#tw psychophobia

[glitter-stained]

The thing about the Killing Joke as a comic, Barbara's disgusting fridging aside, isn't just that it's nasty because it's a comic centered around the Joker's character (which is always gonna be psychophobic since the moment they decided to make "madness" his defining trait) or that it establishes his backstory following a psychophobic trope (especially since that trope is questioned in the story). It's not even entirely about how it blatantly does the amalgam between madness, specifically psychosis, and being evil/doing villainous things.

No, The Killing Joke is vile because the whole fucking point of the book is blaming mentally ill people's weak/evil character for "succumbing" to mental illness.

Like seriously, what happens in TKJ? We learn about how the Joker was "made", and Joker decides to turn Gordon to the evil side by traumatizing him "that's what the One Bad Day" thing is about. So he does a bunch of bullshit, shoots Barbara, strips her naked, might or might not have raped her, and shoots a bunch of pictures of her in that situation, and then kidnaps Gordon, also strips him, and forces him to see huge projections of those pictures. Then Batman comes, and later there's a fight, where Batman tells the Joker that Gordon is fine actually and the Joker is wrong, it doesn't take one bad day to succumb to psychosis as a way to escape reality, there was just something inherently wrong with the Joker specifically that caused him to develop psychosis.

Behold:

"crawl under a rock with all the other slimy things when trouble hits..." (To be clear, this is in 100% response to Joker's statement that psychosis is the valid response to the random brutality of reality, an escape to it. It's not me over interpreting something about villainy, god I wish, the entire comic is about Joker arguing that psychosis is the correct adaptation to a fucked up reality.) Batman is directly calling anyone with schizophrenia, schizoaffective disorder or any other form of psychosis "a slimy thing crawling under a rock when trouble hits." And that's the lesson we're supposed to learn from that! The Joker is wrong! We good people of strong hearts and good minds are normal and good and can pat ourselves on the back for being so much better and more resilient than those nasty little crazy freaks (and the circus freaks, oh my god the circus freaks) who are so cowardly and weak-minded; but look how magnanimous we are! We're still gonna extend a hand to help them crazy freaks once we've established our moral superiority! Because we're good, upstanding cops, and our habit of arresting criminals and putting them in the nastiest fucking asylum which doubles as a horrible prison works! Because we're so good!

Seriously, what is up with that? In what world is the wrongness of this comic not fucking obvious to everyone? Is this really your Batman? Your childhood hero? This is the guy the narrative (and dc in general) tells us we're supposed to be rooting for? How have we normalized psychophobia to the point I regularly see people praising this comic or saying it would have been good had Barbara's fridging not ruined it? No, what happened to Barbara didn't ruin shit! What happened to Barbara is nothing but one more indicator of the worth and respect Alan Moore holds for women in his writing, and I genuinely don't find him any better than Jim Starlin with the way he likes to write sexual assault on women, but the comic was already ruined because its message was already fundamentally disgusting.

And the worst part is it fucking gets worse if you know anything about how schizophrenia (or other schizophreniform disorders) develops. I can't imagine what it's like, picking up this comic as a person with schizophrenia. The suicide risk associated with schizophrenia is high as fuck, and with the way our society stigmatises that disorder, it's no fucking wonder. Reading that kind of book, it feels like some people are actively working to get those figures higher actually. I wonder if Moore is aware of the damage his comic does, if he even fucking cares. I wonder how many people have talked themselves out of getting help because they were afraid of acknowledging their mental health issues and "being like the Joker", or knew they weren't like the joker and concluded they weren't mentally ill. I wonder if people with schizophrenia have read this comic, thought back to the one bad day that lead to them developing psychosis, and wondered what was so wrong with them that they couldn't handle reality the way normal people can. People with schizophrenia are so much more at risk of being verbally or physically assaulted by someone else than of attacking someone else and so much more likely to be verbally or physically assaulted than your average joe. I wonder how many people feel justified in that kind of violence because they see a person struggling with delusions, visibly interacting with a hallucination or saying incoherent, absurd stuff and thought they were heroically intervening to stop a "dangerous psychotic individual" from doing harm. I wonder how much of this perception is influenced by the most famous mentally ill character of all times. Worst fucking comic I've ever read. That story is rotten to the core.

Seriously, fuck the Killing Joke.

[gor3sigil]

I’m Trans and Insane and I’m doing fine.

