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schizopositivity · 1 month

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Nobody ever bothers looking anything up about schizophrenia, even people with schizophrenic loved ones. I'm having a bad day of it today and my husband doesn't know what to do despite me begging for months for him to do research, because reading about this thing that affects every aspect of my life until the day I die is just "so stressful" to him. And I can't fix myself because I can't think. If I get additional medical trauma from being thrown in a psych ward, I... I guess I'll die. He already can't help me when I'm a little fuzzy. I'm so scared. He keeps saying he cares but I've been begging for months. I don't even know how to look up what could help. I don't even know how to look up what I'm experiencing right now. I can't help but think if he knew, he could help. But he just outright refuses.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I think your husband should absolutely listen to you and do some research. Having schizophrenia is always more stressful and harder for the person experiencing it than the people around them. It would honestly be bare minimum for someone who claims to care about you to do some research into something you have to live with every day. There are so many resources out there for the loved one of people with schizophrenia, more than for the people with schizophrenia themselves. And I firmly believe it shouldn't be the responsibility of the person suffering to teach people around them how to help or even just care. He isn't the one experiencing it, he has the ability to do his own research, there is no excuse for him not to.

You deserve to be cared for and listened to. Having schizophrenia and having bad days because of it isn't your fault at all. You have every right to be upset. I wish I could do more to help, my dms are always open and you can talk to me if you want to.

#answered #schizophrenia #loved ones with schizophrenia #loved ones with psychosis #mental illness #nd #neurodivergent #schizophrenic #psychosis #actuallyschizophrenic #mental health awareness #pseriouslypsychotic

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luck-of-the-drawings · 1 month

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so REVENGE, HUH? or justice, if that makes you feel better. it tastes the same when cooked just right. 'I REALLY WANTED A BROTHER.' such a shame to burn a bridge you so desperately wanted to keep, especially when it wasnt even you who started the fire. especially when you hope that not a single fragment of that bridge ever washes ashore.[MAY IT ROT FAR FROM MY SIGHTS] an unfortunate loss! atleast he has his friends.

#jrwi fanart #jrwi show #jrwi prime defenders #jrwi prime defenders spoilers #jrwi pd spoilers #jrwi pd #william wisp #vyncent sol #THIS ONE IS FUUUUCKIN OOOOOLLDD RAAAHHHHH i made it like. a year ago. but didnt finish it for so so long bc i just wasnt happy w it.#BUT LIKE A CENTURY EGG the decades of being encased in salt n lime n ash have done WELL to bring out the flavores of this piece #i sorta recently cleaned it up and posted it onto twitty. didnt tag it bc it was SO OLD AND SCUFFED(i see so many MISTAKES NOW)#that i didnt want to expose it to the open air just like that #if i show smth to my small circles then it shall only be understood in those small circles.#open air and open interpretation from minds i cannot predict are NOT something i enjoy the thought of. usually. i am brave tho #BUT EVERYONE ON TWITTY WAS SO NICEEE i was like damn... i guess it IS good enough to be enjoyed by the masses...#lets work on being nicer to our art together. THAT BEING SAID. i really love my colors here HELL YEAHHHH #FIRST TIME IN A WHILE COLORIN THESE BOYS.... i dont use proper color enough..I ALSO RLY LIKE MY BACKGROUNDS HERE #i LOVE when the bg is hyperrealistic (i frankestiened stock photos) and when the subjects are all flat colored n cartoony #recently rewatched Making Fiends and they do that similar thing!! soft shading! lotsa details! almost painted? ill paint one day #ive already rambled so much abt the art im runnin out of ROOm to ramble about WWWIILLIAM GODDAMN WWIIIISP. its been a minute since i saw-#-this episode..but i DO remember the funny smoke trick that will did to his funny brother. EVERYTIME U GIVE AN ORDER. THAT BRINGS HARM-#-INDIRECTLY OR NOT. YOU WILL HEAR THOSE SCREAMS. YOU WILL FEEL THAT PAIN. OHHH WHAT A COOL PUNISHMENT THAT IS #its still an olive branch in a sense! a final chance for big bro bell to show that hes NOT an irrideemable piece o shit. and if not #well. to the wolves of psychosis with him!!! i really think william did the best he could here. if i was in his shoes i have no doubt i-#-woulda done the same. IM ALSO GLAD THAT VYN DECIDED TO STICK AROUND N SUPPORT HIM! thas character development baybe!!#i loooove prime defenders.. its been so long since i watched any eps of it but i KNOW it still has such a grip on my heart..GOTTA rewatch i

