burdened by the choices made by other people, constantly atoning for sins that weren't even our originally. Maybe, just maybe, we can stop making every single piece of media and topic about how we as a human race are fucked and don't care about each other.

It's not true. It can't be true. The day it becomes true is same day I will decide that life is not worth living.

Fuck negativity.

You are doing the best with what you have.

[morverenmaybewrites]

Hi! I'm so glad you're back, new chapter of Pizza girl was amazing as always, for me it's absolutely the best dc fic ever!

I especially love how the relationship between Jason and other characters feels heartbreakingly natural, how it isn't a case of "love magically cured trauma" but rather slowly and messyly opening up, and trying to heal with the help of right people at right time.

And as much as I cannot wait for Jason and pizza girl to have more straight up romantic shenanigans, I love how they started with gaining each other trust and building their friendship, I adore them as domestic buddies.

I have a question, if it isn't some kind of spoiler of course, at this point of the story, does Jason have (or wants to have) a life outside of his Red Hood persona? And I mean it half psychologically half practically (similarly to pizza girl, how does he earn money if being a vigilante isn't a source of income?)

But seriously, I find it heartbreaking that as much as he yearns for home, he still lives in safe houses, and I was so happy when he thought about asking Babs for help in looking for something more permanent for himself. And it fits into his fear of being traced of course, but got me thinking, in a more personal sense, does he have a motivations for living other than trying to make up for his mistakes as Arkham Knight?

Something like: does he realise that there's Red Hood who fights for those who can't do it for themselves, but there's also Jason who likes the smell of new books, has his favorite mug and favorite way of drinking coffee, has his favorite chair at the local library, who maybe has quiet and innocent dream to get a degree or his dream job and be loved and needed by someone?

Does he realise the second one exists and deserves to be cherished by him?

(Sorry if this ask is too much, I just now realised how long it got 😭 I will absolutely understand if you don't have time to answer this)

Anyway thank you for writing this amazing and captivating work, I can't wait for next chapters, whenever they'll be ready❤

In the meantime I hope you get time to rest and have fun! Stay safe!

This is a wonderful breakdown of Jason's character! To answer your question, does Jason have a life outside of his Red Hood persona? No. Does he want one? Unconsciously, the answer is yes, but I don't think he can acknowledge it right now. For years following the Joker's torture, he's pretty much been in survival mode, keeping himself alive by being obsessed with a singular goal. First, it was to kill the Joker and Batman, and then when he found out the Joker was dead, it was to kill Batman. Now, it's to seek redemption as the Red Hood. While he may have (somewhat) progressed from his days as the Arkham Knight, he's still clinging to the same unhealthy coping mechanisms. It's a little (or a lot) like depression. He's so focused on getting through today and the next day and the next day that there's little room for anything else. Hobbies and friends and a place to feel at home in sound nice, but they also sound absolutely unattainable. And he's lived with that mindset for so long that he's all but forgotten that there are different ways to live. That's where Jason's head is right now. Maybe one day, he'll progress enough that he'll be able to look around his safehouse, so sparse that it's no different from a prison cell, and he'll think to himself that he wants something more. And it doesn't have to be anything big. Nothing so grand as the Wayne Manor. Just a small place, maybe above a bookstore. Maybe in the beginning, it's not so different from his safehouses. Just a mattress on the floor and a bathroom. But then one day, he'll add something small. Some secondhand book he bought from the store for the change he had in his pocket. It's from an author he's never heard of before. The writing is a little clunky, but it's enough to pass the time while he's waiting for updates on his cases. Maybe he reads it next to his window, by the light of the flickering street lamps, trying not to grimace at the way the hard wood is digging into his back. Maybe one of his siblings or even the reader notices. She takes him to one of her favorite flea markets under the guise of buying a new rug. And he ends up taking back an armchair, so old that the stuffing is coming out in places. But he makes do, the way he always has, he washes away the accumulated dust and dirt, he patches up the holes, and he places it next to his window. Where the street lamp shines just enough light to read by, even if it often flickers. He opens his book, written by an author he's never heard of before. The writing is a little clunky in places. But for now, he thinks, it's enough. (And maybe he'll read until morning. And maybe he'll realize, or maybe not: that the Jason Todd who used to spend hours in the Wayne Manor library, who had a favorite armchair by the fire, is still in there, somewhere. And perhaps, he'll think--or perhaps not--that the Joker hasn't killed everything that he used to be. Perhaps there's still a little bit of Robin left in him.)

[dividedego]

i think what holds me back from interacting more with whatever attempts at schizoid "communities" exist in different pockets of the internet is that, frankly, y'all are so so so whiny. so fucking whiny. everything is negative, everything is meaningless, look how much it sucks for me, look how pointless it all is, look at me being apathetic and finding no enjoyment in anything, i dont even try, misanthropy etc etc.

i get it, szpd sure sucks sometimes, you wish you weren't constructed like this. and i get that a large part of it is the fact that people in general tend to focus on and remember negative things, but good lord. did you know szpd is the only personality disorder that doesn't require clinical distress? you can live your own solitary life, doing your own thing, making your own habits, creating your own meaning, connecting in the ways you feel comfortable and isolating yourself to the extent you need, and be absolutely fine with it. happy even, dare i say vibing. getting there takes work from you, requires you to take a good hard look at yourself from time to time, but nothing in this disorder implies that healthy coping is some fucking pie in the sky or whatever. you can be fine.

it sounds harsh, but someone has to say it: presuming you're mature enough to do so, you need to accept the cards you've been given and make the most of it to the best of your ability. learn what your limits are, try to expand them if possible, bear the burden of your own personal growth. that is your responsibility. yours.

[uriekukistan]

i think i dug too deep into my subconscious thinking about this chapter and accidentally rlly upset myself so i won’t be saying anything other than my limited edition thoughts that i deleted 👍

[butcharium]

Maybe deep cleaning your room is good or whatever (I just found my drawing tablet which I haven't seen for at least a year)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Remember: The burning sensation is part of the process.

[skinnypaleangryperson]

Bojack Horseman is the last piece of media that I would have expected to have a consistently enduring fandom. It's pretty much non-existent on an average day on Tumblr, but it's obnoxiously popular on other forms of media daily, and it kind of feels like tumblr is dying out in most content anyway, and even on here there's still a decent amount of content that's posted daily that is decent enough for a piece of media that was canceled years ago and wasn't super popular or mainstream even when I was out. It impresses me daily, it's a good thing, since BoJack is the love of my life anyway and is boring as it is, really all that I need for the rest of my sad, lonely, pathetic life.

[spark1edog]

does anyone have any idea how to get past the idea that telling someone about a traumatic experience is somehow cursing or contaminating them or poisoning them against you