#at this point idk how to tell my therapist I can see them without going mask off and exposing myself for reading them like a fucking novel

[natugood]

I really need to stop reading my therapist's session notes given the psychic whiplash I experience half the time I read them, especially since im like 99% sure I shouldn't be able to see them in the first place, but like.... im so curious. I want to knowwwww

[eir-trixa]

WOTTG SPOILERS AFTER THE CUT

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Can you believe Rick is validating me in my Percy-is-the-most-empathic-character take? I have legal basis but boi does it feel nice to have canon confirmation.

Second that book was short af I got the gist of it all while reading for like an hour.

Third, we addressed everyone else’s trauma. Percy’s still the group therapist LMAO 😭😭😭

Fourth, my son is such a good kid yall, this is why I lose five years of my life when someone insults or when he insults himself jfc my child.

Im honestly still processing and I have to reread the ending. Did it address Percy’s issues? Im going to go with “a bit” and call it a night. I mean, I guess it did? Percy got to unload and help Gale and Hecuba. We got an insight to how he’s managing to stay up and fighting and good despite all the shit he’s put into. Honestly the fact that he saw the humanity in Gale and Hecuba, that he saw their pain and grief and thats what made them trust him, that is so good. And the way he related to them. Goodness. And it highlights again how good a person he is, how much he feels and cares. I mean, he cried cause he had to send Mrs O Leary away, I cant with this kid-

I supposed what Im left unsatisfied with is how he still perceives himself as dumb? Baby, you survived San Fran for two months as a homeless kid without memories and pursued by different monsters who cant die. Youre the furthest thing from dumb.

He cant see this of course and while it was slightly addressed(?) by Annabeth telling him to his face that she doesnt give him enough credit, that he’s pretty smart, I dont think thats enough for addressing this particular issue. There was a time in the middle that he almost snapped because he thought Annabeth probably thinks him too dumb to know what to do next. Which I understand is frustrating to him. But to be fair this book made him look at Annabeth for a solution a lot. Theres also little comments about how when he cant think of anything - which is every 60 seconds apparently according to him- he looks at Annabeth. This doesnt help the co dependent allegations LMAO. Idk, I will die on the Hill that Percy is one of the smartest people in the series, not just emotionally but also in strategy. And theres, of course, nothing wrong with looking at the genius strategist for answers. Ive mixed feelings because definitely this is more of a Percy-insecurity issue than an Annabeth-being-bossy issue. But okay. One more book, heres to hoping we get more heart to heart on that front because Im 999998% sure she doesnt mean to make him feel stupid, Percy’s just got a lot of demons to fight but this in particular they need to figure out together. Still, its obvious how much they care for each other still. If only Dave and Hana did not piss me off at the start Id probably be a little more lenient about this.

Annabeth’s fatal flaw also makes a comeback, we love to see it.

And Sally Estelle Jackson. Now we have to find out wth is Percy’s middle name cause if Sally has one odds are she gave her son too. Trust me. Im Filipino. Iykyk.

Lastly, while I will forever and ever and ever support the trio from pjotv (theyre perfect and have done nothing wrong ever) I can see Rick’s injecting their personalities into the books. Im not sure if he does this on purpose or just subconsciously LMAO. Some of Grover’s dialogue is definitely inspired by Aryan. Percy being Lanky? Walker through and through, especially with his growth spurt lmao, and Annabeth’s confidence? All Leah. I can see what Rick’s trying to do. Ive no opinion on this, just pointing it out. I do love love love the live action. Just. I can see you Rick. You aint slick.

So there. I probably would need to reread the book properly at some point.

[buttonmillipede]

‼️RANT‼️

TW: porn, sa, rape, pedo, this is a commentary.

Im so tired of the Bsd fandom. Like i like it sometimes, i won’t deny that, but there is too much porn 😭😭.

I want family fond, fluff, anything! I want teen reader who acts too much like a bsd character when they were their age. I want a teen reader in the beast au whos Dazai right hand like how Dazai was Moris right hand. I want dad/mom bsd parent. I want teen reader taking the place as the new demon prodigy, i want intelligent reader. I want child of Chuuya or Dazai meeting someone who is just like Chuuya or Dazai. (Idk how to explain well but here you go. Ex: Child of Chuuya meets someone who acts just like Dazai when Chuuya met Dazai, or child of Dazai gets body slammed by someone who acts like Chuuya). I want a sassy child reader. I WANT PLOT. PLEASE IM BEGGING, IM SO BORED OF JUST READING PORN AFTER PORN CAUSE THERES NOTHING ELSE. ITS SO DRY IN HERE. IF YOUR GONNA MAKE PORN, MAKE IT INTERESTING. I DON’T WANT TO SEE DADDY DAZAI, THAT MAN IS NOT A DADDY!! HES A MANIPULATIVE TWINK. At this point its not even nice to read it. I can just hear my pussy shrivel up and die every time i stumble across smut or lemon or whatever people call it nowadays. (Side note non-con, pedo shit, etc is way too normalized in this fandom.)

Edit: i just want to add im not against porn. Do whatever you want, i can’t control you. What im so upset about is the fact it’s only porn. I can’t find a x reader (Platonic or Romantic) without it being anime characters raw dogging it, in a way that’s so out of character for them. I just want more variety.

Edit 2: I’m being overdramatic as a joke. I don’t like complaining without adding things that will make me giggle. Sorry I didn’t make that clear. If you don’t agree with my opinion scroll away, this wasn’t made to start any fights. This is just mindless ranting about what bugged me at the moment. Please don’t give me solutions, or try to treat me like I’m stupid. I already know what solutions to take, and I’m already taking them. I also want to add again: I DON’T HAVE A PROBLEM WITH PORN. DO NOT DEBATE WITH ME ABOUT IT.

Edit: Ya’ll are porn addicts. This is a commentary, it’s my opinion. Mindless rambling. But the way im seeing people get straight up attacked for saying it’s weird how much “Dark Romance” there is, is gross. Im lucky to have only a few try to fight me. Obviously I want to add, Im not talking about consenting adults. Im talking about yandere (Yandere is debatable, if it’s executed well), rape, sa, pedo. I find it disgusting. I understand if you’re using it as a tool for comfort but I also understand most of the time it’s not healthy. if therapist specifically tells you to use it as a tool of comfort go ahead but don’t share that to the internet. If not, do not do it. That comfort in your brain isn’t actually comfort its desensitization and desensitization can lead to more traumatic and horrible experiences. Anyways my conclusion is: Porn, no matter what form it is, is just as addictive. If you find something you don’t like scroll, if you keep getting that something then block. If you see something not okay then report, block, then scroll.