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babisawyer · 11 months

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Ben coming back to the cabin to see yet another cannibalistic ritual

#🐇#yellowjackets #again with the cannibalistic blue balls I see how you guys are playing the game at least I know it's gonna happen #poor javi it should have been travis let's be real he provides nothing #loved the misty on mari violence also #and we were all right about jackie's necklace! our girl's keeping the group together even still #also I know I'm literally the only one on the jackie antler queen train and while I don't think it's true rather than just funsies #it's making me wonder if this is more of a fae situation going on? it's been a looooooong time since I read about all of this stuff but now #after jackie's death and the baby's death and what happened to Ben this week it's kinda making me suspicious #like is the antler queen supposed to represent the unseelie queen? is it the unseelie queen? idk I'll have to look into this to see if it #fits. I'm leaning more towards that now than wendigo psychosis #also hilarious because I did say that portals was insanely jackie coded so we're coming full circle #also I've said I'm suspicious of walter but how the fuck is that dude so rich?? I'm onto his ass he is not to be trusted

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creativesplat · 3 months

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Have a Dimitri because juggling hyper fixations is almost all I do now.

#dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #lambert egitte blaiddyd #(a hallucination of him anyway)#also can we take a moment to appreciate that no-one called dimitri crazy or insane or evil for hallucinations or psychosis #also no-one dismissing his delusions and telling him he was stupid but no-one saying his delusions were right and people gently correcting #like I love it #and as a side note #I've got (fairly mild) psychosis induced by stress and seeing my little guy/ the skrungly having a (considerably worse) thing similar to me #that wasn't villain-y or shown to be a really creepy or wacko thing to have #like do you know how many people in games and media are evil because of '!!the voices inside their heads!!' oooh creepy #like dang it come on psychosis doesn't make you evil or creepy it's just a symptom of varying conditions #or sometimes just something some people get #like I love Veronica (fe heroes) but the being possessed after hearing voices come on IS there are better ways to do things you morons #anyway enough about that #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #creativesplat draws

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coldresolve · 3 months

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Moneymakers, pt.xliv // Interlude

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The house is breathing. There’s no other way to describe it.

An inhale. The room expands rapidly. The walls disappear from view, as does the ceiling, and the floor on which he lies. Conrad feels like he’s falling. Not just suspended; falling, with all the associated panic, the flailing limbs, the flickering sense of orientation. Lights flash around him, and sounds spring from constantly moving sources, a voice that talks to him from below, then above, then below, then above…

Then he’s conscious. It’s the equilibrium, the second between inhale and exhale, where the air moves in neither direction. Dizzy, he raises a heavy head to peer down the length of his body, the fabric over his chest stained red and grey. His eyes seek for meaning and find it, albeit briefly, in the scene unfolding at his side. One foreign hand holds his elbow steady, while another grasps his palm, like a handshake, and slowly lowers the wrist outwards at an angle from the rest of his body. The colors pulse against his retina. His shoulder slides into place.

An exhale. Like water seeping between the fingers of a tightening fist, the air is suddenly pushed out of the room. Humid, smothering. It’s not just that he can’t breathe; it’s the way the room closes in on him, a crushing weight that encroaches on his body, relentless. Conrad is trapped in the lung of a sighing giant, pressed between its ribs and the contracting diaphragm. Concrete doesn’t care much for the plight of the living. Its texture is rough against his skin, and the pain is amplified by the heat of the friction it causes. It hurts so bad. It hurts. The words bubble from his lips. He’s pretty sure they’re not real words, but that doesn’t seem to matter, they leave him just the same. Burst in the air, silently, gone.

There are two facets to it; one is the heaving, the bending of the plasterboard, dipping down towards him, deep beats of pressure, before it retracts once again, and he is free. Another is the texture. Subtle clusters of color and light which pulsate to the rhythm of his heartbeat, writhing like a colony of ants, grainy against his tongue. He can taste the ceiling in some instances, sharp and bitter, coppery.

“You have to lie still.”

Lie still. Still. You have to lie still. You have to lie.

