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storkmuffin · 6 months ago
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when you visit the home of your single most toxic relative and he has left out a translation of the American book "Adult Survivors of Toxic Family Members" which has a Korean title that literally says "I decided to excise my family" and you know that he's gonna think he's the victim and not the abuser that everyone else has distanced themselves from already and we all see it there on the coffee table and all of us completely act like we don't see it OMG GET ME OUT OF HERE
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innervoiceartblog · 1 year ago
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Some are put in the position of emotionally caring for an adult early in their lives at a time they themselves need more than anything to have their own inner world mirrored back to them.
To be seen as a subject with an interiority, not merely as a narcissistic reflection of the other.
Until reorganized, this template orients the way we see ourselves and engage in close relationship.
In these early configurations, the little one’s sense of self becomes tangled up in the other’s moods, anxiety, and injured self-esteem.
The job of the little one is shifted from unstructured play and discovery into tending to the unlived life of a caretaker, a task that is not designed for a young nervous system, nor for a tender little heart.
If interested, we can explore how this template might be at play: in our phobias around having/ expressing needs, in the fear around disappointing someone, in the hesitation around allowing another to matter.
In the terror of relationship, on the one hand, and in the painful longing for it on the other. In the existential confusion about where we end and the other begins. In the ancient conclusion that caring for another requires primordial disavowal of our own psyche, body, and heart.
Having come to see our own self-worth through the changing psychic states of those around us, we find ourselves wondering: Have I disappointed them? What can I do to make them feel better? Should I take more responsibility for the unfulfilled longing in their hearts? They are upset, surely that is somehow traceable back to me, right? I’ve failed somehow, right?
As a little one longing for any sort of empathic connection, we’ll do anything to receive even a limited amount of psychic (and physical) holding.
Accessing, illuminating, and untangling the tentacles of this template can go a long way in healing chronic feelings of shame and unworthiness, where we begin to differentiate our worth as a person from the moods, suffering, and unlived life of others.
To withdraw the projection of our own basic goodness from others and locate it inside ourselves. This withdrawal is a great act of kindness – for ourselves, the other, and for the world.
It is by way of this disentangling that we can truly love ourselves and others and act from the radical force of true compassion, not merely re-enact the old pathways of self-abandonment and empathic failure.
- Matt Licata
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ididoktoday · 1 year ago
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I was raised in the dark, so the light feels scary.
I was raised in the dark, so the light feels strange.
I was raised in the dark, so the light is sometimes confusing and overwhelming.
I was raised in the dark, so my parents don’t understand the light.
I was raised in the dark, so I had to leave my home behind to be in the light.
I was raised in the dark, but I deserve the light.
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mumatsi · 30 days ago
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She got him a six fingered kitten
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demaparbat-hp · 5 months ago
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Arsonist's Lullaby
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liminalpsych · 11 days ago
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I know this is just for humor, but I wanted to share what finally got me to stop feeling obligated to my parents.
I asked myself: Do my pets owe me anything?
My answer was an immediate and emphatic “no.” Because I chose to take on the responsibility of their care. They didn’t choose this. They didn’t ask to be adopted. Therefore I owe them.
So it’s my responsibility to give them the best life I possibly can. To educate myself on their care and give them the best care I know to provide.
It’s my responsibility to learn how they communicate needs, boundaries, fears, and wants. It’s my responsibility to learn their signals.
It’s my responsibility to let them go peacefully at the end of their lives, rather than try to keep them alive in a suffering state just because I don’t want to say goodbye.
I can hope that they’ll love me, and give me affection, and want to be around me, but if they don’t? If they’re angry or standoffish or reactive, if they’re not receptive to my affections—that’s okay. They don’t owe me anything. They’re still a responsibility that I chose, and I’m not going to try to make them love me.
Why is it any different for me, as a child of my parents? I didn’t ask to be born. I didn’t ask them to go through with the pregnancy and birth. They chose that.
And when my parents chose to reproduce, they took on a duty of care no less than what I have with my pets.
my mother, right after giving birth: and now... you owe me one. you will spend the rest of your life paying it back. stop crying its annoying me.