(Edit: I don’t exactly agree with my point about porn anymore. I don’t care anymore if someone is addicted to it or overuses it. But, I do still stand by my point about the normalization of non con thats not even written because it brings comfort, just written to get off too.)

[swaglet]

more ranting under the cut but this time it's not about ferrets it's about autism and mental illness

i kind of am mad that i'm autistic and mentally ill. because as soon as i withdrew from a few classes to lighten my load and make my schedule into part time again (like my therapist suggested) so that my brain doesn't short circuit and i don't get way too overwhelmed, i have now started...

1) feeding myself better

2) taking care of myself and my hygiene better

3) doing laundry much more consistently

4) being social and hanging out with friends multiple times a week instead of isolating myself and making myself sad

5) getting ALL my class work done and turning all of it in and getting good grades

6) showing up to all of my classes without fail and actually enjoying them and being mentally present in them

7) starting to communicating my needs to people that i trust again and reaching out if i need to

8) asking my choir director if i can go back to working as the choir librarian even if it's as a volunteer rather than a paid position so i can keep myself occupied and it's a job i like to do, and maybe eventually get paid for it again if i prove i can be reliable

9) making a huge effort to be kind and considerate to people instead of just being on autopilot and even started reaching out to people i've never spoken to before in order to try and make new friends

10) being active in the clubs i'm a part of and interested again which means i'm more active on campus and people want me around more again

like. i'm so mad that this is just my life. i might have to eventually learn to accept that i just get overwhelmed much more easily than most people do, even when i'm medicated and in therapy, and i might not be able to keep cramming my schedule full of classes like a normal college student would, and i might not be able to have a normal job with normal hours like a normal functioning person would. there's still resources i haven't tried, i'm reaching out to the academic coach on campus and whatnot for next semester and see if there are any more profound accommodations that they can give me, and when i meet with my psychiatrist next week i'm going to see if she can point me to any occupational therapy resources nearby, and see if all that can help me lead a more normal life. but i do really feel so ashamed of not being able to do it like everyone else. my dad is on the spectrum, he really struggled as a kid, but now he's just a handful of rungs down on the ladder below CEO of a successful international company and he's in charge of a lot of people and he's really talented at a lot of stuff and a lot of people respect him even though he's kind of fucked up and rude. i'm smart, i'm talented, everyone in my life knows that, everyone in my life tells me that every day and everyone praises me when i do something right and my professors all make sure to tell me how proud of me they are and how wonderful i am, so why can't i get my shit together? i have so much potential and it's all going to be wasted because there's just parts of my brain that won't click no matter how much progress i make. it's so embarrassing. it really is.

i feel like a failure. why can i only live life when there's basically nothing on my plate? why can i only live life when things are easy for me? why do i shut down and stop functioning in every other scenario? that's not fair to everyone else in life. idk. Shit pisses me off vro

[hel7l7]

Ok lol I think I'm gonna post more shit on here bcs I need a void to shout into and my instagram is being followed by some friends and I don't want them to read everything I post. (I talk to them when I see them and I don't want them to read everything on insta lol.)

But I had the worst dream about M in a long long time. (M used to be my therapist when I was like 16 and we did not end on good terms and everything that happened between us was fucking traumatising) Sometimes I can hardly believe that even after all this time I'm still having dreams about her that are so vivid, so real, that it makes me feel sick as soon as I wake up. It's completely different to like the other trauma dreams, those are vague and based on feelings and sensations, while the dreams of M are filled with dialogue and easy to recall even hours after I've woken.

I was out for drinks with classmates yesterday and we're all studying to become art-therapists, so therapy is an easy topic. And at one point someone told a story of seeing their therapist in public, after which I told the story of meeting my ex-therapist during a festival. I quickly made a joke to try to switch the subject but one of the girls was like. "Was that the therapist who traumatised you?" I've been vaguely open about my experience with M in my class because I think it holds great lessons for those learning to become a therapist. - And there's reels on my instagram of an interview in which I talk about M. So the topic of M was brought up and a few of the girl were like. "What?" I quickly explained the story of M and how it hurt me. All the girls were super supportive and kind and told me I should not blame myself. (Because I was sort of blaming myself a little in my story.) But they recognised the gaslighting I told them about and all the other bad boundary breaking shit M did. Which was really really nice. Because a lot of other times people really just don't get it. And honestly I was fine. I didn't think about it for the rest of the night, the conversations moved on and we talked about lots of other shit. But last night was bad bad bad. I woke up at 2 am just terrified and unable to calm down. Took me 45 minutes to find the courage to go to the bathroom and I did fall asleep after that. But in this new dream I went back to the place where M works. And we were in a little office that I remembered from real life and there we were supposed to do some sort of trauma therapy. But I didn't trust her, ofcourse. And she kept trying to get me to work with her without recognising any of the damage she did to me. Only after a really long time she tried to talk to me about what was triggering me so bad. Because dream-me was completely disassociated and couldn't fucking think straight. Only when I told her everything that triggered me she became sort of nicer. But it was all so confusing because I didn't want to be there, but dream-me had no choice. (idk why that wasn't explained.) And M kept trying to convince me that I had to do this therapy thing with her, which I didn't want to do. And she tried to get me to keep telling me things I didn't want to tell her. And being there was so triggering, so terrifying. And seeing her was also horrible. She seemed so human. My love/hate/fear for her goes so deep that it literally hurts. And I can't really explain it cause she didn't really do any damage in the dream ofcourse. She wasn't too bad. But just the confusion. That might have been the worst thing she ever did to me. The manipulative way she spoke to me and the confusion that it brought onto me. That triggered me the most. Idk I feel like this doesn't explain anything really but I just feel vague and tired and sad and hurt and a part of me just wants to see her again and a part of me never wants to see her again. and i'm just so angry that all of this ever happened. and i'm angry that i'm still dreaming about her. and i'm sad and scared and just really sad maybe.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hi cas, now I'm gonna rant a bit because there's no one I can talk to rn. I'm already gonna say sorry because it's currently 2 am and English is not my main language.

I have so many problems and things to figure out rn, but idk how. First, the biggest thing, I want to see a psychologist so bad, but idk how to tell my parents. They are really not in a good phase, one of my brother barely talks with them, they're not very happy as a couple and they're constantly so tired bc of their work. I need to talk to someone who can actually help me, and not just giving me shit advices, like my friends telling me to try to change "my point of view".

I also think that I may have ADHD, because I made some research and I and I find myself in many of the symptoms. Obviously only online quizzes and random sites are not very accurate, so here why I want to see a phycologist.