Sharp exhale. Falling concrete slams the air out of his lungs, mounting an incomprehensible weight on his being. The house’s guts churn around him, stone grinding against stone. Arms pinned to his chest by a grip that doesn’t budge, no matter how hard he pushes against it. Red shrieks, and the looming silhouette of his murderer.

Time stands still in the moment where the tension finally breaks again. The sting is drawn out, whining in the aftermath of the crash. He misses against the light, but it vanishes. Seventeen years ago, late at night, they stopped at an inn somewhere along the I-95; Conrad pretended to be asleep. Yellowstone never stuck, but no force on earth could take that memory from him, of being carried through a maze of unfamiliar corridors, rocking along with the steps of his dad, watching the wallpaper drift by through the careful slits of his eyes. An aching cheek is tucked against wool in the thoughtless pursuit of a heartbeat. A heavier core, longer limbs, strange gravity.

He reaches out, blindly –

His hand meets nothing but air.

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#writing #moneymakers #conrad #i know the 'the hallucination is a metaphor' trope is overdone and not how psychosis works but listen. listen #at least i didnt literally make him hallucinate his dead/absent loved ones. so there #also the whole story is a metaphor anyway so i think ive earned that cliche

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strawberrybabydog · 2 months

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psychosis sucks man people will be like "aww i support you, you can be honest with me ♡" and then you tell them you know they're an NPC and they get over-pissed (which just tells me im right lol) and ur like. ohhh so you actually CANT handle my honesty. ooohh kaayy. and then you have to cope with losing the infinitesimal support system you had

#like no offense but if its not your reality why are u getting so pissed LOL ??????#ur allegedly not the one who has to deal with knowing ur loved one is an NPC and not a real human person #but yeah ok its sooooo hard being you. its sooooooooooooooooooo hard being the one who isnt in psychosis #i fucking hate everyone other than me dude like imagine a delusional person opening up to you Finally after Years and your reaction #your actual live slug reaction is to confirm their delusion and then yell at them because you personally are offended by a fucking delusion #nonpsychotics get the fuck over yourself challenge level impossible #if ur nonpsychotic and someone tells u theyre delusional and u get like. offended and pissed. fuck you. go fuck yourself #not dog #personal #delusions #on sanism #paranoid delusions details #simulation delusions details #delusions details #medium feelings

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gatzbright · 10 months

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“you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars” — e.e. cummings

#apparently i am having ee cummings psychosis tonight #this one though GOD like these pictures if u showed them to a passerby on the street and asked if they thought these two were in love #they would say Yes like no doubt #that's the smile of love !! fondness !! tenderness !!! that's the one !!!#starts sobbing uncontrollably #okay im done its writing time now g oodnight #i literally opened this book of poems intending to choose a new fic title and it has now been an hour #its also midnight and i need to be up early #shrugs #dnf #poetry #ee cummings

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grippysockassbitch · 1 year

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Saw someone who followed me simping so hard for antipsychotic medication that they went as far as to say that questioning or doubting whether you want to be on them counts as a delusion, and so I blocked them lol

We support non-medicated schizophrenics here, Sir

Everybody gets to choose their own paths of treatment and recovery, just bc you have a psychotic disorder instead of depression or anxiety doesn't mean you have less autonomy or choice in how you want to manage your symptoms. We can make our own medical decisions, idc if everyone in the world has been preprogrammed to think a schizophrenic person off their meds is the worst thing in the world and they must not be thinking reasonably - we are capable of making our own medical decisions and yes we do have rational concerns and valid justifications.

#im not saying everyone should go off their meds #im saying that if you love your meds and your life wouldn't be the same without them then that's so awesome #but people who are unhappy or uncomfortable while they're on them should be able to choose not to take them #for every other disorder they have a whole toolbox of ways to approach managing and living alongside it's symptoms #but with psychotics disorders all the doors are closed and the only one made available to you is meds #even though that's not the only one that works or will help improve things #i haven't been on antipsychotics in like 3 years and fellas I'm doing fine #i have schizophrenia so my psychosis is not intermittent and my symptoms aren't only sometimes #and I don't take the meds bc they ruined my life and it just become a medical choice I could not justify for myself anymore #we are not going to shit on non med psychotics #not on this page #actuallypsychotic

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museofthepyre · 4 months

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your art really fits your appearance... are you the real life sydney sargent? i'd be freaking out if you were sydney sargent ahh

Well, yes.

