"Back in my day we didn't have all these mental issues!"
Well yes you did, Karen. They were called “Problem children” or “retards” or “psychos”. The were thrown in institutions and treated like criminals, or beaten to curb their behavior, or publicly shamed as “dunces”. They lacked adequate healthcare and no one understood what was wrong with them. They wandered the streets while their families either struggled to take care of them or pretended they didn’t exist. I know because I have an aunt who grew up schizophrenic in the 50s. You think anyone really knew how to deal with her when she wandered away from home or said and did bizarre things? And then there was my uncle, likely suffering from PTSD caused by his military service when he threw himself over a waterfall.
The increased ability to identify and diagnose things doesn’t mean these things just started existing. I’m not saying society doesn’t tend to overdiagnose and overmedicate (if you raise your kid with absolutely no boundaries or discipline and they end up a horrible brat, that’s probably not because of some rare mental disorder so much as bad parenting), but stop dismissing every mental health issue as some newfangled millennial nonsense you don’t have to take seriously. And don’t let that mindset stop YOU from getting help if you need it.
to whom loves her next there are a few things you should know.
she doesn’t open up easily or at all. please do not get offended by this. and she may go radio silent for a while but don’t fear she is just lost in her head. she’ll come back to you. she always will. even when you break her heart for the first time, she comes back. and the second time.. she always comes back. she never knows when to stop loving, just like she never knows when to stop over watering plants because she’s so afraid they aren’t getting enough. she also needs constant reassurance so please don’t get annoyed when she wants attention or constant reassurance through out the day. she’s been hurt so many times it’s hard to believe that people could be so cruel to something so beautiful.
she loves to take photographs and she loves to read. she starts reading a book and then she finds another book and starts reading that one cause she’s just so excited and forgets to read the end of the other book so don’t ask why she does that, cause she doesn’t know. she loves animals more than anything so yes that means her two horses, three dogs and chinchilla come first. she’s vegan so make sure you check to see if there’s any milk in the chips or cookies if you buy them for her at the grocery store, which you should. she loves cooking but doesn’t like to clean up the kitchen mess. she HATES dirt. she loves the sky and stars so please make sure you stop to look at sunsets whenever you’re together. she doesn’t talk about her dad but she always wants to. she has a love hate relationship with her mother even though her mother doesn’t know it. child birth scares the crap out of her so she’d rather adopt. she claims she hates kids but once you see her with her little cousin who’s like her little brother the smile she’s wearing when they hug says different. she’s amazing with kids even though she thinks they are annoying. she has big dreams like wanting to end world hunger or becoming an activist. she cries when she see’s animals on the street. also, she’ll bring home animals from the street. she loves her family and friends even though she keeps to herself. she hates stickers and she loves traveling. and when you find her crying into her calms on the bathroom floor at 3 am please do not yell at her and tell her to get over it, instead sit next to her and just hold her hand, she doesn’t want to talk about it. please make sure she takes her medication. in fact stand right there in front of her until she takes it cause if you leave she won’t. she’ll call you an ass and get mad but she’ll love you for it. she loves flowers, especially yellow tulips. she misses her dad everyday. she has a sadness inside her that will never go away so please be there for her even when she pushes you away. her favorite color is blue even though she doesn’t have a favorite color, blue was her dad’s favorite color so when you ask she always says blue. she loves nature and hiking but make sure to make her drink water because she always forget and then feels like shit later on in the day. she hates doing the dishes but doesn’t mind cleaning anything else. she’s an old soul but she has a young spirit and personality at the same time. she has like 10 different laughs and they are all cute but she hates them so please tell her that they are your favorite. please tell her you love her every day because she will say that you don’t. so to the one who loves her next please know she is something so extraordinary that if you lose her you will spend the rest of your life regretting. i know because i am.
Okay, okay, okay, I’ve been reading posts with this tag for the last hour. I feel like I need to contribute… so here’s some #onlyingotham tweets:
I think it’s one of the batfam’s birthdays cause there’s loud chanting from atop my building and confetti is falling from the sky. #onlyingotham
Apparently the fire escapes on the apartments near the police station are a popular place for the bat kids to watch YouTube on their phones. I’ve been hearing sport fail videos and laughing out my window every night for the last two weeks. #onlyingotham
So today during my self defence class, Robin comes barging into the gym and yells, “try those kind of pathetic manoeuvres here in Gotham and you’ll be found dead in an alleyway.” This child then proceeded to show us how to PROPERLY defend against GOTHAM robbers and how to NOT die.