Then I have a lot of anxiety and pressure from everyone, because I always was "a perfect daughter" and now they all expect no less from me, but I can't keep up with it. I hate how now everything I do is taken as normal, what "she does normally". Like today I received two grades, a 10- and a 9½, but when I told my mom she didn't say anything, and when I asked her if she was happy of my results, she said "yeah, it's your usual, maybe next time try to reach a full 10". Like,,, ma'am? I don't have a motherfucking lower grade than 8-. Eight minus. Everyone in my class has taken an insufficiency excpet me! Because I don't want to fail as a daughter and student.

And then every time I do anything slightly wrong, it seems like I do nothing all day. Like,, excuse if with my period cramps I didn't clean the stairs and forgot to do my homework, but ladies and gentlemen, I am in pure pain. Sorry if I didn't clean my room, but between trying to keep up with your expectations and not having a mental breakdown I don't have energy. Sorry if I keep eating without timetables, but my stupid brain want to kinda starve myself until I'm about to breakdown and start eating as comfort.

And next my motherfucking sexuality, I'm lesbian, and out to 2 person, both of my age. But idk how my friends (especially my best friends), my parents and my relatives are gonna react, because I'm motherfucking 13, I don't want to lose my relationship with all of them. Idk how to tell people, bc I don't open up so much with people, and surely not abt this. I accept myself so much, but I'm scared of what the people I love will say, because if I don't know you, then I don't give a shit abt what your homophobic brain thinks, but if like my mom tells me that I'm a disgrace and that being lesbian is a sin, idk how I'm gonna recover.

Oh, and next my religion. I live in a Catholic country, literally everyone here is catholic, especially my grandma. I figured out that in fact I'm very much not catholic, I'm probably atheist. But if Ik that my parent are probably not gonna give a shit abt it, my grandma and some more relatives are gonna be so angry w me. Like rn my grandma lives with us, because she broke her leg, and if I tell her, she's gonna make a motherfucking catholic speech everyday.

Sorry for the rant but I needed it. I also gonna have a shitful night because of the headache I have rn, and I didn't help it by writing all this. Thanks <3

Hi!

That sounds like a LOT to be dealing with, I'm so sorry. I hope you know you're allowed to vent to me any time <3

As far as going to a therapist, is there an acceptable reason to go to a therapist where you're from? Like I know you said your parents might not want you to go for the reasons you're describing but what if you lie? Like just to get them to take you to one. Because once you go, it's not like they'll know what you talk about, right?

I'm sending you love and I hope things get better.

Naming you evermore anon!

[cryptidsurveys]

Saturday, May 17th, 2025.

Have you ever been in a love triangle? I have been in a polyamorous relationship.

How bad are your hangovers? I don't think I've ever had a bad hangover.

What color are your nails currently painted? How about your toenails? They aren't painted.

Would you rather have a $50 gift card to Starbucks or a $50 gift card to McDonald’s? I would be more likely to use the Starbucks gift card.

Do you think Taco Bell is nasty? I haven't had Taco Bell in ages, but no, I don't think it's nasty.

Do you have a jacuzzi? No.

Have you ever broken a bone? If so, what was the cause of it? Lol, now I have another "idk if I broke it or not" toe: the pinky toe on my left foot. I stubbed it on something; I'm not exactly sure what. There was a cat fight in our garage a couple of weeks ago and I was in a hurry to get out of bed and break it up. Part of me thought some critter might have a hold of one of the feral cats and I hoped my intrusion might scare it off, but I'm pretty sure it was just kitties in a tussle.

Do you still talk to the person you liked four months ago? There was no such person.

Where were you last night? I was at home.

Are you afraid to tell your true feelings? I don't always express my true feelings, but I feel like I can be very open with my dad and my therapist. I find it difficult to be open with pretty much everyone else. Anyone who reads my surveys probably knows more about me than many of the people I talk to on a regular basis, but even on here I will only share so much.

Can you commit to one person? I don't even know if I'm capable of getting to the point where commitment would be a factor.

Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? No.

What movie do you want to see? My mom and I will be going to see 28 Years Later when that comes out. I haven't seen the second film, 28 Weeks Later, but I don't think that will matter.

Is this the best year of your life? Last year felt better. 2025 has felt like…idk…like my heart's just not in it. It hasn't been a bad year, though; I wouldn't go so far as to put it in that category.

What was the first thing you did when you woke up? Check the time.

Is anything bothering you? Yeah.

Is life good? For the most part, yes. Most of the difficulty is in my head and not in my life itself.

Do you remember who you liked on New Years? No one.

Do you still like them?

Do you still speak to them?

Told your parents you were going somewhere but went somewhere else? When I was younger.

Do you like being home alone or does it freak you out? It can be peaceful, boring, or lonely, but it almost never freaks me out.

Would you ever kiss anyone you texted today? No. I texted my dad and sent some photos to cattery group chat.

Do you have any bruises on you? I don't think so.

How was 2011 for you? It was a great year for backpacking, but it was a bad year for relationships and mental health. My eating disorder got really bad in late 2011 to early 2012.

Do you like sprinkles on your ice cream? Yeah.

Honestly, have you ever crashed a party before? I haven't.

Do you hide things in your underwear drawer? I don't have an underwear drawer.

Have you ever gone out in public in pajamas? Yeah.

If you had to recommend a movie to somebody right now, what would it be? Watership Down. My childhood obsession.

Can you say “Sally sells seashells by the sea shore” fast without messing up? I can.

Is your hair naturally straight, wavy, or curly? Do you like it? It's straight. Sometimes I wish it was curlier, but I do like it as it is.

Have you ever considered your mom to be your best friend? No. We were closer during my teenage years, but I don't think I ever regarded her as a friend.

Is there anything plaid near you? What is it? Pajama pants in my hamper.

What is your opinion on tongue rings? Trashy or cute? I could never get one myself, but I think they're cool.

What color do you think you look best in? Black, dark red, dark green, and I think I look pretty good in this new volunteer shirt.

The last time you went out to eat - what did you order? PROTEIN POWDER PANCAKES at IHOP lmao. Oh wait, no, it was tater tots and coffee from Carl's Jr., but we just got that to-go.

Was today a bad hair day for you? It was alright.

Do you have all 32 teeth? Nope. My adult canines were removed when I was younger as part of the orthodontic process, and one of my molars cracked and I'm missing more than (?) half of it.

Have you ever been sent a postcard in the mail? From who? Possibly, but I no longer recall who sent it.

Do you spend more time on your hair or your makeup? My hair. I don't wear makeup.

Do you know how to do the moon walk? I generally understand the concept and once got to the point where I could "kind of" pull it off? Maybe? But no, I cannot.

