#fuck psychology

[psychabolition]

self diagnosis here misdiagnosis that... . What if I told you that all of these solely descriptive labels have been made up to stigmatize our experiences, our pain, our neurodiversity and mental distress by pathologizing them.

[alittlebitofloveliness]

No because actually fuck academia because how am I supposed to make a research proposal using valid measures when I cant find a free pdf or downloadable version anywhere??? These should be publicly available and they would be if academia in general didn't have a massive superiority complex

[tinkerbitch69]

Not to be flippant to this very relevant point but weren’t they all really?

"calling people who dont have NPD narcissists is ableist and stigmatizes NPD" darling i dont know how to tell you this but "narcissist" was an insult long before they decided self-absorption was a neurological disorder. the diagnosis was literally made specifically to medically justify an existing social stigma.

[dragoninahumancostume]

I love it when I go to the doctor for constant joint pain and then they tell me that I need to exercise more and it should be solved. And then I feel like it's my fault my body hurts every day except that I literally can hardly exist because I'm depressed and getting out of bed most days is enough of a struggle and I have no motivation most of the time. And I have too much anxiety to even consider the gym (also I WILL fry if I go to the gym. I don't know the actual reason I just know it's going to happen.)

[random-knowone]

i hate the psych that i went to last year. he was very condescending and unhelpful generally speaking, but he just. made it worse. he said my self diagnoses were wrong and just left it at that. no follow ups or anything.

"why are you upset? it's a good thing you don't have ___!"

"why do you want to have ___ so much?"

because it was an answer. a reason. an explanation for why everything is so difficult and simply existing is painful. i would have been fine with being told i was wrong, if i was provided with alternative diagnoses instead of just being told i just had the only answers i could find torn away from me.

[yugen001]

TW- Jimmy/Disturbing imagery

Pony Express Tulpar crew (sketches!!)

idk why the quality’s kinda bad 😭 sorry yall

[allthatispeculiar]

[lazylittledragon]

does anyone want 700 pages of cyra lore or are you normal

[lustwithoutlore]

Damian, walking into the Batcave: I require assistance.

Dick: Sure, Dami! What can I help you with?

Damian: Not from you.

Bruce, thinking: Damian... Damian needs... father's help? MY help?

Bruce, being way too fucking smug: Ah, well, Dick, don't be sad. Sometimes a boy just needs his father. How can I help you, son?

Damian: Not from you, either. I require assistance from Stephanie.

Stephanie: HA! SUCK IT, BRUCE!

[vaguely-concerned]

the fact that iron bull opens his recruitment conversation with pretending he doesn't quite remember the name of the the inquisition's ambassador. Jose-what's-her-name-again. he's just a big dumb jock no thoughts head empty mercenary who likes fighting and drinking don't worry about lil old me inquisitor! I'll hit things for you if you'd like as long as you pay me! ],) and then right after he reveals he's a spy he drops that he knows not only the name of your spymaster and how she operates but also her haircolour. (but like in a safely bro-y way tho! make that fighting and drinking and fucking! I'll be useful to you but in a real meathead non-threatening kind of way I'll be too busy bedding chantry sisters to do any real harm ],) continue to not worry about lil old me inquisitor!)

god bull you're so multidimensionally and fine-tunedly full of shit I love you so much fhdksah

[psychabolition]

Forensic psych wards are the worst that prison X psychiatry came up with together. Most people that get locked up there will spend their whole lives being tortured, drugged, violated and abused. a lot of them never get released . People regularly kill themselves in there and suffer brain damage and death because of the medication they get prescribed . over the years and centuries most lose contact to everyone on the "outside" . So tell me again, how psychiatry serves to help us and prisons serve to protect us when so many of us are stigmatized, isolated, oppressed and killed in places like these. Prison abolition 🤝Psych abolition .

[laestoica]

¿Para qué pagar por lo que tú misma puedes hacer?

[dysabria]

most of the time people get into fanfiction of a media AFTER they’ve consumed the media but i on the other hand have gotten into at least half of my favorite shows and books because i read a random amazing fanfiction about it one day and decided to go to the source

[chihirolovebot]

on a real note that bit near the end of the video was genuinely haunting. hearing somerton talk about how gay writers are erased from history was one thing (with all the irony being that he stepped on the backs of numerous underpaid, underprivileged and uncredited queer writers to build his youtube channel) but when h revealed it wasn't even somerton's quote in the first place? the worst, most crushing sort of irony. how do you lament about the erasure of gay people and gay writers in history... whilst erasing a gay writer and taking his words as your own?