I was studying late at a cafe for an early morning exam. Red Robin, Spoiler, and Catwoman came in for I guess(??) a coffee brake at two in the morning. Catwoman was lecturing Red Robin and Spoiler about how to properly dry clean blood from clothing…. #onlyingotham
I was walking home from work and I saw Nightwing swinging on a fire escape and he yelled, “Marco!” Red Hood jumped from another roof and yelled “Polo!” as he swings through the street. God, I love this city :P #lmao #onlyingotham
There’s this dinky little bar I go to after work. Today Oswald Cobblepot came strutting on in, payed for everyone’s drinks, and left with a beer. #onlyingotham ??
Yesterday I saw this old guy in this huge green vampire cloak arguing with Robin on the street about betraying family duties… #onlyingotham
So Superman paid a visit to Gotham. I literally just saw him flying through the streets, carrying a flailing Robin and a whining Super Boy. #onlyingotham
Whenever I have a bad day I go to the roof of my apartment building and watch the sun set. Last night, Nightwing saw me and joined me on the ledge after he thought I was going to jump. I’m totally fine, don’t worry guys :P. Apparently he loves watching cartoons. His favourite character is Zuko from Avatar because he reminds him of his younger brother. #onlyingotham
I think Red Hood must be grounded or something cause while I was buying a chocolate bar from my local 7/11… Batman is standing outside the foggy glass windows, arms crossed, and tracking every move Red Hood makes in the store. #onlyingotham
I think I just saw one of the bat kids almost die(can they even die??)… that Robin kid, who fell from above, is laying on the pavement and rubbing his arm as this guy in blue and black tights stands beside him, lecturing some kid with a long stick on the roof who’s yelling, “He spiked my coffee with salt!!” Then the blue and black one is yelling, “he’s trying to prevent you from overdosing on caffeine. You need help!” Then the stick one, “Bullshit! You defend him on anything!” “Red Robin, you had a mini heart attack the other day.” Then the Red Robin kid just flicked them the bird and now he’s stomping down the roof… what did I just witness? I’m just a guy from Metropolis, is this a daily occurrence here? #onlyingotham
@guyfrommetropolis yah, if your give the one with the staff(Red Robin) a coffee he’ll buy you cookies and love you forever :P
The Democrats are honestly, objectively, the most idiotic party in this country if they exist as a party actually trying to gain seats and not as some complex money laundering or fraud scheme pulling in billions from like ten very wealthy Libs in NY & LA.
I mean, everything from their rush to the right by compromising on every single policy goal before even getting into office and announcing the policy to appease Republicans who will never actually vote for them over their own party in anything but totally inconsequential numbers, to actively trying to blunt the impact of actual Leftist movements by fiercely adopting rabid right-wing talking points on single payer healthcare feasibility to their suicidal insistence that nothing is actually wrong at all everything is fine.
I mean, this country has a lot of things that are fundamentally broken. The Right-wing parties have made tremendous gains because they’re vocalizing that fact, they’re saying that we’re in the midst of a generation-killing opioid epidemic, that while the economy has recovered for a handful of firms on Wall Street the average family is just as economically insecure as in 2008, our savings just as depleted, earnings even lower and jobs even less secure even if there are more of them and that something needs to give or something needs to change. They’ve taken to blaming foreigners & minorities for all societies ills, to catastrophic results.
The Left, largely, blames capitalism for the issues we’re facing, that attacking our problems via universal healthcare & universal basic income or at the very least a living minimum wage & stronger workers unions will fix a lot of the issues at hand.
The Centrists & the soft-Right, the people that make up the Dems, though, they insist that nothing is wrong. Everything is fine. They run and lose on campaigns of ‘America Is Already Great’, empty rhetoric that hedges bets against itself even as they’re announcing it, promises that come with the caveat ‘this is the best we can offer, and we’re willing to settle for much worse’. They see a healthcare crisis and they’ll offer you a partial tax credit reimbursement on discounted Uber rides to the emergency room and say that preserving a system you can’t even afford a plan in is a tremendous victory for all of us, and that pushing for single payer universal healthcare is a ridiculous pipe dream and you’re a piece of shit purity-testing loon if you point out how much money they get from insurance companies every year to say that.