[TW Psychosis, transphobia, psychophobia, medication, psych ward]

“Are you sure ?” she asked.

I remember looking back at her in disbelief, because that was certainly a question I never asked her when she came out.

“Why do you ask ?” I say.

“Dude, I’ve seen you go into depersonalization so hard you even thought you were a human soul in a robot vessel and now, you want me to trust you when you say that you, too, are trans ?”

That’s the memory that comes back to me as I fold and put in my bag my psychiatrist’s note attesting that I suffer from gender dysphoria, NOT LINKED to any psychotic symptoms. Here it goes in my folder with my prescription note, an increase - again - of my anti depressants and Xan, and my endocrinologist’s HRT prescription, increased too - finally.

I go to two separate pharmacies to pick up each prescription for two reasons:

There is only one in this godforsaken town that always had testosterone in stock.

I can’t explain to you with words the look you can get when you give back to back, to someone who, despite not being a doctor, works in healthcare, a note for trans HRT and then a note for psychiatric meds.

And I’m lucky, because I’m not taking antipsychotics anymore. Contrarily to what you could think, it doesn’t magically makes the voices and the shadowy people disappear, but it can make a mess of your head pretty bad and my doctor and I both agreed that I didn’t need more damage up here than what I already had. And no, it doesn’t make your delusions vanish magically too: in fact, I was still pretty certain that I was talking to my soul family out here in Argentine telepathically about my mission on Earth, the meds just made it more difficult to understand their voices, but the belief was still solid.

Anyways, I’m back home with the Hoy Grail I fought tooth and nails to get: a letter from the Sacred Council of Mental Sanity also known as Psychiatry that I was, indeed, a bit delulu, but also trans, and that both things didn’t play into each other. My transness wasn’t a delusion, my delusions didn’t have anything to do with being trans.

Or did it ?

Chicken or egg, you know the drill. Did I have my selves fractured before and one of the piece that shattered my brain happened to make me trans or was I just trans with a shitload of traumas in the back that made me insane ?

But don’t worry, at least, trans people when we’re together, we have each other’s back ! Right ?

“Transidentity ISN’T a mental illness !! We don’t DESERVE to be FORCIBLY LOCKED UP and MEDICATED and MADE TO CONFORM FOR OTHER’S SENSE OF SECURITY !!”

Neither do I, RIGHT ?

Oh

Or do I ?

Remember what she said, my girlfriend, right at the beginning ?

How I can’t be trusted about myself when sometimes I don’t even have a sense of self anymore or I have too much selves who fight against each other ?

And what do we say to that ?

Get treatment. Get in-patient. Take medication. And for the love of God, shut the fuck up about it, you’re giving us a bad name.

Because being trans and crazy can’t exist. It’s absurd. You have to fix one of these two things. Choose which jacket I’ll wear, and they call it a straitjacket for a reason it seems, so am I queer or am I insane ?

All I know today is there isn’t a universe in which I’m a trans without any mental illnesses, or mentally ill without being trans. And yet, I can’t tell you how many time I got asked “do you think you’d be trans if you never got through [x trauma] ?”. I. Don’t. Know. I’ll never know. And I deserve just as much agency as you get despite being mentally ill. If you don’t believe in that, don’t come yapping about “liberation for all of us”, but “if one of us is crazy they’ll all think I am too and that can’t happen”.

No LGBTQIAA+ person deserves to be told they need to be put away, to be cured, to be allowed out in the open only if they’re deemed “acceptable” by society’s standards. And no mentally ill people deserve to either.

No trans person should be going through years of counseling to have the access to HRT.

And I shouldn’t have had to threaten my own mother’s life to avoid being locked in an adult psych ward at 14.

If you ever think, for one second, that these two things have nothing to do with one another, you are far removed from history.

To hear queer people say “yeah but some mentally ill people are dangerous !” feels like you don’t even know where you come from.

And if I want to say, that me being trans is linked to me being mentally ill, or at least, that both are connected in a way, all hell breaks fucking loose.

So I’ll explain very carefully.

See, when I was young, my mind got shattered into a thousand of pieces I had to try to glue back on. All these pieces of myself broke further more down the line because I couldn’t catch a fucking break. And now, it happens that the final puzzle does not have the same face it had before. It happens that its shape changed over time, for reasons over the control of all of us who tried to build ourselves back. Now there’s a bigger picture, less pieces, a few other shadows, and me. Built from the shatters. With my own needs and afflictions.

