#tw abuse???!

[ask-olive-huchers]

// closed past, open future.\\

((A “Ramshackle” oc mini Story!))

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The door slams, rattling the whole house. Distance mutters of frustration can be heard. Olive buried their face into the pillow, breath heavy. Their fingers dug into the pillow in pure anger. They were absolutely livid right now. A complete monster. Anything sudden could active the rampage.

There’s a soft knock on the door. It creaks open, as a little face peeks in. She stares at her older brother sibling, quietly shutting the door. 

“Livy?” She inched closer, standing a respectful distance away. She awaited an answer. But all that was heard was the loud breathing. She moves a little bit closer, starting to explain herself.

“I’m sorry mommy and daddy got mad at you. It was my fault! Please, forgive me?” She asked in a sweet tone, meaning no harm. She shook them, making sure they heard her.

“Livy..?” They ask again.

..no response.

she gets scared, shaking olive even more. 

“LIVY!! PLEASE TALK TO ME!” 

There was a loud noise just a second later. Followed by faint crying. Adi held her left cheek, backing up as olive stood tall. 

…

She’s awoken the beast.

“JUST, SHUT. UP!!” 

They lost it, grabbing adi by the collar of her dress. They’re thick eyebrows were narrowed, as they stared daggers at their little sister.

“YOURE RIGHT. IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT!! EVER SINCE YOU WERE BROUGHT INTO THIS FAMILY, YOU TOOK AWAY ALL OF MY HARD WORK.” 

Olive throws her to the ground, she sobbed quietly, Absolutely terrified. Her eyes were glistening in the light. Along with several tears racing down her face.

“EVERY TIME I SHINE, YOU JUST HAVE TO SHINE BRIGHTER RIGHT??” 

They continue.

“THEY USED TO PHARSE ME. TALK TO ME. LOVE ONLY ME. NOW, THEY JUST SEE ME AS THE 2ND PLACE MEDAL.”

The door busts open, their father fuming. As the mother kneeled down to Adi, checking to make sure she’s ok.

Their father waltz over to olive, giving them a hard snack in the face. The room went silent.

“Get. Out.” Their father demanded, point to the nearest door.

“Don’t come back. DONT EVER, COMD BACK BOY. YOU HEAR ME?!” 

He pinned olive against the wall, his eyes cold and threatening. Olive looked losses still, shoving HARD past their father. They burst through the front door. The moon glowed in the night sky, along with a couple street lamps. They dash onto the street. They must have ran for hours at least. Before finally hiding in a near by alley.

They sit as far back as they could, completely out of breath. Olive sat in the corner, like a caged animal at the zoo. The ball themself up, tight too. Nuzzling their face in their knees. 

It was quite the cold night after all. 

Soon, the gentle tears soon turned into loud sobs and hiccups. They didn’t mean to hurt her. They didn’t want to hurt her. It was just too overwhelming! It wasn’t their fault! IT WASNT THEIR FAULT.!!!

..r-right..?

((So yeah! Olive is technically a run away- or uh, kicked out away?? I’m not sure what to call it but-))

((hope u cried :3/hj?))

((tags cuz I want you guys to suffer/j))

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@baileythebean

[compassionatereminders]

The worst thing is that there is so much potential for exploring the horror of psych wards from the angle of medical abuse, ableism, forced treatment/drugging, loss of autonomy, power imbalance, demonization, dehumanization, etc, and YET the horror genre keeps defaulting to "insane asylums and psych wards are scary because there are mentally ill people in there"

[violetsandshrikes]

I met a girl when I was fresh out of high school in undergrad who frankly, annoyed me quite a bit, but I also had an inkling to continue to be compassionate to her given a few things about her life/background/family

I ran into her two years ago. Last week, her daughter turned 1. This girl, let’s called her “P”, is a really good example of why I never feel comfortable mocking trad wives

Her perfect trad husband, who was a shining young figure in the local religious community, volunteered in all sorts of groups, well loved in his workplace and everything else, beat her up at 1 month post-partum. I reached out to her after seeing her desperately asking for a stroller on a page, confused and slightly concerned knowing both of them came from wealthy backgrounds.