How old were you in the year 2000? I turned 11.

Which subject are you better at - science or history? I was fine when it came to history and any science class that didn't involve much math.

What is one of your favorite comedy movies? Don't have one.

Has anybody ever told you that you have a good singing voice? Yeah. Lol. I don't really, though.

Do you have any plans tomorrow? What are they? Animal shelter in the AM.

Onion rings or french fries? Both are good. But right now, if I had to choose, I would go with french fries.

On a scale of 1-10 how lazy are you? At the animal shelter, maybe a four. At home, a six or seven. I expend most of my energy and effort on volunteering.

When was the last time you ate a doughnut? A couple of weeks ago-ish.

Are you the youngest person living in your house? I am.

Has anybody ever described you as a heart breaker? No.

Are you wearing pajamas right now? Yeah.

Has anybody ever told you that you talk too fast? Maybe.

Name something that is the same color as your eyes. A late summer mountain meadow.

Who is the best cook that you know? Liv still needs to make us those tamales!

Which meal throughout the day do you skip the most? I don't normally skip meals, but I will sometimes skip snacks if I'm going out to eat.

Can you name 3 different dinosaurs? Brontosaurus, Ankylosaurus, and Stegosaurus.

Have you ever completed the 99 bottles of beer on the wall song? I don't think so.

When was the last time you attended a barbeque? Idk.

Did you have a party for your last birthday? No.

Do you know how to dance the electric slide? No.

Are Frosted Flakes REALLY more than good? Love a good FLAKE.

What’s the largest amount that you can juggle at one time? I don't know how to juggle.

What was your favorite thing to go on at the playground as a kid? I don't think I had a favorite. I played on pretty much everything.

Do you know how much you weighed at birth? How much? No.

How old were you when you learned how to ride a bike? Around six years old.

Where do you spend most of your time at? At home or the animal shelter.

What noise does your favorite animal make? Cats make all kinds of sounds. Meows, meeps, ackackackacks, hisses, trills, growls…

Do you have a garden shed in your backyard? No.

Who is the tallest person you know and how tall are they? Not sure.

What was your lowest mark on your previous report card? Probably an F.

[averagetransdude12]

(For legal reasons I'm not a therapist) Uhhh I am bored so now I sha'll rant to yall about Flamingo lore. So I'll be going by this playlist: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLMAZgP8rjwSLYgRu2v0gjUWlZ_ucFPC1E

So the first video is called "A normal roblox video" it kinda just shows insanity and losing yourself, and at the end it seems like Albert (which is of course the main character) "dies" but not really dying its just implied.

The second video is called "Albert's new merch made something terrible happen" it shows rituals in which Albert sacrifices a styrofoam head to a god like deity and when his ritual goes well he goes insane, and it cuts to Albert throwing wife (the mannequin) off the roof. Which could be you sacrificing yourself to help others, but they don't care enough to care so it could lead to insanity

The third video is called "Flamingos wife" where it looks like the whole incident was either a dream or it happened earlier. It has nothing of value in most of it until near the end when Albert and wife wake up in a sewer and if you turn up you're brightness you can see a shadowy figure behind them in the sewer. Maybe the shadow could be a guilty conscience? Like how some people deal with guilt they didn't even need to feel guilt about or it could be just a normal guilty conscience.

The fourth video is called "USE STARCODE FLAMINGO" which is just him making an ad for his starcode, but it's ofc deeper then that cause it's Albert. So it has a kid character (which is just Albert but on his knees), and a mom, the kid is just a brat asks his mom for robux, and his mom buys him a robux gift card, and the kid uses it without using the starcode and is sent to hell where a shadow creature threatens him and tells him that he'll kill his mom and take him (well it's implied).

The fifth video is called "I am playing roblox in this video" the video starts with Albert playing a roblox game, (and if you watch the video you would know the context, and rn I'll just mention the lore of the video) it seems in the video as if it's eluding to murder. In said video Albert sees a ghost orb which is a sign of a dead person or someone's ghost (it could just be some fuzz, but Albert said the crew didn't see it and that he didn't mean to watch it go by) and there is a shadow man behind him if you turn up the brightness. (Pretend I put that the lights go out for 2 minutes in said video lol) the lights go back on and Albert gets up from where he was siting and goes over to some scaffolding (he filmed it in his "new" office building) he climbs up the scaffolding ladder and when he gets up onto the top of the scaffolding he spits over the edge spitting out beans (beans can imply drugs/gore if you look into where they mostly come from) he looks shocked, and climbs down the ladder and walks over to his desk where the computer is leaking beans everywhere. He mumbles something about how he thought he hid it and stuff.

Sixth video is called "The end of flamingo" let's just skip over the boring shit and go straight to how it implies to not being able to leave people (could imply attachment issues) and thinking you are trapped to be around with them, and how it's like everything is burning around you but you are still conscious. Oh and the weird demon thing that talks to Albert and says he should let her go. And when he doesn't let her go, the demon makes Albert trapped inside of a mannequin on a burnt bed.

Seventh and hopefully last video is titled "I messed up" (man if he posts another damn merch ad video I will point a gun to my head) It seems like it's based in the 80's with the 80's music and the whole laundromat thing and the newspapers. So Albert is driving a car to the laundromat to wash clothes (the fans love this video lol). Skip to the laundromat where he encounters masked shadow man (idk thats his name now) the masked shadow man asks for meat, and shows Albert a newspaper with an ad for a meat store. It skips to Albert driving back to the laundromat with some meat for the masked man, he arrives to the laundromat and looks for the masked man, and the masked man declines the meat Albert brought him and points to a girl outside. And Albert goes outside and goes up behind her and goes to grab her shoulder when she turns into meat, Albert goes back into the laundromat and looks for the masked man. This could imply many things like helping someone but they don't really care much when you actually help them, or being a people pleaser and such, trying to help people as best as you can. Or some shit idk I'm not a therapist.

Matpat should look into this, I shouldn't have to just post this shit at 4 am cause I was bored and no one else will talk about it. If anyone can do it please try and get matpat to look into this. I ruined my damn sleep schedule just to make this post.

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

how do you think i bring up to my parents that i might have adhd :((

my mums a doctor so maybe she'll get it but idk abt my dad </3

Hi there,

I found some sources that can hopefully help. This first one is an excerpt from an article:

Preparing to Talk to Your Parents about ADHD

If you want your conversation with your parents to go well, it’s a good idea to do some prep work first. Laying some groundwork will make the journey go more smoothly.

