#end stigmas

[thecalculatornetwork]

It's kinda fucked that

BPD

DID

PTSD

Are direct results of trauma that we had received either by others or by other tragic circumstances and yet we get some of the most nastiest stigmas thrown at us.

As if we ASKED for this.

[wilwheaton]

Speaking as someone who lives with mental illness, who struggled and suffered for decades with undiagnosed and unacknowledged  CPTSD, with a side of Depression and Generalized Anxiety, (who continues to struggle and live with it) I know how difficult and scary a mental health crisis can be.

I also know how vicious and ruthless and cruel the political world is.

So I am incredibly grateful to Senator Fetterman for getting mental health care without shame or apology. His courage saved lives. There are people today and in the coming days who are willing to seek mental health care, because he spoke openly and without shame about his own mental health.

Depression and mental illness affects EVERYONE, and when people who have enormous public profiles speak about their experiences, it chips away at the stigma that has claimed too many lives.

I am not a United States Senator, but I know this is absolutely true, because people have told me that my public journey to care for my mental health and heal my trauma gave them what they needed to make the appointment and begin their own journey.

My heart is with Senator Fetterman and his family. I wish them all the best. I know how tough this is. How scary it can be. How Depression will see the struggle and just pour lie after lie after lie over you, trying its best to make you believe you deserve or are responsible for it.

All of that is bullshit. Depression lies.

I want to remind anyone who is struggling with their mental health, who is just *so tired* of feeling all the things Depression and its buddies try to drown us with that IT IS OKAY TO NOT BE OKAY. It's not shameful or weak to ask for help. It's courageous, and you deserve to be helped by people who have dedicated their lives to helping us get better.If you or someone you know is struggling, please know that help is available when you're ready. If you are in the United States, you can dial 988 from any phone to speak with a counselor who is ready for you.

[jesuschristt-thatsaprettyface]

am i the only one out here getting turned on by sick guitar riffs??

[crazycatsiren]

Bipolar disorder can't be cured.

It can be managed/treated with medications, but manageable/treatable doesn't mean symptom free.

Neurodivergence/neurodiversity includes bipolar disorder.

The majority of media portrayals of bipolar disorder is wrong.

[possamble]

do you have any particular thoughts regarding marcille being a half-elf? its interesting to me considering the fact that she seems self-conscious about being a half-elf, but denies it when its brought up

i remember marcille looking visibly uncomfortable over laios simply asking her how old she is, which i think the only reason she might feel nervous about this is because it might reveal her as a half-elf to him.

she's never corrected anybody whose called her an elf either.

never mind the circumstances of the reveal, in which thistle goes on about how half-elves are inferior and accusing her of wanting to become full blooded elf, she seemed particularly upset like he struck a nerve-

i wish the half-elf thing was built upon more. also, underrated marcille line:

okay so i revisited this sequence just to make sure I could back myself up and it's just... man. there's a lot going on.

the first reaction we get from Marcille is this huge panel that takes up half of the page

she is viscerally affected. flushing to the tips of her ears with the intensity of it. and we see it again, a few pages later

so it might seem like she's embarrassed about it and lying to herself, but... I really think it's just that Thistle is accidentally hitting sore spots. If you really look at what he says to get these reactions

"you'll live out your entire life [...] and die that way too"

"a hundred years from now, nobody will be there"

Hear me out. I think, if he stuck to harping on about her inferiority without bringing up how terrifyingly long-lived she is, she wouldn't have been as bothered. But right now, Thistle is accidentally hitting all the marks on Marcille's deepest fears-- and this is after the Winged Lion promised her that her dreams could come true in an extremely vulnerable moment, so it also hits her slightly guilty conscience as well.

I do truly believe that Marcille isn't bothered about being a half-elf the way that people assume she'd be bothered by it. To her, the biggest problem with being a half-elf is that it's isolating.

On one hand, it's not hard to imagine why she'd distance herself from elves in the west. A lot of them can clock her as a half-elf on sight, unlike other races, and therefore she's always branded with this weird stigma of being Othered -- I would even say that she considers herself lucky for being born outside of elven culture instead of having to grow up in it. I mean, just... look at the way elves talk about her.

