Friendly reminder that:
Achilles and Patroclus aren’t the only gay gods Hannibal compares himself and Will to!
When Hannibal sketches Will into the Primavera, he draws Will as Zephyrus, the bisexual god who falls in love with a handsome and athletic prince (Hyakinthos), whom he courts, but eventually loses when Hyakinthos chooses another god over him. In a jealous rage, upon finding Hyakinthos with his other lover, Zephyrus murders the prince he fell in love with.
[Before and after the Primavera sketch scene in Dolce, Will throws serious salt at Bedelia for running away with Hannibal and playing Mrs. Fell in his place, and then attempts to stab Hannibal on the streets of Florence.]
A life without regret would be no life at all.
the fact that hannibal, at its core, is about a romance btwn two men in their forties/possible fifties meeting their soulmate for the first time after spending a lifetime of thinking they’ll never be truly understood, & finding that person, is really moving & beautiful… not to sound like a cheesy old lady but that shit is breathtaking
cyborg-sevalle
Nietzsche believed that you’ve gotta be able to think about suicide before you can move beyond wanting to kill yourself because only once you’ve accepted it as an option can you make the choice not to do it, and the alternative, to deny the urge and ignore it, would inevitably cause you to cave to the unaddressed desire you have for it.
And the dude was right.
The rogue’s gallery of psych students and junior practitioners on this hellsite have hijacked my post about not being mean to yourself to explain to people how actually what I’m talking about is cognitive-behavioral therapy, and how it involves disciplining yourself to never talk negatively about yourself and how it’s important to check with a therapist that you’re doing it correctly, and like, this is why I don’t trust and can’t stand these people.
Being your own friend is a holistic process, there aren’t exercises you can do or therapy methods you can apply, which is why most people relapse almost immediately after stopping CBT or DBT, because they haven’t actually made any progress in how they look out for themselves, they were merely thrust into a disciplinary regimen where they are taught to engage in habits which their therapist then holds them accountable to, and so, without that therapist, they fall apart again.
Not being mean to yourself doesn’t mean censoring self-deprecating humor, it doesn’t mean snapping a rubber band on your wrist when you have a negative thought, it means taking time to sit down and think about yourself as if you were another person, to really take stock of who you are from as objective a perspective as you can muster, and if you really want to grow, realizing that this person you see can’t grow if the person closest to them, which is you, spends all their time berating them and making them feel like shit.
Being friends with yourself is not a series of therapeutic exercises, it’s challenging yourself to evaluate why you’re a dick to yourself in a way you aren’t to other people, or maybe you are a dick to other people, and maybe you want to be a dick to yourself, which is goofy as fuck, but if you’re still suffering, maybe ask yourself why the fuck you want to be such a dick, the answers may surprise you.
jamarcoaaronshaw
I feel like Tumblr gets like this.
One of my fave things abt queer eye is when the gays do the thing where theyre super affectionate or they jump on a bed and roll around and hug and have a good time and then the like het cis man theyre currently helping like freezes for a second and isnt sure what to make of it before they take a step over the edge of fighting some of that internalized toxic masculinity and then goes!!!! “Hey guys look out here i come!!!!!” And the fab 5 are alwayS SO well receiving in it and welcome them and its just. So nice. Thats what we need.
please watch this terrible video i made and please love it
tHIS HAS FUCKED ME UP FOR LOTERALLY A GOOD YEAR NOW
