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#But my parents and sister all do
what-noooo-never · 6 months
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Ghost story time!
This is gonna be a ramble to buckle in!
Hi, call me Salt! I'm someone who gets regular nightmares which is important to the context of this story. So!
Context points:
Around a year ago, I got a new nightmare (that has since recurred around 4-5 times) that involved a smiling, tall, curly haired man in a pinstripe suit in my conservatory, named 'Wayus?'- strange with the question marks, I know, but it's always only said like a question rather then a statement, so that's mainly for inflection.
Both of my parents are medically trained and work in the field of medicine, have since before I was born.
My father is Athiest, and a skeptic to anything supernatural
My mother is a Norse Pagan, Hereditary witch, and believes in the supernatural completely
My sister is 5 years older then me, and has never been the one with anxiety (I managed to get that gene)
There is no current running line in my family on either side of psychosis, but hey, who knows, right?
Me and my parents still live in the house, my sister moved out 5 years ago and the story I'm about to tell is from three separate conversations about it pieced together afterwards.
Right, Onto the story now that context is out the way!
I was telling my elder sister about this dream and what happened in it, when she said she recognised that description from when she was around 10-11 (she can't remember exactly).
She had woken up one morning and gone through a day feeling like something was wrong- dissociated and nauseous etc. So she went to bed around the same time as I had that night (I was around 5-6 at the time.) Important to note- we had bunk beds, where I slept on top and she slept underneath me.
At around 11pm, she woke up in a panic and decided to take herself to the toilet, hoping the light and some relief would be all she needed. Once she was done, she was about to open the bathroom door when she became terrified to do so- the kind of paralysing fear that makes it hard to breathe or move, as if she would be in danger if she opened the door.
So my sister did what any child would do- she called for my parents. My house isn't big- a standard British council house- yet somehow my parents didn't hear her yelling for them. So instead, when she realised they weren't coming, she grabbed the towels from the drying racks, covered herself and tried to sleep in the bathroom until morning.
She slept a couple hours, then woke up in a cold sweat, absolutely terrified to even open her eyes this time, regardless of the fact that she had the bathroom light on.
My sister then screamed for my mum again, and this time, my mum appeared to calm her down, and my sister explained that she was terrified to leave the bathroom, and if mum could get her back into the bedroom (by the way, layout in the house is bathroom is at the top of the stairs, then directly next to that is mine and my sisters room, then my parents room, then the room they were going to move me into soon.)
Obviously like a good parent my mum came in and sat my sister on the bed to console and calm her, and to try and figure out what was going on. My dad, at this point, was still asleep, as he is a deep sleeper.
But as soon as my sister sat on her bunk, mini me sat up and started coughing. (I don't remember any of this, but I was young and sleep deprived at 2am, so I'm not too worried about that).
It was a deep, hollow chested death rattle cough, loud enough that it did actually wake my dad up this time- so while my mum consoled my sister, my dad ran in and took me into the bathroom, starting a hot shower and sitting me on the edge of the bathtub to breathe in the steam and clear my throat.
My parents then talked across the cracked doors of the close rooms as to whether they should call an ambulance for me.
(This is where it gets creepy)
My mum suddenly stopped upon seeing a tall, skinny man with curly hair walk across the landing and to the top of the stairs, walking as if he lived there, right outside both the bedroom and bathroom doors- though from my dads angle with me, he couldn't see.
And, as one would, my mum yelled at my dad that there was an intruder in the house.
Dad opened the bathroom door to see the back of the man's head descending the short flight of stairs and turning into the kitchen, and raced down after him, screaming- "Who the fuck are you?! Get the fuck out of my house! I'm not letting you near my daughters!"
Once he got downstairs, he couldn't find the man. My dad searched everywhere for almost an hour down there as my mum stood between the doors to keep at eye on the landing and both me and my sister.
Not finding anything in the cupboards, cabinets, under sofas etc. my dad came back upstairs and put us to bed, while my mum went and checked all the locks (everything was shut and locked already).
The next day I was fine- didn't even have a hoarse throat, and my sister says that as soon as dad ran out and yelled "Get out of my house!", she felt safe again, and slept well.
It wasn't something the family talked about, since not long after was when I started having nightmares on a regular basis and my family focused on my mental health, meaning the topic of what happened never came up.
That was until I described the smiling man from my dream, stood in the conservatory of our house, the one place my dad checked without going into, watching, saying nothing, with his curly hair and tall frame.