The reality for lots of tradwives living “perfect lives” is this: P was immediately ostracised. All the wealth of her husband and her family meant absolutely nothing if she wasn’t in favour and doing what she was told. Her child and her well-being didn’t matter. P, at 25 years old, was basically deemed an oopsie, and left on her own to figure out how to pay for herself, a baby, find housing, and every other task you can think of.

Having known many of these women (and supported many of these women), another factor most people don’t consider is this: they are intentionally raised to be helpless. When I immediately offered my support to P, she really needed it. This young woman needed to be guided through how to apply for government assistance, how to weigh up rentals and apply for them, how to apply for jobs, how to sign up for childcare. How to sign up for your own power and internet, and how to connect them.

It wasn’t that she was “stupid”, or incapable, or spoiled. While it looks like they’re being sheltered, in reality, these women are practically being held hostage. Sure, they might be allowed to learn things that are expected of them (see: basic cooking, baking, cleaning, child rearing, women’s bible studies, hosting, and so forth) but they are heavily controlled from family life into marriage life, and they are never given the opportunity or the reality of what many of us would consider basic adult tasks.

She’s doing okay now. Her daughter turned 1, is happy and healthy. They live frugally, but they have a roof over their heads and the essentials. I often babysit for her so she can attend counselling, or go to a woman’s support group. She is painfully aware that she has so much to learn about how to live as an adult.

I don’t envy tradwives, but I don’t find any joy in mocking them either. Even when they live the most picturesque lives, they’re also practically living a real life Jenga game. If (and often, when) it comes tumbling down, they’re screwed too, and they often have 0 skills to help themselves or find community (that again, isn’t carefully curated).

[classycookiexo]

[wildbasil]

things haven't been great but i think they will be. eventually 🌻🌼🩷

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

[teaboot]

Adult ProTip, from a security professional: If a kid tells you, "My parents are gonna kill me / kick my ass / kick me out" for something relatively minor, don't respond with shit like "Really? ;) that sounds a little extreme, don't you think sweetie?" because that shit really does happen.

Instead, respond as though whatever threat they are afraid of is fully valid, and offer whatever you can do to help- ask if they believe they are in danger of being hurt in any way, and work accordingly.

If they're overreacting, they'll usually realize and dial it back, self-correct and begin thinking a bit more rationally.

If they're not overreacting, and the danger is real, then they'll need a level-headed adult in their corner, not another condescending authority figure who doesn't believe them.

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

How Bill was defeated and captured by Ford in my Gf AU! He basically just tricked Bill into accepting a deal that trapped him within Ford's mind and under his control :]

He may have gotten a little out of hand though....

>:)

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[professorcalculusstanaccount]

I decided to clean up an old comic of mine! A thirty something year old Tintin reflects on his childhood with Chang.

[fawningvictim]

“you can take it” while im sobbing and screaming for them to stop

[compassionatereminders]

Hey did y'all ever think about that if doctors blame all fat people's medical issues on them being too fat without proper investigation and then feel justified in neglecting their medical concerns, then statistically more fat people WILL develop and potentially die from serious health issues and it might not actually be because of the fat when everything comes down to it

[star-anise]

In a sick way I find it really funny how toxic estranged parents say "in the old days, people had to stick around and work their issues out!"

Things People Did Back in the Old Days to Escape "Working Things Out" with Their Parents, A Short List:

Murder them!

Marry literally anyone who'd get you away

Fisticuffs

Change your name and pretend to be an orphan

Move out and feud with them for several generations

Join a monastery

Move to the city and get a job in a factory

Buy passage on a boat to some other continent

Convert to a different religion

Join the Navy

ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING

It's incredible, the number of things people would do to get away from shitty parents. Then and now.

[animentality]

[emotionaleating]

pls don’t flirt with me i want to be nonchalant so bad but i unfortunately crave connection so intensely that i will give you my entire soul and forgive you over and over until i’ve lost myself completely and feel like i’m drowning

[temperheist]

mentorship was probably scary for him at first

[jigsaw-copycat]

who's coming to the saw patrol double feature /j

[ID: An article headline from the website Den of Geek reading "Forget Barbenheimer and Get Ready for Saw Patrol. Saw X and Paw Patrol: The Mighty Movie are now set to be released on the same day." End ID.]