And whoever you are, whatever your agenda might be, I will not let anyone take any agency away from me under the false pretext that I can’t know anything for myself. They say that about children, they say that about minorities, about physically disabled people, about the people they want OUT. And my trans siblings, you know that.

I came out for the first time 7 years ago, to my then girlfriend, who was the one asking the question that is the first sentence of this text. I came out a second time 3 years ago. Been on HRT, had top surgery, had psychotic breaks, got my meds changed, switch therapist.

Because I am trans and crazy. And yet, all these choices I made, I made myself. It didn’t have to be that hard to get the basic care I needed. It didn’t need to be. But it WAS. And I’m part of the lucky crowd of people who had access to out-patient treatment, who never have been locked up in ward, who managed to stay alive through meds withdrawals without medical assistance when I had no therapist.

Be very careful of when you start to put conditions on the rights you think you deserve. Be very, very careful about your definition of sanity and of how it warps the way you see people. When you start to say “I have access to that, but there’s people like X or Y who shouldn’t BECAUSE”, pause and ask yourself what led you to think this way. More often than not, you’ll find yourself playing the same mind games as the ones you swore to fight against, and when it gives them the upper hand, they won’t hesitate to come for you after that.

[soupedepates]

TW suicide attempt, psychophobia Kasem and Ijaaz belong to @noa-de-cajou

"You're a dumbass, jeez", Kasem shouted "How could you do this to me?!" "Calm down, or the nurses are going to throw you out of here", Ijaaz calmly responded. "I'm going to fetch you coffee for the both of you, I think you need some... time to talk together."

I reached for my glasses when I heard the door being shut. I dared not take a look at my husband, whom I felt glaring upon me.

"Why ? Just why, Gaspard?" "Didn't you read my note?" "Of course I read it!", they screamt on the verge of tears. "Why are you like this? Why didn't you talk to me? Why?" "Because that therapist is right. Because everyone is right", I said with a trembling voice. "I am bad for you. I will ruin your life and I will ruin our child's life if we have one. Everyone is right, Kasem. Everyone."

I finally gathered enough courage to lock eyes with him.

"I should've succeeded. And you would've been happy with Ijaaz."

He tried to respond, before giving up and collapsing on the chair of my hospital chamber. He wiped a tear off their cheek.

"You know I can't live without you. And... I have done enough harm around me and-" "For fuck's sake SHUT UP!" he burst out crying. "Shut your fucking mouth! I've almost lost my husband due to your bullshit, if another word comes out of your..."

They let out a muffled scream. I looked at him in silence, waiting for him to continue.

"I am so sorry not to have seen anything", he finished by saying. "I don't blame you, I am a good liar. And I had a plan since... forever, I guess. Never thought I would really act on it, I thought that narcissism would shield me from that, but... Here we are." "Idiot", he mumbled/ "What shame, defeat and self-loathing do to a man", I said while putting out my glasses. I couldn't bear the disapproval in his eyes, in the way his mouth bent.

He rose from the chair, and came to my side. My hand in his, they somewhat forced me to stay in contact, not to retreat in my head, and his touch was comforting. It proved me he was in my corner, after all. I didn't deserve that tenderness, but I am only a man. I closed my eyes and prayed for him to stay.

"Look at me, making it all about me again", I whispered. "What a fool I am." "Gaspard, this is about you now. You tried to kill yourself. I am just... relieved you're alive. This is a lot to process", he murmured before he kissed me on the forehead. "When you were still asleep, I uh... I talked to the doctors, and we agreed that the soundest thing is that you get hospitalized for a bit. It's up to you, but... you know." "I just want us to go home, now", I chuckled. "I just want to cook dinner with you, watch a movie and I don't know, just cuddle until we're asleep. I want to go home." "I'll... see what I can do."

We just stayed silent, wiping each other tears. I snuggled against him, their warmth filling me with comfort and a sense of being loved for who I am even if I am a mess. And it was just so much of a feeling, I just needed him by my side and I couldn't stand living in a world where I am the monster and he was my victim. He deserved so much more, so much better, than I could ever provide. But still, he loved me. And he was the most important person in my entire life.

"Never again. I don't want to see you like that ever again." "I'm sorry", I couldn't help but wept.