The Republicans are wrong. Deeply, fundamentally, they are wrong, and they are bad for this country but the Democrats are deeply, fundamentally stupid and they’ll let the Republicans get away with anything if the alternative is even the tiniest bit of socialism.
Summary: A family gathering at the Winchester household turns into an embarrassing mess for Dean and the reader.
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word Count: 1,361
Cassie’s Classics Challenge -
“I can’t think about that right now. If I do, I’ll go crazy. I’ll think about that tomorrow.” Gone with the Wind @death2thevirgin
“Ha! Suck it, Winchester!” You boast obnoxiously, dancing around Sam in a circle. You just won the third air hockey game in a row and the feeling of victory never gets old.
“Just wait, Y/N. You’re awesome at air hockey but everyone knows you’re shitty at pool. And I can’t wait to kick your little ass!” Crouching down to your level, Sam condescendingly pats the top of your head with a shit eating grin.
“I can’t wait to see that, Sammy. Honestly. We all know you need a little confidence…since that hot girl Erica shot you down. Must hurt the ego.” You giggle at his bitch face before bolting out of the game room. You may be ridiculous but you’re not crazy, Sam’s go to move when annoyed is chucking his drink at you.
Growing up across the street from the Winchester family has equipped you to easily deal with the two brothers in any scenario. It definitely comes in handy knowing which buttons to push.
As a child Jeffery Dahmer had a number of strange habits, some of which were disturbing. Several neighbors who lived on the same street as the Dahmer family noticed the odd way young Jeffery would walk to the bus stop - three steps forward, two steps back, four steps forward, two steps back. Jeffery would do this day after day, and even when teased would not give an explanation for it, merely smile and walk away.
The gender thing wasn’t what surprised me. A huge percentage of the homeless teens I’d met had been assigned one gender at birth but identified as another, or they felt like the whole boy/girl binary didn’t apply to them. They ended up on the streets because-shocker-their families didn’t accept them. Nothing says “tough love" like kicking you non-hetero-normative kid to the curb so they can experience abuse, drugs, high suicide rates, and constant physical danger. Thanks, Mom and Dad!
after being overseas for six years, bucky is struggling to adjust. being home after an honorable discharge isn’t as easy as the movies make it seem, but could you and your child be the key to bucky’s happiness?
pairing: bucky x reader
word count: ~10K
warnings: angst, children, mentions of abandonment, nightmares, mentions of PTSD, mentions of guilt, mostly fluff, happy ending
a/n: this is for @bionic-buckyb‘s 5K AU writing challenge. my prompt was number 18 (“I’m such an idiot. I made the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.”),
and i may have gone a bit overboard (like way overboard) but. oh well. i hope you guys like it!
Warnings: This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.
A/n: This is my take on this AU. I do not believe Kyungsoo, nor any of the members, past or present, of EXO would act like this. This is just my interpretation of the song and this archetype. As always, feedback is always appreciated! I hope you enjoy!
❝Jump in❞ Sehun told you when you followed him out of the house and into the back garage. Outside the dark sky was already taking over everything, the lampposts outside Mina’s house were slowly switching on and your heart was beating way too fast.
Mr Oh looked heavenly while he sat in his grey 612 Scaglietti, meanwhile you salivated just watching the car. Of course you’ve seen sport cars, but this - this was you sitting inside of it, this was out of anything you dreamed about.
Let me start off by saying: my father
is abusive, and this post will (hopefully) be the only way for me to
get out of my abusive household.
I’ll explain to you guys a few things
so that you can understand my current situation:
My father is the father of all
I am 19 years of age - legally an adult
in Canada. However, he will not allow me to be independent, such as
having my own cat or my own vehicle in my name, and he also uses
these things as a form of blackmail to keep me in the house.
He controls how much time I spend
on the internet, and who I talk to; he went as far as illegally
running background checks on my former partners. I have little to
no privacy, he periodically rummages through my room to find
something to yell at me about, and if he doesn’t, he yells at me
for the mess *he* left.