I could explain my multi-year spanning selfhood/ ID situation in depth… buuuut we would be here for hours. Short answer for all intents and purposes is: yes.

#fictionkin is… a word. not sure it fully describes my experience.#it’s worse/ more extreme than that (save me let me out)#even outside of that though #I am a GNC trans man. long dark hair with light blue eyes. Autistic. BPD. ARFID (safe food is… buttered bread.) chronically ill AND #psychosis and hallucinations (I am on meds for it 💪 look at me go)#deathly pale and inescapably sick #and has motherly issues. I spend most of my time in the forest. I was a warrior cats kid. I’m goth by music taste and wear dark everything.#I prefer skirts and dresses for sensory reasons. dark and earthy tones.#I talk too much and overshare (exhibit a: this)#my SPECIAL INTEREST has been decomposition and dead things for YEARS #so I adore worms and mushrooms and everything which will one day help me return to the earth #I had a few pet worms & isopods before CHNT even released. I love. worms.#however I don’t do first aid now. I’ve devolved to mortuary science/ post-mortem preservation.#as you can imagine… discovering CHNT was horrifying for these reasons.#as once again- everything I listed here has been the case long before I ever found CHNT.#also I seem to only have chemistry with morally dubious men send tweet #oh and also vivid memories yk that too that’s kinda important yk #guys I’m afraid to post this.

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boyfridged · 7 months

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this is only vaguely related to my last ask but it got me thinking again how much i don't like the type of scrutiny that some people engage with when it comes to headcanons. don't get me wrong, there is plenty of headcanons that i despite when they appear in a particular context because they clearly come from a place of total ignorance and sometimes even borderline malice; and there are ways of writing about characters that are very obviously rooted in reactionary attitudes. but i have also seen situations in which people of specific ethnicities were told they were not supposed to hc a character to be said ethnicity because of the classist implications. i have seen people saying that headcanoning a particular character to be trans is too stereotypical and that it makes them "sick." i've seen people annoyed about characters being a particular religion because "there's another character who was said to be that religion before" (shocking and upsetting to some americans especially: religions are real and usually have more than one follower so they don't have to be assigned to a single character per title as their token.) and idk i think we should all pause for a moment and remember that the pieces of identity that people assign their favourite characters are often their own. there are ways to reclaim these cliches too. it's a matter of intention. people often read themselves into their beloved pieces of art. and maybe it does not always create the truest image of the author's intention nor a revolutionary picture of minority rep, but no one claims it does.

#a matter that always gives me a headache is how people read my post about the issue of jason being portrayed as psychotic #as me saying he should never be portrayed as psychotic #when what i meant was that psychosis should not be associated with violence the way it was in these comics.#i write jason psychotic sometimes.#i also write jason queer in all the possible ways. he's a trans guy he's a woman he's aroace he's gay etc.#i also do write him in a way that suggests he has at least a cultural link to eastern europe.#and very explicitly catholic. as i do write quite a lot of characters. most notably dick #all things that could be read as extremely inflammatory and stereotypical #but that are ultimately pieces of me or my loved ones.#i think fanfiction and creative interpretation are a work of love in more way than one #as i said: in a sense you do not only read the material but also read yourself into it.#and there has to be careful consideration when it comes to it at times.#to make sure there is still engagement with the source that makes it worthwhile #but i don't think it's fair to tell people these experiences are inappropriate for these contexts.#it's another thing if devin grayson makes dick romani #it's another thing if a person of a particular id & experience wishes to explore it in fanwork #sorry idk. love wins.

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faofinn · 6 months

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No. 17 "You're the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest."

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Collar | Touch Aversion | "Leave me alone."

Finn had found himself in ICU, waking up to plastic in his mouth, confused and disoriented. Everything was fuzzy and thick, but he was grateful for the soft words and gentle touches from his family beside him.

For a few days, he drifted in and out, too deep to do much more than occasionally squeeze the hand in his. It took a while for his limbs to finally be fully under his control, his feet fidgeting under his blankets. The more aware he became, the more agitated he began to be. It wasn’t unusual for him, unfortunately no stranger to ICU psychosis. It didn’t mean that it didn't hurt, though, watching the fear and distrust in Finn's eyes as they tried to comfort him.

After morning rounds, they made the decision to extubate him, already aware he'd been tubed for too long. He did well, for Finn. There was only minimal fuss while he worked out how to breathe again, only one threat of re-intubating him.