[ew-selfish-art]

Dp x Dc AU: Jazz Fenton, after years of fixing her brother’s injuries, becomes a Doctor with an inclination towards behavioral health and psychology- In order to make the difference she wants to see in the world she joins Dr. Leslie Thompkin’s practice. 

Jazz Fenton, M.D. has spent years of her life doing research, doing the hard work and the emotional labor, and finally, finally, she’s joining a practice she can feel 100% confident in. She’s goddamn good doctor and she wants to make the biggest impact that she can. 

Dr. Thompkins (who insists that she call her Leslie as they’re colleagues now), is a kind woman, sharp as a tack and keeps her practice open at odd hours to help the most unfortunate. It took some time for them to bond and trust to be built, but now Jazz is being allotted a few night shifts here and there. 

It’s incredible. Jazz gets to spend time with the kids who come in and really talk to them (in addition to getting them antibiotics, heating pads and pokemon themed bandaids) to help equip them with a few coping skills. Her passion for psychology never disappeared after all, but the expansive knowledge of how to heal the human body has made her find a sense of fulfillment like no other.

Having proven herself and worn Leslie down, Jazz now takes up about 1/3 of all the night shifts in the month. She’s hoping to get to 50/50 by the end of the year but she’s content with what she has. Danny keeps odd hours anyway so calling him after work on her walk home can happen any time of day and he will always answer enthusiastically. 

It’s a particularly busy night before he comes in. The Red Hood. 

He was known for being an ally to Leslie, despite being on contentious terms with the Bats, but Jazz had never asked directly. Never one to turn away a patient with bullet hole wounds, she hops into action to get his wounds cleaned, sewed up and gauze wrapped. She’s handing him a sheet (an Infographic! Dani made it with her! Graphic design is her passion!) on how to care for his wounds when he first seems to recognize that she’s not Leslie. 

“No, Of course not. I’m Dr. Fenton. I can’t blame you for not remembering but I did introduce myself as you bled in the entry way. You’re Red Hood, right?” 

“Hm. Didn’t realize the practice was expanding. Where can I find-” He grumbles before pushing her hand aside from where she had still been supporting his shoulder.

“Hold on there, mister. You’re going home, you’re following this infographic and you’re going to get some sleep.” 

“Lady you don’t know-” His voice modulated ton came across antagonistically. As if he was trying to intimidate her. Ha, Jazz rolls her eyes at the inclination.

“Who I’m talking to? Who I’m dealing with? You’re hilarious. I can eat you vigilante’s hero complexes for breakfast. Tell me who I’m calling to pick you up and then you can say thank you.” Jazz snaps at him. It really had been a long night but his whole dialogue thus far is making her a bit batty. 

“Oh really Doc? You know Leslie’s tough shit, and from what I can tell you’ve got nothing on her-” 

“Trying to make me feel insufficient when I just saved your life? That’s cute. I’m sure a lifetime of abandonment by both of your parental figures gave you that. I’m also sure that you inherited this desire to prove you’re not going to be dependent on anyone who wants to help from whoever got you dressing up in tights to fight crime in the first place. Again, I’d love to talk at length about how predictable you-” 

“Bwah- wait- I’m Predictable? You’re probably some nepobaby who had parents who told her she could have the world-” But Jazz cuts him off with hysterical laughter- he couldn’t be further from the truth. Her parents loved her, but nepotism? With what, the ghosts? If anything she got that from Danny, but he doesn’t need to know about her ghostly titles. 

“You’re just some guy who came back from the dead and made his trauma everyone else’s issue. So shut it. And tell me how I’m getting you home from this clinic.” She seethes though her voice stays devastatingly level with each word. 

Speechless for a moment, he eventually relents to Jazz that he’s already called for help on the comms but it will be hours before they can come for a pick up. The sun had already come up and the night had been over for most of them before Hood had walked into trouble. She groans and the realizes the time for herself and the empty clinic around them.

“Fine. My shift just ended anyway. I’ll get you home in one piece and I swear to all the ancients that you’d better follow the directions on the infographic.” 

And that’s how Jazz ended up calling her brother while supporting the weight of a grown ass man (who no longer wanted to talk to her) on her walk home. 

The next time Red Hood appears in her clinic, he’s brought a dozen roses in addition to the cut on his neck that definitely needs to be pressurized like ASAP. Did he stop for the flowers on his way to the clinic? He’s going to pass out from blood loss! She doesn’t even like roses!

[heatherchasesyou]

(late) Goretober Day 2 - Sharp Objects

sum creepy n bloody Vincent for y'all <3