Moreover, he has denied me medical
treatment multiple times, even for serious injuries (e.g. a
Starting in high-school up until now, I
have suffered from several mental illnesses, including depression,
extreme anxiety, panic attacks, and PTSD caused by severe trauma that
lasted 5 years of my childhood and has left massive gaps in my
memory. All of these mental illnesses have had a huge impact on my
life, not just at home, but in my school work as well, and my
However, my father does not believe any
of my trauma is real, says it’s my fault if I was traumatised,
constantly belittles me for my mental health problems, and says I’m
making everything up for attention.
On top of that, he is abusive to my
siblings too; one of them is older and already moved out, and the
other one is only 14 years old.
Finally, my father told me that if I do
not do what he wants and go to school, I will be kicked out onto the
street, family ties cut, and *everything* I own taken from me. My
cat, will not only be taken away but “gotten rid of” by their
words which could mean a number of things.
However, if I graduate a program in
college I can leave the house and bring my cat, Molly, with me. This
(She isn’t actually mad her face just looks like that)
And I also get to keep my
vehicle. Both of these things are not in my name even though
currently I pay for them both, and take care of them completely by
myself. The car is relatively unimportant to me as I don’t consider
it an essential but Molly must come with me.
I currently have no money
saved up for post secondary education, due to my mental health
disintegrating thanks to a disability in the middle of my first year
of nursing, and me losing the capability to witness deaths in the
hospital placement. And all of this wasting all the funds I had
saved. On top of this, he has said that he expects me to go back to
school in January, which as of right now is not financially possible.
He has said that if I do not go back to school by January then I am
to be kicked out. However, if I can reason with my mother then I can
possibly push this back to September of 2018, which will most likely
give me enough time to gather the funds.
So as I said, I need to get out of my
abusive household as soon as possible, because it’s extremely
detrimental to my already fragile mental health. This is whyI
am opening the doors for commissions of any and all kinds to help
save money for this plan.
I am not asking for donations,
and I am not asking for hand-outs, because I honestly hate asking for
help and I don’t like just taking people’s money without giving
something in return. If you are unable to or do not wish to help by
commissioning then all I ask is that you reblog this post so
that it can be seen.
Here is the plan:
My father, of course, said he refuses to
help me in the slightest if I wanted to move, so, I don’t get even
a bit of help from my family. That’s why I need to save more money
to get in and finish a ONE YEAR program so that I can seal the
devil’s deal and get the hell out of dodge as soon as possible (the
shortest college programs run for one year). Right now, I work a
part-time job that only earns me minimum wage, and still have bills
to pay on top of that. I am unable to get a second job as my
disability doesn’t allow for it, and because of this I am not making
enough money to save for school in time for January. I am not going
to be depending solely on commissions to save the money, as I AM
working, it’s just that extra push to get things done.
I’m sure, however, that
you’re wondering why I don’t just leave. And believe me, I have tried
to. Here is a short list of examples of what my father is like and
why I cannot leave of my own free will:
1. Once, I ran away
in the middle of the night after a massive fight, he called the
police on me and told them I had drugs in my possession (obviously, a
lie) to get me searched and arrested. There is a great possibility of
this happening again if I tried to get away even though I am an
adult, he’d do anything to try and get me arrested.
tried to leave to a friend’s house for refuge during a massive fight
over laundry, which led to my father furiously chasing me down the
driveway to my car. There, I sat with the doors locked and windows
rolled up while he banged on them and tried to rip open the door for
a good 20 minutes. He then said if I left the driveway *in the car
that is actually mine*, he would call the police and tell them I had
stolen it to get me arrested again.
3. While he is not physically
abusive, he has tried to hit me. During yet another fight, which
involved him coming into my bedroom while I was sleeping in the
middle of the night to yell at me for something minor I can’t even
remember, he attempted to grab my face and hit me. I have without a
doubt that he will make some kind of physical attempt at keeping me
from leaving the house.
I have tried to fight fire with fire
so many times, and every time it has just ended with more violence
and abuse. For the past several years I have tried to escape or find
ways out, and have failed. Getting through the next year or two with
my head low, doing what he says and taking the punches as they come
is the only way out.
Thank-you, for reading through this to
the end. If you are interested in helping and want a commission
please message me, or send me an ask if you have questions, and we
can work out details and prices. If you still wish to help but cannot
commission all I ask is that you re-blog this post.
I will be
posting some recent drawings Ive been working on for examples.