I only told my family about the nightmare the day after it happened because I was too shaken up to describe it at first- and I told them all separately- each gave me the same story from their perspective.
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giantkillerjack · 1 year
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Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".
Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"
And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".
Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.
At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.
So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!
Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!
Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!
Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.
#hlep#original#mental health#my sympathies and empathies to anyone who has to rely on this kind of hlep to get what they need.#the people in my life who most need to see this post are my family but even if they did I sincerely doubt they would internalize it#i've tried to break thru to them so many times it makes my head hurt. so i am focusing on boundaries and on finding other forms of support#and this thing i learned today helps me validate those boundaries. the example with the milk was from my therapist.#the example with the towing company was a real thing that happened with my parents a few months ago while I was age 28. 28!#a full adult age! it is so infantilizing as a disabled adult to seek assistance and support from ableist parents.#they were real mad i was mad tho. and the spoons i spent trying to explain it were only the latest in a long line of#huge family-related spoon expenditures. distance and the ability to enforce boundaries helps. haven't talked to sisters for literally the#longest period of my whole life. people really believe that if they love you and try to help you they can do no wrong.#and those people are NOT great allies to the chronically sick folks in their lives.#you can adore someone and still fuck up and hurt them so bad. will your pride refuse to accept what you've done and lash out instead?#or will you have courage and be kind? will you learn and grow? all of us have prejudices and practices we are not yet aware of.#no one is pure. but will you be kind? will you be a good friend? will you grow? i hope i grow. i hope i always make the choice to grow.#i hope with every year i age i get better and better at making people feel the opposite of how my family's ableism has made me feel#i will see them seen and hear them heard and smile at their smiles. make them feel smart and held and strong.#just like i do now but even better! i am always learning better ways to be kind so i don't see why i would stop
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skunkes · 4 months
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#prefacing this with I Know Spanish. i cant not know spanish‚ my parents don't speak english#but im the only one of my siblings that didnt get to go to school over there 🇲🇽 (just pre school)#adn the thing is like. my siblings wld talk to me in eng of course#(if they talked to me at all! what do u say to a baby when you're 9 12 and 15 yrs older.)#and my parents wld similarly jst not talk to me? i did not have conversations with them from birth to now lol.#thjere is something about how like. my sisters kids are also learning the languages at the same time#but when they mess up in spanish theyre corrected‚ by my sister (their mom)‚ my other sister‚ my parents#why not Me. why wasnt that extended to Me as a child...#the same reason I have the least amount of baby pictures while my siblings all have one full book each i bet#the same reason why my and my eldest sister are 15 yrs apart LOL#igts so crazy to me. i hate mentioning this bc people assume#im one of those ppl who isnt fluent bc their parents speak english and spanish and never taught them#my parents dont speak english❗❗❗❗#my nephew thats older than me who is my fave family member and also only speaks spanish#is coming up on sunday idk that i can fully carry convo with him!#pure spanglish bc i didnt grow up having convos in it writing it reading it#thats why im so desperate to read books in spanish now. im so deeply ashamed#igts so crazy. i hate it.#saw a comment on smthng the other day thats like ''idk how u can have parents that only speak spanish and not know it lol''#well can you take a guess. can u take a guess as to how that would happen via interactions. lack thereof.#idk why but its even more embarrassing this way. genuinely how cld u not know...?#its like i was born to feel isolated from my family in every single way...youngest by so many years#the language thing. the Hates Eating thing. the trans thing. most severe failure to launch#im so embarrassed to be alive....!#and i dont belong anywhere. and i am Alone wherever I am.#abandoned by direct and distant relatives. ancestors.
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ruvviks · 12 days
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Nathan and Ruben share a bond more powerful than most; mutual understanding through past experiences no one should ever have to go through, and through past actions so horrible they cannot be spoken of. Their grief and the blood on their hands binds them to the STEM technology they created, which has alienated them from the rest of the world— but they give each other the comfort they have both longed for so desperately for years, and that is all they need. They are each other's counterpart; you cannot imagine one without the other, like two sides of the same coin. Through their pain, their grief, their desire, and their regret, they have become one.