He was grateful for the peace after, pulling his blanket close, his lion tucked close to his chest.

He wasn't entirely sure where the others were, but he didn't really mind. After all, it was their fault he was in hospital, and they just made sure he stayed longer each time they spoke to his doctors.

Fao was sat with him, as he always was when he got the chance. He hated the thought of his brother being alone, even when he was sedated and on intensive care. They’d finally extubated him, which as a relief, Finn deciding he’d breathe on his own after some fuss. Now they just had to wait for him to become more aware again, and hope he coped. He looked comfortable, blankets drawn around him, lion against his chest, and Fao was relieved. He always worried about his brother being uncomfortable or in pain.

It was early afternoon when Finn stirred again, stretching out with a frustrated groan. His feet fidgeted uncomfortably, and when he finally opened his eyes, he was met with a stranger in the chair next to him. He scowled at him, but his words weren't working.

Fao lifted his head from what he was reading as Finn stirred, a scowl on his face. “Hey, Finn. You okay? Pain?”

He didn't answer, but his gaze didn't shift from Fao's. His fingers tightened on his lion, an old habit that he couldn't shake.

“It’s okay.” He soothed, recognising the look in Finn’s eyes. “You’re in ICU, it’s a bit confusing, waking up and all. Are you in pain?”

Finn instinctively tried pushing himself away from him, wincing as his entire body protested. He shook his head, hoping if he answered the man would leave.

Finn’s wince contradicted the shake of his head, and Fao frowned. “It’s okay if you are. We can get you some meds to help.”

With narrowed eyes, he nodded slowly. Maybe that wouldn't be the worst idea.

“Just need your buzzer for the nurse.” Fao murmured, standing up to look for it.

Fear flashed across his face, pulling away with a gasp. "No."

“I’m not going to hurt you, Finn.”

His panic only worsened the uncomfortable scratch in his throat, setting him off coughing. His chest heaved, but he couldn't catch his breath, each one burning and adding to the panic.

“Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay.” Fao reassured, moving closer to put a hand on Finn’s back gently. “Here, sit forward, I’ll help. You’ll feel better.”

Finn flinched from him, overbalancing on the bed. "Get off!"

Fao recoiled, pulling back. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you, Finn.”

"Get away!" His voice was raw. "Leave me alone!"

“It’s me Finn, it’s Fao. You’re safe.”

That didn't seem to matter. "Get away!"

Fao backed away, palms raised in surrender. “I’m not going to touch you, it’s okay.”

The commotion had sent nurses running to Finn's bay, clearly confused. "What's going on?"

Finn didn't take well to the new additions, all too aware he was trapped by the number of wires and tubes attached to him. His fingers grabbed at the cannula in his arm, pulling hard. Blood welled up at the wound, but he didn't care, pulling at the leads on his chest.

“Shit.” Fao muttered. He’d pushed too hard, figured Finn’s issue had been just confusion and not a complete lack of recognition, but it was obvious now. “He’s confused, didn’t recognise me at all. You’re scaring him, there’s too many people here.”

“We need to make sure he’s okay.”

“I know, but look, he’s terrified.” Fao pointed out. “Finn? It’s okay, I know you’re scared. You’re bleeding. Let me help you, yeah? Let’s stop the bleeding, you’re okay.”

"Go away!" Bloody hands fought against Fao's, trying to get off the bed as tears blurred his vision. "Leave me alone!"

"Can we get some diazepam drawn up? It'll have to be IM, yeah." The doctor spoke to the nurses by him. "And bring the crash cart just in case we need to intubate again."

“You’re okay Finn, you’re okay.” Fao tried desperately to reassure. “We’re not here to hurt you.”

Finn screamed and kicked as he was held down, fighting against everyone. He begged for someone to help, but couldn't seem to grasp that they were all trying.

“Finn, it’s okay, just relax, you’re okay. We’re helping.”

"Have we got that sedation yet?"

“Just here.” One of the nurses said, handing it to the doctor.

"Thank you. Can we hold him down? I don't fancy stabbing myself."

It broke Fao’s heart, his stomach twisting as they moved to hold his brother down as he screamed and thrashed.

"You're okay, Finn. Relax, just a sharp scratch. It's just helping, okay? We'll get you sorted." He was quick to inject it, and quicker to discard the needle. "Just relax."

