beardedmrbean

minibricks.co

hatesaltrat

@teamvoorhees3 these are way cool

skulldog

Shout out to anyone that ever made a character that’s a ‘Secret Government experiment’ that escapes the lab and is now wanted and misunderstood. That’s top tier character design, thank you.

local-lovey-wolfboy

quick reminder that delusions are strongly held, fixed beliefs not based in reality that cannot be changed even in the face of evidence against them. a delusional person's conviction in these beliefs is just as strong as your conviction that the sky is blue. some delusional folks have the ability to double book-keep (understand that what they're experiencing is a delusion), but this does not make the belief any less sincerely held and the ability to do so varies from person to person and from delusion to delusion.

you cannot choose delusions, delusions are involuntary. (note that for some folks already prone to delusions, however, hearing about certain delusions will lead to them developing those same delusions)

someones ability (or lack thereof) to double book-keep does not make them a "better" or "worse" delusional person. and--speaking from experience--some folks can technically double book-keep, but doing so is incredibly distressing and can make things worse. (for us, some of our beliefs help us maintain our hold on reality in other areas, and attempting to double book-keep and acknowledge them as delusions (even if (if) they might make that specific belief more manageable to deal with) would make it significantly harder to keep our hold on any aspect of reality as a whole; we call these load-bearing beliefs/delusions, depending on how far removed from it we are [whether or not we've stabilized enough to be able to acknowledge it as a delusion, or even not believing the delusion anymore, without it unstabilizing everything else])

being delusional is morally neutral, but they are often also incredibly difficult to manage and can make life incredibly worse (note that for some folks, certain delusions may be pleasurable or comforting; the feeling associated with delusions. however, this does not make it not a delusion, and that does not mean they are any more voluntary. finding pleasure/comfort in them also does not exclude them from making general life harder; many delusions may also influence and exacerbate other delusions)

delusions are not your funny silly buzzword to use when you're feeling quirky, it's not another way to say "vividly daydream and get emotionally attached to the daydream" or "get extremely attached to a piece of fiction to an unusually intense degree" (which for some reason i've been seeing more and more of lately), and "delusional" is not an insult or a derogatory term. "delulu" is demeaning and only serves to show that you don't care about delusional people.

stop throwing delusional people under the bus.

(and while you're at it, start tagging your unreality shit, too.)

definitely-not-a-wasp

One of the things I want to be explored more is Max's general inability to connect with people outside of her immediate circle. Not in the "I'm so socially awkward" way or even "I grew up feral" way, but in the way of Max having spent the first 14 years of her life having everyone she interacted with divided into family or enemies.

Like, this isn't even fully psychology at this point, it's neurology. When her neural pathways were at their infancy all the way up to when her prefrontal cortex was mostly developed, she had the flock that she would die for, and everyone else who wanted to hurt her. That's it. It's no fucking wonder that she felt like Dr. Martinez and Ella were practically family after three days, and that's because her brain has no reference for making friends or casual acquaintances. They were nice to her, and that means they're not enemies, and there's only one other slot in her brain for them to into. It's no wonder that she felt disjointed in Virginia's private school, even when she was trying to make friends, because she's attempting to do something that she has no frame of reference for. Of course Jeb kept wildly oscillating between "my dad who was misguided but tried his best" and "the worst person alive", because he was one of her enemies until age 10 and then immediately made a switch to her caretaker, and that only enforced the dichotomy in her head.

She cannot relate to other people outside of these two scopes. The closest she gets is the romance, and even that has the undercurrent of family because even with all her options (and she had several), she always circled back to Fang. The romance is just an extension of a dynamic that's written into her brain.

And I think there's something genuinely sad about that. How it stunts her ability to interact with other people, how it creates an inability for nuance in her mind. And, ultimately, how it's something she never learns to outgrow.

chef-boygirlardee

You wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

homenecromancer

This post is not what I wanted it to be when I set out to write it. It just sort of peters out where I got bored, although I tried to tie things up a little at the end.

But did you know that you can connect 9/11, Mothman, and Maximum Ride?

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grimm-reapz

My stop motion assignment for school

pixelchills

Arts & crafts time~