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psyyycheout · 4 months ago
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ashioksdaydream · 15 days ago
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Sometimes family is just a suicidal terrorist, a tired henchman and a kid with a funny hat
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theleakypen · 2 years ago
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Back when I was first agonizing my way through coming out as nonbinary to my family of origin, I kept thinking: it would be so much easier if they were either perfect or terrible. If they were perfect, no problem. If they were terrible, I could just cut them off and not deal with all the trouble of navigating my relationship with them.
I didn't really know how to deal with their acceptance being a process, and it was so hard!
When I was coming out, I used a lot of scripts from sources like Captain Awkward, which were simultaneously useful and counterproductive: useful because they gave me SOMETHING to say, counterproductive because they sometimes presupposed a universe where I would choose not to have a relationship with my family of origin, who, whatever issues we may have (and boy do we have issues), love me without condition or exception & are some of the most welcoming and loving people I know.
It continues to be a work in progress, but nowadays they use my chosen name more often than not, & my mom, at least, calls me her child rather than her [gendered child term]. (Pronouns are a whole different issue bc we're primarily Russian speakers)
My maternal grandmother went from "I think it's a sickness" to "My dear / straight or queer / changing your name / my love is the same." I never really came out to my paternal grandparents because their English was much worse than my maternal grandmother's, and I didn't have the capacity to talk about gender in Russian. I loved them all with my entire heart, regardless.
And at my grandfather's funeral, I allowed the rabbi to call me by my given name, because I was named after my grandfather's parent, and it felt like an important compromise to make. (I also don't have the same relationship to my given name that a lot of trans people have; obviously for others that kind of compromise would be a nonstarter)
Anyway, I don't really have a conclusion to this, but we don't really see these kinds of things in media. Especially the immigrant aspect, I feel like.
I feel like we always see parents who are 100% super supportive allies, or parents who are horrible and cruel.  At least in media or in the most popular stories.  But I feel like that ignores just how many people have parents where you just have no idea?  And even if you think they’ll accept you on a surface level, you don’t know if they have a breaking point.  Especially if you need to go on hrt, or request they change the way they think about and refer to you.  Sure they’re liberal and all, or centrists, or “tolerant”, but how far does that stretch?
I think most closeted LGBT+ kids live like this, wading around in the grey area.  I’d like it of more of us knew that was normal, I’d like if we talked about it more.
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nyctosaurid · 3 months ago
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don bluth films occupy a weird space because he's both inarguably an auteur who directs very strange, earnest, often "ugly" films but also a guy who near exclusively made movies for 8 year olds in the home video era. so basically everything he's ever done is a grimy, dreamy rumination on death and spirituality and has a direct to video sequel called something like secret of nimh 2: mrs. brisby's holiday adventure
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shyjusticewarrior · 4 months ago
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Duke: Would you slap your favorite brother for a million dollars?
Damian: Yes.
Tim: Yeah. Sorry, Dick.
Jason: I would slap Dick for free.
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deedsandcreeds · 10 months ago
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When we look at our lives in light of scripture and the call of God, we realize that we have learned many things from our families of origin, from our schools and classmates, from our associates at work and from the omnipresent media that have shaped us - mis-shaped us, really - in the image of human brokenness rather than the image of divine fullness. The new birth [promised in baptism] provides us with the gift of making a break from the effects of that mis-shaping process and its hold on our lives… We are children once again, sitting with and learning to imitate the character and mannerisms of our heavenly Parent, who is present to us through his Holy Spirit: “all of us, with unveiled faces, seeing the glory of the Lord as though reflected in a mirror, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another” (2 Cor. 3:18).
David A. DeSilva, Sacramental Life: Spiritual Formation through the Book of Common Prayer
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tizzymcwizzy · 1 year ago
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for anyone that doesn't know, i recently started school again! (that's why ive been so mia) so ill be posting class projects whenever i finish them,,, this was a figure drawing assignment :)
you can get a print of this here!
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lackadaisycal-art · 1 year ago
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Family Recipe
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itsdabatt · 2 months ago
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LADIES NIGHT
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getooine · 1 year ago
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POV: you just interrupted the Skywalker twins at the space gala
Just a little post to say thank you for a 1000 followers!! I never thought that posting my little pictures on tumblr would get so much love 💕
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