Lay the foundation well before the actual conversation about ADHD. Without mentioning ADHD, talk about frustrations and difficulties you are having. When you bring them up during the ADHD conversation, they won’t be new and thus won’t catch your parents off guard.

Know your goals. What do you want out of the conversation? Do you just need your parents to listen and understand? Do you want them to support your desire to see a doctor or therapist? Do you want them to hire a tutor to help you learn to study? Knowing precisely what you want to achieve in your conversation will help keep you focused as you talk.

Predict potential emotional reactions you may have so you can manage them. ADHD can make people quick to anger, so if you’re aware of things that might make you fly off the handle, you can either steer clear of those topics or recognize your feelings when they happen and breathe deeply to slow down your emotional reactions.

Pick a good time to ask your parents if you can talk about something important to you. Wait until they’re not distracted. Pick a time that works for everyone and a place that is comfortable and distraction-free.

Once you’ve completed these steps, it’s time to tell your parents about ADHD.

Tips for How to Talk to Your Parents about ADHD

Talking to your parents about ADHD symptoms you’re experiencing and difficulties you’re having is a very good idea because it will help move you forward toward help and support for ADHD. You might find some or all of the following tips useful.

* Be clear and direct so your parents know exactly what you’re experiencing. It might be helpful to write down a list of your concerns so you can refer to them.

* Listen to your parents, and understand their point of view. Listening to them shows them you’re serious and allows you to respond to their concerns.

* Let them ask you questions, and give honest responses.

* Avoid getting angry by paying attention to your thoughts and emotions, breathing, and asking for a break if necessary.

* Print out an ADHD symptoms checklist and highlight areas that affect you. Talk to your parents about how these areas are keeping you from being successful and working toward your goals.

* Suggest a trial period. Ask them to let you see a doctor or therapist to try ADHD treatment for a few months. You can all see how it goes and re-evaluate things after the trial period.

Quite often, parents resist acknowledging ADHD because they don’t want to see their son or daughter labeled or put on medication. The best way to know why your parents dislike the idea of you having ADHD is to ask them. They can share their concerns with you. Then, you can acknowledge their concerns and explain why it will be helpful for you to be evaluated for ADHD and ADHD treatment.

Talking to your parents about ADHD can feel intimidating at first, but with some prep work and using these tips, you just might find that the discussion is a positive one that leads to ADHD help.

Article will be below:

Here is a video I found that might help:

Last one is a Reddit thread that might help:

I hope these can help. Thank you for the inbox. I hope you have a wonderful day/night. ♥️

[nathank77]

5/13/25

6:55 p.m Added to Significantly i might keep writing bc this shit isnt fair.

I actually think generally as a whole therapists are psychologically damaging to have. You think you need help, someone to listen, someone to care about you, but let's be real, it's money. They are there for money. Some of them are even purposefully harmful.

Kristen really did me in on therapists. Im not pursuing legal action against her, why? Even if she settled which i doubt, I have to go through 500 lawyers explain what she did to me, relive my trauma every single time, be basically told I'm incompetent/psychotic/not even a human by every single lawyer who fucking turns me down, but if I idk like fell at her practice, I'd have lawyers knocking down my door if I needed an ankle surgery or something. But bc its psychological damage I have to relive my trauma, and maybe just maybe one lawyer will say, "you know what I believe we have something here."

No amount of money could fix what she did to me. Not even being the richest person on earth. But let's say 10 pro Bono lawyers turn me down, that's harmful. Explaining my trauma, what her negligence did to me to 10 people to have them say without saying, "you're psychotic." "Oh you hear a voice, or you heard a voice, what did it tell you to do???? What does it say now?? Does it give you commands? Do you see things that arent real? oh you went crazy and ended up in a psych ward for a day." I don't fucking need it. No one has any concept how I've been treated once I say the words, "i hear a voice."

And let's say she didn't settle. I couldn't imagine the psychological damage actually going to court would cause. But even if she did settle which i doubt bc she's a monster, but even if she did I'd still have to tell my story over and over again until someone decides that having a mental health problem doesn't make you incompetent or psychotic or unreliable or make the case weaker.

So no i don't think it's worth it to contact lawyers bc I don't want to relive any of it. Considering everytime I hear voice i get a flashback and want to commit suicide bc I realize I'm never going to stop hearing it..... and life is pointless and this brain damage is permanent.

So thanks to Kristen I think therapists can be evil. And I learned that there def is a power imbalance.... I mean when I was her client, she could have said, "he has plans to kill someone." And she could have had me locked up for months based on a lie.

And now i have had that experience with the therapist before her who asked me to describe my genitals and asked for photos of other transmens genitals.......

Then I had the bitch who marginalized my trauma when she said, "happy birthday." When i tried comparing my ptsd to that of a soldiers coming back from war. Her tone was FUCKING DISGUSTING. FUCKING VILE.

And then the countless abandonments bc of my diagnosis of being a hallucinator..... and no one wanting to work with me bc of it so when I find a therapist I should just commit to them even when I am not happy with them bc if I have no therapist when I try to find one it could take 3 years or more to fucking find one bc no one wants to work with a hallucinator.... in their world, "a psychotic person," but they don't consider my medical problems that are causing the issues at this point. My ears are FUCKED UP. I CANT EVEN TELL WHERE SOUNDS ARE COMING FROM ANYMORE. I HAD SOMEONE SAY HI HOW ARE YOU TODAY AND MY HEAD WAS SPINING AROUND TRYING TO LOCATE THE SOUND. THERE WAS TWO PEOPLE, ONE TO MY LEFT AND ONE IN FRONT OF ME AND I DIDNT SEE ANYONE SAY IT BUT IT WAS THE PERSON IN FRONT OF ME IN ANOTHER ROOM BUT STILL SLIGHTLY VISABLE BC SHE MET ME AT THE FRONT DESK...AT LEAST I THINK ANYWAYS BUT IT WAS ONE OF THEM.

So i tried to reach out and ask for some time and I explained why to the therapist who said, " you can tell when someone is trans." She won't give me the time bc of the wait list and I misunderstood what she said, "people cant tell." But that's not what she fucking said. She said and I qoute verbatim, "usually people can tell, especially people who are apart of the community like me, so maybe the girls looking at you at the gym can tell."

So im supposed to pretend I didn't hear her right, when I know i did. She didnt directly say, "Nathan i can tell you're trans." She said what i wrote above.... and she also said, " i said people cant tell." And I'm supposed to accept that shes lying. I'm supposed to meet this week if I want a therapist.

The power imbalance is ridiculous. What if I went on a three week vacation??? I just won't have a therapist when I come back? Like that's kinda fucked.

So im forced to attend, accept a white lie. And she can easily say, "well you didn't hear me correctly, you wear hearing aids."