I opened my eyes. They were close enough for me to distinguish their features. His ocean eyes. His long hair. His smooth skin.

"I don't want to hurt you anymore... You're too precious for me." "I know, Gaspard. I know you do your best, and you don't know how much you do for me. I want you alive. I need you alive." "Will we go home soon?" "We will. I promise."

[thefandomlyricist]

Will Wood style X Jason Todd (DC)

The Myosotis Conundrum (Aka The Bush is on Fire Aka Iphigenia Sets Up A Dead Man's Switch)

I-ayayay am a selfish, selfish nasty man

You can check it black on white, section F60.2

It says I-ayayay am doomed to be a nasty man

It's written in your books and it's all thanks to you.

And maybe it's a cop out but for who?

For me, for you, for the idea of the idea of my idea of your idea of me and you!

Whoo!

Iyayay am a man, I'm a bomb, I'm a corpse with my hand on the detonator

I am really not that bad up until you press the trigger

I'm explosive as an explosion

I'm concussive as brain damage from a blunt force lesion.

Why are you afraid?

So many have done so much worse

Really I'm pretty tame

Why are you ashamed ?

You've crafted us a pretty neat curse

And now we're playing your own game!

(And now the chorus!)

I know my place (Do you?)

I know my place (Do you, do you?)

I know my place and it's six feet deep with a worm in the eye (What about you?)

But how far did you dig because you're not that high (Did they bury your heart where they buried my bones?)

And oh (I know my place know my place)

Why are you darkening your door (Know your place know your place because we share the same face)

You could bear to smile a little more (dark dark mirror on the wall)

It's a family reunion (they never prepare you for the violence of the fall)

It's the fibrosis osmosis of the scar tissue tying the god and the angel and the devil the fall and the son

We're always being chased in our nightmares

God we've had some really good scares!

Maybe what's chasing you wants you to look at it

Maybe Euridyce is crying out with her wrists slit.

(And if you dare to) Look at me without blinking

Think of me without sinking

This would make a man out of a salt pillar and a butterfly into a caterpillar.

And I-ayayay am a selfish man (stay in your lane or they will grind you down)

To become our fathers is so very human (going insane is no reason to drown)

And I-ayayay am looking for a place to rest

That's far away from you

If Abraham fails the test

Then what the fuck do you call what you do?

"You can't kill your father", they say

Can't is for quitters who don't try enough

"Tragic character", they say

But everything is a comedy if you just say it with a little laugh!

And I-ayayay (wall up your cellar, cover your well)

Am only our second worst enemy (better build your prison next to my cell)

And I will take responsibility for the atrocity but don't you say it didn't happen to me.

I know my place (Do you?)

I know my place (Do you, do you?)

I know my place and it's by your side in the family portrait (I'm not escaping you)

The day will come we'll be reunited just you wait (You're not escaping me)

And oh (I know my place know my place)

Why are you darkening your door (It's a gentle love song)

And when it all goes wrong

You could bear to smile a little more (We'll both be singing that song)

Singing I-ayayay know my place, know my place

It's a family reunion (god and the angel and the devil the fall and the son)

And your deontological hysterical dys-ethical intellectual role will not save you from being the father of your son.

[translilithlesbian]

lol do not go to r/voidpunk discord server they are racist and ableist af, i can’t believe it was so radical for me to say you shouldn’t be calling trump delusional as an insult. another time someone said “everywhere will be gaza because ppl will struggle and have no one to help them” and like? it gives antisemitism, specifically “jews israelis are controlling the world”. that server is hell on earth lmfao

[translilithlesbian]

assuming this is the same server yall are talking about, just today i and some others got attacked by someone for saying it’s bad to call trump delusional because disability is “bad”. fml.

PSA: If you see a link to a Reddit-based voidpunk server, don’t join it. It’s racist as shit lol. I’ve been in there for a few months and tried to get people to knock that shit the fuck off but the mods care way more about coddling white people than actually, you know, doing anything to support some of the people voidpunk was made for lmao. It’s an absolute dumpster fire and I do not recommend it to anyone, especially not POC or ethnic minorities because holy hell being in there will inflict psychic damage

[hysteric-machine]

Spoilers for the new Reverse 1999 chapters

TW Psychophobia, Torture, Intergenerational trauma?, Suicide Attempts...