It didn't take long for it to start to work, even IM. Everything started to feel heavy, the nurses and … others holding him down swimming in his vision. He couldn't figure out what was going on, and though they were talking to him, he couldn't for the life of him work out what they were saying.

He groaned, turning his head with a frown as there was another sharp scratch on his wrist, blinking at them in confusion as they flushed and secured a new cannula. He must have drifted a moment too, everyone suddenly in different places, someone clipping the leads back into place. Finn gave an unimpressed huff, attempting to bat at them in an attempt to show his displeasure. It was too difficult to focus on, and he found himself slipping once again, his stomach flipping as he jerked awake to someone placing a mask over his face. It didn’t last long, and he was soon gone again, unable to fight it.

It was a relief as he settled, finally stopping fighting. It wasn’t good for him or anyone else to fight like that, and Fao could take a moment to wash the blood off of his hands from where he’d tried to help his brother. It never got easier, the not being recognised, though thankfully it was a rarity. Finn normally recognised him above most other things, but sometimes his brain played tricks on him and there was nothing they could do about it.

Soon though, Finn decided to make more work for everyone. When was he ever straight forward? His breathing slowed and then stopped, the machines fussing and alarming as his sats sank, and the doctor ended up making the decision to intubate again. Hopefully it would only be very short term, but he needed it. Fao stood by anxiously, after having politely declined to leave the room, and it was a relief when they finally got him intubated and back on the vent. It wasn’t what anyone wanted, but it was what Finn needed. Hopefully it wouldn’t be for long. The room began to empty out and he sank back into the chair by the bed, completely drained.

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schizopositivity · 1 year

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before you complain about being around or "dealing with" psychotic people, im begging you to think about how they feel

when you give dirty stares to the "scary" homeless person in the streets screaming to themselves, imagine what they are going through to act that way, all alone, scared and unsafe in the streets going through a mental crisis with no support

when its "hard to see" your loved ones going through psychosis, imagine how they are feeling beings the ones actually suffering with psychosis

when you are emberassed by your psychotic loved ones actions, imagine how emberassed they are to be syptomatic around their loved ones who judge them

when you complain about how hard it is to "walk on eggshells" around psychotic people, imagine how hard it is for them, the ones who actually have to deal with the concequences of the things you say to them that could make things worse

when you dont know what happening in a psychotic persons head and you dont know how to help, think about why they dont want to or cant talk to you about it, think about why they dont want to or cant get help themselves, think about what you can do to make yourself more trustworthy to them, what research you can do to learn more about psychosis, and what professional resources you can set them up with because you cant give them treatment by just sympathysing

you need to think about how the psychotic person feels, you need to think about what might be causing their actions, you need to sympathyse with them, but that alone wont help them. as someone in touch with reality you do have the power to help them, to call upon prefessional outsiders, to do your own research, to try to make the things you can control in their life easier for them.

and i promise you, as a psychotic person myself, its so much harder to be the psychotic person than it is for the nonpsychotic people around me. psychosis is an internal struggle, the worst part about it is how it makes me feel, not how it shows externally to others.

#this is for the ppl who reblog my posts and in the tags complain about how hard it is to witness psychosis from the outside #mental illness #nd #schizophrenia #schizophrenic #neurodivergent #psychosis #actuallyschizophrenic #mental health awareness #pseriouslypsychotic #psychotic #loved ones with psychosis #how to help a psychotic person

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seaweedstarshine · 3 months

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You know that time in the comics when the Doctor is so depressed, he shuts off the lights, turns on an interrogation spotlight, locks himself in the console room, and argues with a bunch of judgmental shadow-figures resembling his past incarnations?

And all the TARDIS' lights go out and her interior becomes a maze to keep his companions out of the console room, all from her psychic connection with the Doctor (“moodbleed”)?

And his companions are left wandering in circles for two days as the air goes “stale,” not knowing where he is but thinking the worst, while he hallucinates in a dark room?

...because I'm thinking again about the times this definitely happened when he was with the Ponds.