It's obv she wants to keep me as a client..but the issue is im being coroised into attending to have a therapist. And then im supposed to act like she didnt say, "usually people can tell, especially people who are apart of the community like me, so maybe the girls looking at you at the gym can tell."

Im really starting to think all therapists are evil. I mean im not lying. Like why cant i take a few weeks off, come back and then we can just do therapy... I mean forcing me to fucking meet this week or ending therapy is coroision. And then lying about how she worded it...

And it's like my gym schedule is the most important thing to me. I just need a week or three to rotate it around so when we resume I don't workout that day, so I can fucking eat, pee as much as I need to after the gym since I piss every 5 minutes for 3 hours after the gym, and take a shower. Im willing to move my schedule around and meet with you, and let it slide off my back but you're forcing me to attend if I want a therapist, paying no regard to I cant do self care if I cant move gym schedule around....

Like let me move it around. The gym is paramount to my mental health. Im not taking a day off. That would not be therapeutic to me. The gym is therapy to me and i need to move my schedule around so I can do self care stuff after the gym but I cant miss a week of therapy without losing my therapist so I can move my schedule around to make sure I can piss as much as I need to, eat food, and take a shower.

But you can miss 2 weeks in a row bc of obligations, but im not allowed the same thing bc of this shit power imbalance where my schedule and life isnt as important as yours?

[fehck]

3.1

There's so many other things i should actually be thinking about.

This barely deserves my attention but every few nights around this same time, my mother comes to mind.

I start to google shit about narc mothers and estranged adult children. I'm usually flippant about my mother because FAR worse happened to me than her weird tantrums and religious psychosis episodes. However, I have been piecing together that absolutely none of the worse shit would have happened without her presence and influence in my life.

(she and her husband beat the shit out of me most of my childhood, she medically neglected me until others noticed or witnessed shit i needed medical attention for, her best friend was my long term childhood sexual abuser and our "bond" was encouraged by her, she blamed me for that abuse, and she continues to emotionally and verbally abuse me until i go no contact again. I'm her perpetual scapegoat. subsequently, in adulthood, i can only have serious romantic attachment to abusers...i feel like i could expand forever on each of these points...the lore is vast, chat but that's the tldr of it all...)

Anyway, I end up googling the same shit every time: can narc mothers love? my narc mother loves my siblings but not me? scapegoat child? is my narc mother sorry?

I don't want her love. The love she shows my sisters just confuses me. I do want her to know that she is not the victim though. I want her to know that she was a bad parent to me. Somewhere, somehow, in the deep recesses of her mind, i just want her to KNOW.

Morgan (my therapist) says i have a deep sense of justice. that that's a huge part of my personality. we joke that it's my libra moon and rising. more accurately, we acknowledge that it's in the nature of an INFJ... still, I ask myself why i need her to know, why i need someone who isn't me to tell her. Morgan has said she would gladly tell her but...I don't want that. I don't want to watch her lie to someone so dear to me and I know that Morgan's emotions could run away with her if put in that situation. as a mother herself, my mom disgusts her and she's very protective of me. once, another employee of CMH treated me like absolute shit and emailed her, blaming me. she asked her supervisor to respond to that email because she was too heated and upset to be professional. soooo, someone else is going to have to tell my mom. what i really want is her to see a therapist that she can't bullshit and they tell her but that won't happen. jennifer (mother) is always the victim and she is always the martyr.

I should be trying to process the early childhood memory that came up in Tuesday's session that fucked me up or Thursday when my grandfather basically said im fucked once he passes (i knew that but...jesus) which made me so s-idal that I began reallyyy planning...the tabs are still open as we speak (2 of you reached out and if you happen to be reading this long ass post, it really did mean A LOT <3). I should be thinking about how I havent left my bed, that I wouldn't have left it on Thursday if hadn't needed to travel to my grandparent's. I should be thinking about the undone laundry, the prescriptions waiting at the pharmacy for the last week but no, i'm wondering why my fucking mother doesn't love me...at 32 goddamn years old.

she may be on my mind because it's very likely that i will be hospitalized again soon. idk if she'll find out. i will tell my sisters, they hear from me about once a day. im guessing one of them would tell her, idk. also, she was the reason (a final straw, rather) i ended up there in November.

idfk. im still just trying to make it until i see Morgan on monday. the one person im alive for simply because it would really hurt her feelings...lol (fr though).

[sincelastsession]

As much as I try the litany of coping mechanisms... They aren't really helping right now and it's really frustrating because I need to go to the grocery store and do normal things.

But I'm in a freeze state.

The more noise the worse it gets.

The ear plugs are a sensory nightmare.

I'm mad because it's been every day my neighbors are being so loud. The office and courtesy officer who is a sheriff is a fuckin asshole to me.

They think it's about race.

They don't seem to care about the OBVIOUS daycare being run. They won't investigate because they don't see it. I can't take a video to prove it. The kids sit on the stairs at night hollering and playing loud rap music and it's not even good rap music it's shitty SoundCloud rappers and it's not even intelligent. Like even if it was better music I'd still be pissed because I'm just trying to relax.

I do not understand why it's so hard for people to be courteous.

I'm literally going to put a pentacle wreath up and start doing witchcraft outside on purpose. Technically I'm exercising my rights?

Idk.

Parents are telling me July at soonest for moving.

I'm terrified I'm going to lose my cool and absolutely blast the neighbors, office, a corporate. I hate that they're under the impression I'm racist. I hate that they have experienced this themselves. It's more noise than you'd put up with yourself.

My parents seem to think they will find a place that's safe and quiet for under 1k. The places I have found they're not happy with and say are dangerous.

I don't know what to do. Earplugs and headphones are generally a sensory nightmare or they hurt my ears.

I wish they'd just move and put calmer professionals in that unit.

Even the drug dealer that was there before was quiet despite ppl going in and out of the apartment.

Like I know also there was prostitution going on as well a year or so ago in various areas in the complex.

I'd love if my parents with get in touch with my bestie Blake Knight of capital city concierge but my mom already led him on to believe she was getting a house for me last time.

It was embarrassing.

Piper's fiancé's mom found places but they are all in dangerous areas where I'd definitely have safety problems.

I really just would ideally like to get moved to a quiet safe spot. Work on my mental health. Get better. Figure out how to financially get around things without the sense if guilt from breaking rules and fear of getting in trouble and learn things I was never taught that I can't figure out with banking because I'm math dyslexic and literally no one takes me seriously on that. I mean my hope us to get better and much more functional like you know and can see.