Now started playing the new story chapters of Reverse 1999. And while I KNEW what I was going to go through, the instant I saw Isolde tied up on the electric chair... I reminded.

I reminded what it did to me as a mentally ill kid to play Alice Madness Returns. What it did to me when I watched Penny Dreadful as a young adult. So I paused. To talk about it.

I am one of the lucky ones. I never had go to a psychiatric ward (my parents tried to get me there after my first suicide attempt, but it was an adult only service, and as a 16 years old I wasn't old enough to enter, luckily my mom was there to attend to me all summer since she worked from home).

I did suffer the stigma, in many ways, but I did not suffer the medical abuse to a no return point extent. Of course the abuse in general is still terrible, but I got lucky. Some friends did not. Someone you know surely got through that. Everyone knows someone broken by psychiatric institutions. And a lot of these unlucky individuals did not recover, and sometimes died from this abuse.

We can argue that it's much better now, that there isn't torture anymore (that's a lie, getting tied down is torture, getting isolated is torture, and I won't start talking about how close to prisons psychiatric wards are, and yes I hate the reality of prisons too).

We can argue about all of this.

But we are still counting our dead. Mourning people that were not helped, not cured, but drowned even further into despair and left in shreds.

And my body knows, when I watch these pieces of fiction, when I read the history of how our condition were "studied", how the DSM got written. I feel an overwhelming and unspeakable fear. Because I know, it's me on the screen. It's my story. It could've been my exact story.

It has been the story of many unluckiest, unprivileged people (at this point I have to mention that of course, it is not just pure luck : if you aren't white, if you're lgbtq+, if a woman, you're particularly poor, if you're from a pious family, if you have commorbidities and many more can add to the list, it's going to be harder and you are the first ones on the list).

I can't ease this feeling. It's like a survival instinct. You know you don't want to ever have to go there. Even if "it can be fine sometimes", "there are some safe wards" or whatever. If you are mentally ill you just know.

So a kind reminder : always consider this when dealing with someone close to you that have mental health issues and seems to not be able to get the help they need, or sometimes are in emergency state. Please don't call the cops. Don't call the emergency services. Please don't get them to a psychiatric ward first without trying everything else, especially if they aren't ok with going there. It is, in and of itself a traumatic experience to live, and even the less abusive institution ARE abusive because psychiatry's history is what it is. It's not because some privileged people got out of there unharmed (and again I can't agree with that) that everyone would.

Anyway, it's all over the place, I can't find a good way to word this, because there is no good way to word that I'm terrified by all that shit, with reason.

Take care of yourself, of your loved ones. You can't change the world, and it is designed in a way that we still have very few alternatives to psychiatry nowadays, so you can't really avoid it all together. Just know that it's not only fiction and incredibly triggering for some of us.

Cheers. If you can relate and wish to read the new Reverse content maybe take your time to be ready, not alone, in a good mindset.

[astrophel-gaygore-obsessed]

Hey!

Astrophel, He/Him.

Thanks for visiting my account!

Here I will publish various kinds of art based on your requests, in particular fan fiction (although maybe I will publish drawings too).

For now, requests are open, so don’t be afraid to give me ideas for different types of art!

But I want to warn you that I will not accept anything with fem readers. I want to make this blog aimed only at gn and male readers, so with your idea (which is great, I'm sure!) with a fem reader, you should go to another creator.

MY YES!

Smut stuff, NSFW in particular(Don’t worry, I will mark it with a special tag if you are uncomfortable with this genre of reading.)

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Incest, big age difference, etc. I absolutely don’t care who’s sibling and what age your characters are, but I understand that this is very triggering for many, so I will also publish similar posts with a separate hashtag and TW/CW (And also please don’t try to somehow reproach me for this or somehow condemn me, cancel me, etc., etc. My job is to create art, fiction.)

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Abuse, Self-harm, etc. Again, such fics will be published under a special hashtag so that you guys still feel comfortable being here.

As you understand, I publish and write whatever your perverted brain wants, and I promise you 100% anonymity and respect. But, of course, I have my limits.

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There is no separate list of things that make me uncomfortable, but I can refuse your request if it seems uncomfortable/strange/unpleasant/etc.

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Btw, selfships and self-inserts are also okay! Love you guys.

BYF!

My level of English is quite low, and I also created this account in order to develop my level and just to ✨️have fun✨️, so if you see mistakes, please point them out politely. I can also often be late with fanfiction and requests, but I will try to publish them faster. Please be patient, thank you.