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#tew#edit:nathan#nuclearocs#nuclearedits#so much shame in my body but still used my taglist but um let me know if you want to be excluded from oc/ship web weaves#just really wanted to share this one because i'm very proud of it and i want it on my blog. so. :]#recognition of the self through the other + wanting so desperately for the other to be deserving of a second chance#because if there is hope for them than there is hope for you etc etc and so on. that's the core of their dynamic i think#they understand each other on such a fundamental level that no one else comes close to because they are in so many ways the same#like how in in the first game leslie could sync up with ru/vik and all that? nathan would be a VERY good candidate for that as well#and it makes me insane!! and then the added layer of nathan being lead developer of mobius' new and improved STEM system#which makes him the same as ru/vik AGAIN but in like. the way that they're both men of [computer] science#and there's the fact they both have a dead sister. they both killed their parents. they were both mobius playthings for YEARS#and they've happily killed and tortured during all of it. they're angry they're out for revenge they're completely disconnected from#the normal human experience and they're working with what they have. and then after all of that is over then what is left?#their story focuses on them picking up all the pieces. everything that's still salvageable at least. and try to start over in a way#they cannot be forgiven for what they've done but they can move on from the past and do different in the future#there's still things left undone and left unsaid... in my canon at least. i know there's not gonna be any more games. it's fine#anyway they end up going to therapy and then they get better they're not a doomed couple they just like being dramatic#if you read all of this we can get married tomorrow if you'd like
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moonilit · 2 years
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Kaeya’s BD letter is in about a month
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otrtbs · 8 months
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okay, here are some of my headcanons for narcissa and regulus as the black family members who know what it's like to be left behind.
narcissa is 3 years younger than bellatrix and 2 years younger than andromeda so she has to watch her sisters go off to hogwarts and is left alone for 2 years by herself.
so when regulus is sorted into slytherin and sirius has new friends in a new house and is 'leaving him behind' narcissa takes him under her wing
narcissa is a seventh year and head girl and regulus is a first year and very tiny so it's very easy for her to sneak him into hogsmeade with her
narcissa used to play quidditch and loved it with everything she had (she was a keeper if u care) until her family (and lucius) made her quit in year six so now she spends her free time coaching baby regulus and helping him with his flying since she doesn't get too
narcissa employs regulus to help her study for her N.E.W.T.S (potions is her best class) and that's how regulus discovers his love and talent for potions (she teaches him all the upper class information so he's ahead of his classmates)
regulus and narcissa are both the observant ones of their families (it's why they're both so good at quidditch and why they're seekers and keepers respectively) and that's why narcissa is the only one who notices how regulus flinches whenever sirius "acts up" at family events
narcissa uses her age and slughorn's admiration to get permission to check out books from the restricted section for regulus (under her name ofc) not at all caring that he's a first year and shouldn't be reading them. (if regulus asked for it, she would get it for him)
regulus and narcissa are both early january capricorns, their birthdays are mere days apart (in my heart this is true!!)
when narcissa graduates she gives all of her potions notes and her special lucky caldron to regulus along with her old broom (regulus uses it even though orion bought him the best broom on the market)
narcissa opens up her house to regulus summer before his fourth year and she takes him to hogsmeade and buys his school supplies (bc things are BRUTAL between sirius and walburga and regulus has to Get Away) and they talk about surviving is a balance of complying in public and rebelling in private
regulus asks how narcissa rebels in private and she tells him about alice
they both wonder if andromeda and sirius are simply surviving like they are or actually living.
voldemort gives lucius and narcissa the diary horcrux to hide, but narcissa doesn't know what it is really and winds up telling regulus about it which is what tips him off the horcruxes
regulus making a plan to tell narcissa about the horcruxes so they can figure out how many have been made and take voldemort down in secret whilst complying in public--together. but he just has to destroy the locket he found out about first.
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halffizzbin · 6 months
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The more times I re-watch Lost the madder I get that ANYONE still wants to leave the island once they discover there are showers and processed foods. What more do you even need? Smartphone-induced insomnia?? Office jobs????? Robocalls??? Vacuuming???? INCOME TAX????????
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kirkwallguy · 2 months
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my most evil inquisitor lore is that my trevelyan has a sister who died in the kirkwall circle just before the chantry explosion and cullen had a massive crush on her. she looked just like her. many implications.