I do wish they had the same sorta respite for people like me. In the UK they have them where ppl like me that are overly stressed can go stay and they just sorta treat it more like a resting place and have therapists and a doctor available if need be...

I don't understand why they don't have a place that's strictly for people who are just under too much stress due to anxiety, ptsd, and just life.

They have places for military to recuperate but it's kinda like "fuck you you fet to go to grippy sock jail because you weren't in war" But I have seen war. The entire time my friend Mike was volunteer fighting in the Ukraine he showed me all the things. The dead bodies, the trenches, a person's head on a spike with the skin peeled off and a scythe next to it that Russians left of a poor pow. They found one of our people hands cut off and decapitated. I mean the news censors everything so much. I've seen so much from a gopro from an actual team of ppl. I didn't fight but I've seen really fucked shit. War is hell.

Why aren't there places that are less clinical and more for rest and nervous system regulation?

I don't know if I would want to move states but there's gotta be something.

I just need peace. I have seen and heard enough. I only have respite time when I'm in my dynamic at this point and I've discussed this with my partner about how it helps in an odd but therapeutic way. There's books on how it helps. I think it does. I just don't want to have my entire dynamic be him calming me down. I'd like to have more fun. He understands and I'm not asking I hope for too much currently. I have asked him to lmk. He likes how we are so open and he likes my appreciation and points out how I'm different than most people.

I am thoughtful because I went through hell. I party had my tubes tied and an ablation so at least I'd never get pregnant from any possible SA which has always scared me, because I wouldn't birth a healthy child or even an alive one, and because I feel it would be cruel to pass on the genetics I have. To watch anyone or my own child experience what I did would break me.

So in the same sense...I don't want people to suffer. It hurts to see. It hurts to hear about. It hurts when I can't do anything and it hurts I have to accept that.

I'd love to bitch political and such with everyone else but that doesn't fix the issues. We as a people unless we raise hell and riot like the French aren't realistically going to change this country or stop politics from taking away our rights.

Political leaning to me doesn't matter at this point. I truly believe my vote means nothing and the presidential elections are a big fat bunch of bullshit to give people a sense that they're making a difference when rich mfers who do not care about anyone but thier own lives are really in control.

I hope it rains and the lights don't go out and I can just order doordash and people stay quiet.

That's what I need this weekend.

Just some peace and good sleep.

Because I'd like to accomplish things and it's impossible being interrupted by loud people CONSTANTLY.

[menta11yi11]

I'm still grieving that people told me suicidal ideation made them uncomfortable and so they kicked me from the group chat and only furthered the belief that I would never be accepted for my transness and mental health struggles.

"You're just such a downer, and you're attention-seeking." I was at the lowest point and then got humiliated by someone and lost 20+ friends in one night. But sure, tell me about how you /care/ about trans people. Tell me about how you're a mental health advocate while you shame people for being overwhelmed and self-defeating.

I know it's a hard conversation but they could have asked for a time-out instead of banning me and locking me out of access to my own threads about my headspace and inner world stuff in the plural server. This person has access to links to what my inner world looks like and I don't. I don't see how I'm solely the one in the wrong here. I didn't handle my venting well so I found other coping skills and I'm doing better now I'm not living with the cult parents who were actively threatening me with homelessness and gaslighting me about the abuse. I was in a domestic violence situation but they didn't fucking care and I just had to accept that sometimes people who claim to be your friend aren't going to step up when things get Real, and I have to find people who won't shame me for expressing hopelessness. I have much better friends now and a therapist who respects me and a case worker who checks on me regularly, and I guess it took a mean trans woman to bully me to realize not every trans person actually cares about others in their community. Sometimes people don't have the capacity for compassion and it's not something I can change or should try to change about them. Idk I still have a lot of trauma around women in social hierarchies because most of the friend groups I've had were queer women who would assert dominance, and other me when I didn't submit to exactly the way they wanted me to be- this isn't like a "grr women evil" but like, as a queer enby woman myself, it hurts 20x more to be rejected by a trans woman. If a cis man is mean to me, I can accept it easier and it rolls off. Not being accepted by a trans feminine person hits a lot of my insecurities that I'm too male to be part of the sapphic community. I'm not womanly enough to be in the squad, I'm not perfectly poised and I'm abrasive sometimes, which makes me come off as "a man invading women's spaces." Let autistic women be angry and blunt, let us express disappointment without this "good vibes only" bullshit. I felt like I was being tone policed constantly and others were controlling my behavior to feel like I could 'fit' into the new friend group. I was fucking miserable and my OCD and paranoia spiraled and I developed an introject of the person who kicked us from their group server. This introject would be a persecutor and tell me about how I'm terrible and how I wasn't good enough, that I wasn't feminine enough, that me not shaving my beard and facial hair was hurting other trans women and making the community 'look bad.' Her own dysphoria was projected onto me and I felt like I had to shave and wear a full-face of makeup and pitch my voice up to not be seen as a man pretending to be a woman. I didn't need that inner critic telling me I'm not enough or that I'm too much for others when I'm struggling.

[hospitalterrorizer]

diary7

i got bored and used mouthwash is how my day is going.

not, like, in a stupid way. i just literally washed my mouth with it. i also just did the last workouts of the day, 36 hip thrusts and 30 squats (on top of my earlier in the morning 30 squats + leg lifts and other stuff i do on my back (not euphemistic)) now i am relaxing by listening to usurp synapse, who i was listening to earlier and i felt like i uncovered some kind of fact in how they structure their songs and went on to make another obscenely short song, my second one of the day.

i did get to record today, i've nailed down a song i didn't think i'd ever even get to honestly, re-wrote the lyrics to it too. i also, like i mentioned earlier, made two obscenely short songs. one is an 8 second long song with a 12 second long intro which i think i'm going to use as an intro for the album i'm working on, the other song is 23 seconds. idk where i'll fit it in but it's so short that it can basically go anywhere, as long as i can make it fit in the album emotionally/pacing wise.

tomorrow idk what i'm gonna do, i think what i'll do is leave the song i basically nailed down today, come back to it in a couple days or so, so that way i can come back with a clear head/ without obsession, and instead tomorrow i'll do a new song, maybe the new short one w/o vocals, and another shorter one, with more lyrical content though, and if my voice is up to it / i get them both handled well, i might go try another screamy song. i need to figure out some songs that don't require that though, i might try one of the longer (longer is so relative here, the longest song that's for sure on the album is going to be like 3 minutes. so longer meaning 2 minutes-ish) songs out that's less screamy and more freaked out androgyne stuff.