#when they find him- Rory (one good nurse™) asks neutral questions to check on his emotional state while respecting his space #Amy knows when he's locked himself alone long enough to call River (fortunately Amy talks to her daughter often)#River can calm the tardis and go directly to the Doctor. she sits with him and nods when he rants. she tells him hes loved.#eleventh doctor #11th doctor #doctor who #words by seaweed #(eleventh) doctor is neurodivergent tag #honestly same. I don't want anyone looking at me when im in that way because eyes are very uncomfortable lasers slicing my thoughts #so river doesn't look at him. she looks away and lets him look at her so he knows she's not looking at him. she also does active listening #the shadow-figures in this comic are beyond psychosis coded #emphasis: it isnt presented like some conference of past selves here (which the doctor can't just do anyway- see Power of the Doctor).#and the shadow figures dont have personalities anyway. the way theyre drawn is VERY psychosis coded (as is 11 this whole Si Spurrier run)#this is from Eleventh Doctor Year 2 Issue 3 (set between A Christmas Carol and The Impossible Astronaut) if anyone's wondering #note that he put on his comfort fez I love him #alice obiefune #poor Alice got drove up the wall from wandering in the dark for two days… I think Amy and Rory get to get used to it if they're together #eventually they work out a plan to calm the tardis enough to show them the comfy spot in the bunkbeds to wait and give him space #he joins them in their bunkbed for platonic snuggles. all in the same bunk. Rory doesnt mind. they make sure the doctor knows hes loved <3 #I think- having been percieved as psychotic growing up- Amy would be conscious about making sure the doctor knows she still adores him #I really want this fic to exist

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izzyspussy · 27 days

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i think a lot of people have never been in a truly desperate situation but think they have, and this causes them to pass really harsh judgment on people who made bad choices when either irrational or having no good choices to pick instead, and i really wish people could get some fucking self-perception and work on their compassion skills and not fucking do that as much anymore

#jack facts #people be banging on about empathy this empathy that #and like sure maybe people have a measurable capacity for it but i can tell you what #that sure as fuck don't mean any fucking one of them ever bothers to make use of it when it matters lol #and i mean on the other hand it's hard to conceptualize how you would feel going through something you've never experienced before #i just wish people would be AWARE of the fact they don't know!#or like that there's a difference between ''i can't afford anything but instant ramen'' and ''i can't get any food or water''#or a difference between being freaked out by spiders and having clinical arachnophobia #or a difference between ''my loved one is sick and i'm really worried about them'' and ''my loved one is dying in front of me''#etc etc etc etc etc #anyway the longer i live the more i'm convinced that empathy is a garbage concept #and actually a more reliable way to act with true compassion is through at least some capacity for relative objectivity #the ability to say ''i don't know how that feels and i cannot understand it through comparison'' and to be able AND WILLING #to take people's self reports on their feelings thought processes or lackthereof in good faith and with sympathy #and also the ability to acknowledge that doing a bad thing for good reasons does not negate the bad thing being bad #but also should and does change what consequences are appropriate and/or most effective #and also like............... things people do in desperation or other irrational states do not represent Who They Are As A Person #or what it's like to hang out with them in a day to day situation #another thing i keep getting more and more aware of is like. if y'all can't even handle an irrational or impulsive choice that does harm #done by an otherwise ''good'' person under short term desperate situations #that they then do their best to reduce the harm of after the situation is over #i can not even imagine how absolutely unforgiving you must be of anyone who has delusions #and i mean real delusions and real psychosis not the hyperbolic babytalk version lol #like i don't think most of you even know what the fuck a delusion even is the way you act about things as simple & straightforward as like #fear. hunger. pain.#absolutely fucking exhausting

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bagelarts · 11 months

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i love normal men

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #soldier tf2 #engineer tf2 #my art #2023 #the engie headcanon i hold dear to my heart is that he suffers from the worst intrusive thoughts #every time that man touches a building his brain goes 'SELF-MUTILATE. RIGHT NOW.'#and in true tf2 fashion he channels that energy outwards and kills people instead of hurting himself (...most of the time.)#we love healthy coping mechanisms :)#oh and if we're keeping with mental health headcanons: soldier's got psychosis #i just haven't fleshed that one out yet

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sharkface · 1 month

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Bucchigiri is like a 6/10 at its best and even that feels generous but that fucking credits theme is sooo good. Banger.

#It's also really funny to have this cute love song as the ed for a fucking fighting anime with genies and shit in it #You go from one of the main dudes trying to punch his psychosis spurned on by the recent death of his brother who was the only #person who never treated him like shit and then it cuts to an ed that implies a nonexistent reverse harem. So good man #talk

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