#she was caught trying to escape and had to be made tranquil#cullen signed the papers but he warned her ahead of time which gave her a chance to. well you know.#and that was his tipping point turning him against meredith's rule.#he DOESN'T know she was a trevelyan though bc her parents were so ashamed of having a mage child they made her change her name#and he just doesnt make the connection between two blonde girls. he just thinks he has a type.#until. on THE wedding day. hawke is invited (because my trev has a crush on him. and is desperately mad of his tall blonde wife who she saw#when she snuck a glance at his locket one time. she lied about reading tale of the champion.)#anyway bethany sees her and is like. wait. she looks exactly like this woman i was in love with in the circle.#and she puts the pieces together. realises shes marrying CULLEN of all people. and is like oh fuck.#and she like. warns her. but at that point what can you do? the wedding is arranged and trevelyan is a massive public figure#so she walks down the aisle towards a man who is a) possibly only into her because he's chasing the ghost of her dead sister b) possibly the#reason her sister is dead c) actually kind of evil now that she's hearing stories about him from bethany#sorry the dai romances are boring to me i need to inject toxicity and horror into them to be interested.#anyway. all this to say that cullen kisses mary on the forehead when she reaches him at the altar and everyone who Knows (several people#by this point. dorian was there as well so he's been whispering) goes dead silent
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thefaeriecreek · 1 year
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Ok so Link was intended to have a little sister in before the Calamity, so I thought I'd do my own take on her.
Aryll is 7 years old and Link (in my headcanon) is 20. Link's an absolute goof, so he's good at flipping on the big brother goofball mode. Her best friend is a cucco named Helmaroc, or Roc, who follows wherever she goes.
She sits on the roof of their cottage telling Roc of all the adventures those birdies that soar above Mt. Lanayru must've seen on their flight across Hyrule.
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thesadboy · 1 year
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Fuck what the maesters and Jaehaehae have to say, I personally think that Saera and Viserra did  regularly bicker and fight as siblings do but they also did love and look out for each other. Let me have healthy sister relationships in the ASOIAF world for once.
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why is everything (showing other people respect. being patient and kind. not flying off the handle about stupid things. emotional regulation and self-control. et cetera.) so easy when I'm not around my parents and so so so so hard when I AM around them?
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itspileofgoodthings · 5 months
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If Jane Austen could write about my family from the outside and I could read it then maybe I would be healed.
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alchemiccolored · 4 months
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bumblingbabooshka · 1 year
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Icheb, Naomi, Miral and T'Meni
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mysteriousmoss · 7 months
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Mikes a good brother to Abby. He’s given everything for her. He’s her world and she’s his. Love seeing sibling relationships that show that no matter what older siblings will give all they have to make sure the younger siblings are okay. Even through fights they care about eachother.
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stargirlfeyre · 17 days
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Family abuse/violence is so normalized that it’s really mind blowing, specially between siblings. If your partner threatened to slit your throat if you just talked to someone, many people would see that as abuse. If your partner repeatedly verbally assaulted you, many people would consider that abuse. If your partner told you that no one would care/remember if you die, many would say that they’re abusive. But if your sibling does these things, it’s considered normal sibling rivalry. Where’s the line? Apparently, someone can stab you, mock you every day, destroy your self esteem, threaten you, but if they’re your family - especially if they’re your sibling - it’s okay.
Yup. It’s also a lack of respect. People think they can treat their family any kind of way because “well that’s my family they’re always going to love me at the end of the day”.
You can say you love your family all you want but that love means nothing if you don’t respect them. That’s why so many people think it’s okay to threaten your siblings or to be vile to them. That’s why they think it’s okay to cross boundaries in arguments and give a half assed apology and excuse with “that’s just how siblings fight”. Not that’s how siblings who don’t respect one another fight.
You can love your family yes. You can care if they’re hurt however the way you treat them in their day to day life is what matters. And it’s funny how so many people get on here to flex their toxic relationship with their family to defend the Archerons when all they’re yelling to everyone is “I come from a toxic household and I’ve normalized not holding any respect for my siblings”.
And look I’m no stranger to sibling fights. I have four of them (2 little sisters, 1 older sister, 1 older brother), I know all about the screaming matches that you get into with your siblings however I can confidently sit here and say not once have I ever crossed a boundary that has done serious damage to my relationships with them.
I’ve never threatened physical harm on them, I’ve never called them sluts or used their personal issues against them, and I have never fucking stabbed them😭. And that’s not something I should be given a pat on the back for because it’s literally normal. Respecting your siblings enough to not want to hurt them (even when you’re arguing) should be the standard but because toxicity in households is normalized, people now call you too sensitive if you go “hey maybe that’s too harsh to say to someone who you literally share blood with”.
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