FANDOMS YOU CAN REQUEST ✎

Poppy Playtime(Current hyperfixation)

Danganronpa(Fanganronpas too! Sdra2, DRDT, P:EG)

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Scream

Madoka Magica

Yandere Simulator

Omori

Hotel Hazbin

MASTERLIST ★

None, for now.

[glitter-stained]

I used to dislike Lazarus Pit Madness headcanons but I've seen people say "he doesn't need magic madness he has normal madness" and "why would you need a magical explanation for his behaviour have you people never heard of cptsd" and while I understand the sentiment (and Jason definitely has cptsd) this is exactly what I'm talking about when I say dc has a dangerous habit of demonizing/villanizing mental illness and it has a real impact on the fandom's perception of mental illness. Winnick isn't the worst when it comes to Jason's writers but the fact that he wrote Jason as both a brilliant hypercompetent villain and a sympathetic character that makes you go "oh hey, he has a point..." should not distract you from the fact that no, decapitation is not a common symptom of cptsd.

[gor3sigil]

After thinking things over, the next issue of my zine will indeed be about mental illness, but also about the overlap between being trans and mentally ill and the psychophobia/transphobia/mix of both I've received from medical professionals, cis and trans people alike, as a result.

Because seeing every other day "trans people don't deserve to be locked down in psych wards and medicated BECAUSE transidentity isn't a mental illness" and be called slurs (retard, schizo, psycho, etc) when you try to gently say that in fact, NOBODY deserves to be mistreated, not even mentally ill people, is... Well, it's something.

[spoonietimelordy]

Psychiatrist: "We see so many people faking *insert any neurodivergence here* ! They don't fit the diagnostic criterias and yet think that they are this thing."

Me at my screen: "or many it's the closest thing to what they're feeling and you're missing something here, maybe they're not faking and just don't have all the symptoms??? Just a suggestion 🙄"

[rusted-pipe-of-wisdom]

my personal brand of fandom wank is continuously twisting Anders' ableistic portrayal in DA2 into a fable of channeling your anger and welcoming that which brands you dangerous to society.

fuck all that 'are you a man or a monster' narrative, you are an affront to God's creation and that is extremely sexy of you.

[bitchpack]

honestly i hate the whole image thats being created around like, “demon possession”. like its almost always someone with a terrifying mental illness, and the church has convinced people that its a source of evil. so instead of helping them and you know, using actual science, we hurt them to try to get the “evil” out. and now because of horror movies and stuff so many people have these preconceived notions of mental illness, which creates this atmosphere of hatred and fear which prevents so many people from actually getting the help they need. i just hate it so much its evil

[kildaresgrizzocoot]

[[OOC post that may explain some of my motivation on writing Kildare as I do. 

Hello! I’m the mun, ratchimera, and I’m a Brazilian! Brazil, you know, this country known for it’s natural beauty, beaches, hot girls, carnival, Rio, trolling people at the internet, Amazon forest, biodiversity, friendly people and...

One of the biggest cases of genocide of psychiatric patients in the world, known as “The Brazilian Holocaust” that had over 60.000 deaths due to medical malpractice and torture. Barbacena was a concentration camp for “mad” people, who were obligated to work naked until their deaths, and then their bodies were sold to med schools... And this absurd only stopped at the 80s! Wikipedia link.

And I’m a psychiatric patient.

So humanizing “crazy” characters is important for me. 

If you think my portrait is somehow offensive, please tell me. I’m trying my best.]]

[fethrybestduck]

(TW: Psychophobia)

So, this comic made me feel kinda bad... (The red line is a cut of some pages)

I don’t remember Fethry acknowledging the fact that the rest of the family treats him different because he’s mentally divergent.

And at least in this comic, he seems to resent it and needle his family about it, trying to make them feel bad. That means that at least some of the times people treat him with condescension he is aware of it - which happens all the time.

But their faces in the second-to-last panel broke my heart because they’re still looking down on him - and he knows it, and he answers to it in the last panel.

I think that adds a lot to the character tho; the fact that he knows most people treat him as an incapable.

(I think Donald is the only one who actually argue with Fethry in the same terms he argue with anyone else.)

[newt--x]

Et il y a une meuf blanche qui porte des dreads et la meuf qui fétichise les métis, elle est aussi psychophobe.