Skipping past the uncomfortable implication of what 'not tolerating the existence' of half-elves would actually entail, this is incredibly fucking annoying. You can see why she wouldn't want to be around elves much. You see a lot of Marcille reacting badly here, but honestly, almost all of it can be attributed to her freaking out that her bluff completely failed. She's honestly more paying attention to Izutsumi's footsteps and trying to coordinate an opportunity to escape.

And in the end, you see her built-up frustration at being asked if she wants to be a full-blooded elf like 2-3 times in a row.

Yeah, yeah, "the lady doth protest too much," and all. But we know Marcille. We know that she's a lot more embarrassed and horrendously unconvincing when she's being prodded about something she's actually self-conscious about.

Moving onto the flipside of things, it might seem weird that she "pretends" to be a full elf around other races, but it's not really that strange if you think about it. Again, people are weird about her being infertile or whatever, and a lots of them don't even know much about what sets half-elves apart from everyone else. I mean, look at how uncomfortable Laios is just asking her about it

and look at how exasperated and resigned she looks

And like... she's right. Where would that come up in normal conversation? Why would she go out of her way to tell them? She's functionally a normal elf to other races anyway -- got the ears, the abnormally long "childhood", and the huge mana capacity. Unless it's directly relevant or important for people to know, I don't think it's all that strange or indicative of insecurity that she prefers not to bother with it.

(This combined with her sense of being an "outsider" to elf culture also explains why she thinks elf superiority is embarrassing. She sees the way elves treat short-lived races from the "outsider" perspective nonetheless, and thinks it's obnoxious; especially more so because she usually has to play the elf around short-lived races and deal with the reputation of arrogance that elves have built up.)

The sad thing is, this all means that... she doesn't actually fit in anywhere. She doesn't like going out West much because of how elves treat her. But she's also an outsider in the continents she was born in, treated like this exotic long-lived alien choosing to live among short-lived races for some reason. She is always an outsider, the Other, no matter where she goes. Add in the fact that she'll live longer than literally anyone she knows, and it's honestly kind of heartbreaking.

And I think that's the crux of it. Marcille really doesn't act like she's at all self-conscious about being a half-elf because of any feelings of inferiority or being half-made or whatever. She considers herself a perfectly legitimate being and might even, in some ways, consider herself superior to normal elves because she's not blind with elf supremacy or whatever. (And whatever "elven biases" she displays, all of them are born more out of the fact that she's kind of bad at conceptualizing how other races age and mature compared to herself, not that she actually considers herself better or more mature simply for being an elf.)

I think that whatever self-consciousness Marcille has about being a half-elf is, instead, related to terror and loneliness. The reminder that it ensures she'll never truly belong anywhere for the rest of her very long life. The reminder that, in truth, even she's not actually sure how old she is by other races' standards (hence the discomfort when asked how old she is). She doesn't want to not be a half elf, or be a full elf or full tall-man-- in her ideal world, she's still a half-elf. She just gets to live out her life at the same pace with the people she loves and doesn't have to say goodbye again and again and again until she dies.

and one last very important panel, right after Mithrun tells her that all her desires would be devoured

In her ideal world, she's still a half-elf and reality magically starts marching at her pace. But failing that, the second best thing is that she's still a half-elf-- but one who is able to accept reality and let go of her fear.

(But the rest of the story pans out the way it does because, to Marcille, taking reality apart and reshaping it was less scary than simply and fully reconciling with it.)

[honorablehatake]

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[crimsoncosmic]

Just coming here to say that:

Narcissism and being a narcissist is a mental illness. It is not an adjective you can use to describe your ex who just happened to be a bit of a jerk.

Bipolar is a mental illness. It is not an adjective you can use to describe somebody who’s just a bit moody

Psychopath/Sociopath are both extremely stigmatized mental illnesses, and should not be used as a word to describe someone you simply just don’t like

OCD isn’t just being a perfectionist and being obsessed with cleaning.

ADHD isn’t just some quirky trait and having a lot of energy. It’s actually a learning disability

Autism IS A DISABILITY. It’s not a “different ability” it’s a disability, and it’s okay to acknowledge it as that.

Narcissistic Abuse isn’t a real thing, and the term only “narcissistic abuse” only causes more stigma around people who have NPD

That’s all.