otherwise, today i prepared dinner for 4 nights tonight, i made miso butter chicken tonight, tomorrow or the next day, or maybe even the day after, idk what i'm gonna do with this other filleted chicken breast i have, maybe pan fry it after putting it in flour, idk what to do for sauce, it's already seasoned. the other 2 nights, i'm marinading stir fry. when i cut the chicken up, i always call it mr. chicken. tonight he was still kind of not totally thawed so the butchering was so cold it hurt my hands but this brand of chicken is honestly much easier to handle than i thought it'd be. idk why the other one feels like, denser, or something. what are they doing with these chickens. freaky stuff.

my mom texted me today to let me know that she is officially on the autism spectrum and i told her about how since highschool i've wondered if i'm autistic. i used to care a lot more about diagnoses then, i think i wanted to be told that i had everything wrong with me and that i was totally sick because if i were, i guess it made me more desirable, in a way, at least i felt like that. like if i were hopeless someone would really have to kill me. now i don't want any diagnosis and i hate psychiatry mostly but when my mom or really most other people talk about it helping them i'm just happy that they feel better in their life anyway they can, cuz everything is so miserable anyways. sometimes it does seem to confer a kind of condescension, some people begin speaking on behalf of their experts, outsourcing a sector of thought to an expert who sort of speaks through them in suggestions, like, you should get that checked out, maybe you need x, and whatever else. but it's easy enough to ignore people telling you (you generally, not a specific you, not pointed back at myself) why therapy is incredible and you should try it.

i don't even always hate therapists. i know some people would say i'm weak for that but they're just people caught up in a fundamentally fucked way of seeing people and trying to make that positive or helpful. they're losing so severely it's hard to not be sad for them.

a fairly light day i guess, or productive w/ music.

i found my gf's bone necklace, it has coyote bones on a chain. it wasn't really lost but i felt like i could lose it, it was under some books, i figured i'd need to find it sooner rather than later because i imagine she'd want to wear it.

she also didn't finish dinner tonight which she usually doesn't, so it's leftovers for me tomorrow cuz she doesn't eat leftovers. but that makes me worry about what she'll eat, i dunno. i can do ramen i guess but she'd feel ill over that probably.

bluhhhh

i really want to re-mix the stupid stupid short song, i need it to be a little more legible.

oh all my soreness is gone and i'm still all sorry for myself because i feel like i am still falling short of completing everything.

tomorrow i need to find a bunch of photos of maggots, grubs, caterpillars, and maybe a chrysalis or two to agglomerate into something for cover art.

i think i need to figure out the kick drums but the song sounds better now.

uhhhhhhhhhh whatever. i think this enough for today.

[casimania]

It's so weird cause a personality disorder makes sense and avpd is like, Textbook Me™ yet I never even remotely considered something like this.

I don't know what I expected out of therapy. Like I sort of "accepted" only recently that I have problems that can be solved and I am not, yet the main reason I started this journey is I didn't want to disappoint/anger/make sad the only friend I have left so I think some part of me still didn't believe there was anything fixable. I still expected both her and my therapist to just get tired of me being Fualty or something and be like "there's nothing to be done here you suck, never speak to me again".

[devildomwriter]

Obey Me As Tumblr #5

Satan: Using Microsoft word

*moves an image a mm to the left*

All text and images shift. Four new pages appear. Paragraph breaks from Union. A swarm of commas buzzes at the window. In the distance, sirens.

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Asmodeus: Just learned that my “pupil” is a muscle and that means that fact about your eyes dilating when you see someone you like actually means that you’re subconsciously and uncontrollably flexing at your crushes whenever you see them

Mammon: Kind of like a butthole!

Asmodeus: Thanks

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Leviathan: My stomach growled super loud in French omg

Leviathan: I would like to clarify my stomach did not speak French. It growled in French class I apologize

Satan: Bonjour

Beelzebub: Le growl

Diavolo: Hon hon hon feed me a baguette

Lucifer: Why do I even go on this website

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Solomon: My friend who works with clowns says that mimes came first so technically clowns are just scene mimes

Satan: Your friend who works with clowns

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Mammon: How can lawyers argue without crying?

Satan: I am a lawyer and let me tell you it gets like super close dude

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Simeon: You know that little sea bug with the stupid hands and it has a home but it changes homes sometimes because it gets too big for it?? What is it???

Barbatos: Hermit crab??

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Belphegor: As a college student my favorite words are “cancelled” and “free”

Satan: Free pizza is cancelled

Beelzebub: Why would you even say something like that?

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Simeon: Don’t feel bad if you’re sensitive to negative feedback because apparently after one particularly bad review Hans Christian Andersen was found just sobbing while laying face down in the dirt

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MC: Ways to look more angelic

• carry flowers everywhere

• Pink or gold eyeshadow

• Wear long ankle dresses

• Soft humming

• Have a pink glowy blush

Raphael: • Wield a flaming sword

Leviathan: • Be covered in eyes

Simeon: three pairs of wings

Mammon: Wheel

Michael: Announce your arrival by screaming “FEAR NOT!” everywhere you go

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Mammon: Anyone down to take couples counseling and see at what point the therapist realizes we do the even know each other?

Leviathan: Idiots to lovers, 20k words, angst with a happy ending.

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Satan: Sorry I have bubonic plague I can’t hang out tonight

Solomon: Aw rats

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Satan: My favorite thing to do when someone asks me to perform a simple task is to say “No” while doing it.

Belphegor:

Someone: Hey, can I borrow a pen?

Me, getting a bag of pens out: Absolutely not, perish

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Satan: 8 years old. College reading level. The weight of the world is on my shoulders.

Leviathan: 20 years old. Illiterate, the weight of the universe has given me chronic back pain

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MC:

Mosquito: *about to bite me*

Me: umm I have a boyfriend

Asmodeus: *little giggles* daddy’s the only one allowed to put their mouth on baby girl - baby girl

MC:

Me:

Mosquito: yikes

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Satan: Throwing lamps at people who need to lighten up

Solomon: Throwing handles at people who need to get a grip

Leviathan: Throwing refrigerators at people who need to chill

Mammon: Throwing scissors at people who need to “cut it out”

Diavolo: Throwing clocks at people who need to get with the times

Beelzebub: Throwing matches at people who need to get fired up

Belphegor: Throwing a brick at someone to kill them

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Mammon: Idk how I’d survive without water

Barbatos: You wouldn’t

Mammon: Haha. I feel like that sometimes too. Glad someone loves water as much as I do :)

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Leviathan: My internet was down for 5 minutes so I went downstairs and spoke with my family

Leviathan: They seem like nice people

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Mammon: What is it called when you kill a friend?

Mammon: Homiecide

Lucifer: Murder

Mammon: Homiecide

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