[the-firefly-jar-system]

reminder that this blog supports and loves (/p) people with NPD, HPD, ASPD, AVPD, BPD, psychosis, delusions, schizophrenia, schizospec disorders, obsessive compulsive disorders, intrusive thoughts, violent urges, DID/OSDD/UDD, trauma disorders, dissociative disorders, bipolar disorder, level 2/3 autistics, and any other stigmatized disorder or condition!

[euphorics-stuff]

I don’t understand why ppl are hating on claire that woman legit looks like a victoria’s secret model, plus she seems so sweet, she has been silent on IG lately I hope its not related to that :/

FR LIKE SHES SO GORGEOUS, ALSO THEM TALKING ABOUT HER HAVING PLASTIC SURGERY LIKE THAT WOULD MATTER ANYWAY LIKE SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL SO IT DOESNT MATTER IF SHE HAS PLASTIC.

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An Austin redesign I made in gacha life that I decided to draw, I'm actually really proud of how this came out

[godisasimp]

Kaslana family

Grandparents

Parents

Kids

Aunt

[breathofmyown]

It's really disappointing to see the stigma against necromancy crop up on this site, but I suppose I shouldn't be so surprised.

It's a common misconception among anti-necromancy societies that the skeletons working the fields and forming the armies when needed are terrible desecrations, the honored dead enslaved by vile masters, when this could be nothing further from the truth. Our people give their bodies over to this out of love for their families and community. Allowing their bodies to provide labor and security after they are gone so that those who live do not have to waste their years doing menial labor and throwing themselves away in violence, and instead can pursue a life they take joy in freed from the burdens of survival. And so when we grow old or ill we choose to have our bodies serve our community so that our children, and children's children can enjoy the freedom and security that we did.

During the Days of Remembrance the skeletons are brought in from the fields and factories, back to their family homes and we celebrate them by telling stories of their lives, enjoying their favorite foods, and spending time with the part of them they left behind out of love for us. It's a delightful sight seeing the skeletons adorned with handknit woolens, colorful paints, or glimmering candles when they return to their labor after the holiday.

[cupcakes-n-rainbows]

Using mobility aids is not "setting myself up to fail in my own fantasy." I am not giving in or giving up.

When I say I don't ever see myself without my wheelchair, I'm not giving up. I'm looking up at the future with sparkles in my eyes, watching it all unfold on the movie screen in my mind. And in that future? I'm disabled. I use a wheelchair. I have paralysis. I need help. And in that future? It's beautiful and it's amazing and it's fun, and it isn't hampered or dampened or lessened in worth by four wheels instead of two feet. It's just my future. Yes, it's different than that of an able-bodied person, but everyone's future is different, wheels or not. The help I need and my form of mobility doesn't make my life or my future any less wonderful.

Please, hear me and know me and understand me. Please, listen and truly take it to heart when I tell you that this is my future and this is my life. Not the hope you had for me when I was seven or how I danced when I was ten. That naive child left years ago, locked somewhere within the depths of my mind. She won't be back. I'm not her anymore. I'm not the same as I was, and I never will be.

My story isn't a tragedy. I'm not "too young". I'm not "too smart". I'm not throwing away my "bright future". This is my bright future. This is me, through and through and up and down, forwards and backwards and right and wrong.

Please. Let me live on my wheels rather than die on my feet. It's all I ask.

[crazycatsiren]

Accepting mentally ill people doesn't mean only accepting mental illness symptoms that you're comfortable with.

[furiousgoldfish]

narcissists abusing children and vulnerable people: no reaction from other narcissists, perfectly normal and acceptable, nothing to get upset about, not worthy of mentioning

abused children and victims speaking out against the abuse: Hey now. Are you aware that you are evil and hurting mentally ill people everywhere? Come on now. Surely you understand that everything you're saying is causing massive amounts of harm to everyone existing. After all, who is responsible for stigma against narcissistic abuse, you who are abused by them, or the narcissists who are doing the abuse? You of course. Change your language and behaviour immediately. Hey everyone cancel this evil villain trying to hurt mentally ill people. How dare you imply people who abused you and are narcissists are doing the narcissistic abuse or that it is a real thing. How dare you act like all of the data on it and all other victims are experiencing an unique and real type of abuse that has a name. You are the problem, and you should feel ashamed and educate yourself on mental illness. Now, let narcissists abuse in peace and know your place.

[poetic-echoes]

One small crack does not mean that you are broken. It means that you were put to the test and you didn't fall apart.

Linda Poindexter