the emotional torture

the lack of stimulation in mental facilities is intentional and with the hopes that you’ll snap even more so they’ll have an excuse to say you aren’t stable enough to go back out. it was so bad that when i got out i started sobbing because i felt the SUN. it makes you hysterical and you’re already going through emotional turmoil its torture of the worst kind and i can’t describe it to anyone who hasn’t been institutionalized

Just Friends

So i just watched just friends, and to put it simply, it’s emotional torture. As most starco shippers are conflicted.

They feel angry, they want to be mad at jackie, but they can’t because we know that Jackie is innocent, and has been a good friend. So there’s just this random misplaced anger. Its like our morality, and emotions are conflicted. This also comes into play when talking about Marco’s relationship with star in this episode. When feel bad for star when we see the pain she’s going through. But we’re also proud of her for growing so much as a character, and letting Marco, and Jackie go on without complications. It’s kinda the opposite with Marco though, some dislike him now for being so,“blind” to gis own emotions. Just think of how much he went through just to get a pair scissors (dimension scissors) for star, how thinking of her led to him going back, but even with all that he’s still with Jackie, not realizing the difference in feelings he has for star rather than Jackie. He doesn’t even Stars change in tone, how she struggles to keep up her positive attitude. Weren’t they affected by the blood moon, he should be able to sense at least when she isn’t feeling well but i digress. Finally what effect does this have on stars power. I worry that star is reaching her breaking point (insert Steven Universe reference here) and she’ll end up like eclipsa.

All in all its good story telling, can’t wait for the next episode.

I think all of us who went thru long term abuse we were unable to escape from had to tear out pieces of ourselves, of our mental health, physical health, emotional health, our integrity, our personality, our life, just to stay alive, we had to trade parts of ourselves for our life and that is not something you ever forget or recover from.


12 days of stydia
    ⤷  day two:
favorite episode (3x11)

do you know how good it felt to see a coming of age movie about a dark skinned black gay man without it feeling like a nasty stereotype that revolved around the All Black People Are Homophobic myth with a dash of the Homothug™ who bashes gay men because he’s gay himself? do you know how refreshing that was? and all without over-sexualization and emotional torture porn

“So,” he smiled, “tell me yours.”

“My what?” She replied.

“You know, your love story, tell me about the guy who made you obsessed with the idea that you’re better off alone.”

She scoffed,
“It wasn’t a love story. Far from that. Barely a story actually. There was fighting, ignorance, stubbornness, cancellations, toxicity, emotional torture, and let’s not forget the constant competition of who cared less. We just didn’t work and I know that killed him just as much as it hurt me but lord knows he was a hell of a lot better at hiding that than I was. We were actually crazy about each other, I know, hard to believe right? I mean, there were times I hated his guts and I swore to myself I would never talk to him again and I meant it too, at the time.. But it never lasted long, eventually we made up, apologised, fucked, you know.. The usual “make up” stuff. But it wasn’t along until the next fight, and I think it just got exhausting, you know.. To keep going round in circles. The routine got boring and there’s only so much pain you can put yourself through before you say enough is enough. And one day, enough was enough and we accepted it, we wasn’t supposed to be. Maybe in another lifetime but certainly not this one.“

—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write
  • Percival Graves : Director of Magical Security of the United States
  • Percival Graves : Head Auror, works in Law Enforcement
  • Percival Graves : Extremely famous family name
  • Percival Graves : Very powerful wizard, good at wandless and wordless magic
  • Percival Graves : Fights against the greatest dark wizard of their time
  • Percival Graves : Gets his identity, face and whole life stolen from him
  • Percival Graves : Probably suffered physical and emotional torture at the hands of Grindelwald
  • Percival Graves : Most likely knew Credence before Grindelwald manipulated him
  • Percival Graves : PTSD survivor
  • Percival Graves : Personal vendetta against Grindelwald
  • Percival Graves : Important To This Story Because Of All Of This And More
  • Jk Rowling : no idk he's just not interesting let's have two straights character gaze into each other's eyes for 20 minutes instead

Gosh, it’s a thousand times worse to remember now that when Kylo had begun to care for Rey, Snoke sensed it and was ready to teach him a lesson by hurting her before his eyes with the excuse that Kylo’s feelings for Rey were a weakness that had to be terminated. This is not just emotional abuse, this is emotional torture.

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Types As People I Have Met
  • ENTJ: Wants to be a history professor, IS AMAZING AT HISTORY like she even beats mE sometimes and I'm the history queen. She can debate really well. I like her.
  • INTJ: Also wants to be a history professor (what is it with you NTJs?) and really egoistic and surprisingly shallow about relationships and...gross...but he's the smartest person I know. Like he wipes the floor with your brain if he doesn't like you.
  • ENFJ: Acts cute and feminine and has a soft voice until she wants to be loud and then EVERYONE IS SHOOk because she's a great speaker and is GORGEOUS. Great performer and she loves Hamilton!!
  • INFJ: Basically an agoraphobic but really, really insightful. Majored in psychology. May be a psychic. One of the absolute coolest people I know and is also my mom.
  • ENFP: Adores ENFJs and one of my best friends. Cries over web comics and fictional characters. Has big dreams and hardly ever sleeps.
  • INFP: Angel. Romantic, sweet, pure soul. Just wants to be loved and be happy. His own emotions torture him and it's so sad.
  • ENTP: Compulsive liar that makes really corny jokes, gym junkie, thinks he's the CEO of NASA. One of my best friends.
  • INTP: Sarcastic-ist person you will ever encounter. Always wears an orange hoodie and plays his DSi on the nearest park bench. Hates weebs but he is one. Super smart but is lazy so he gets bad grades.
  • ESTJ: Thinks his word is gospel. Salesman who knows how to toy with his words to get you to do anything (his Te-Ne is IMPECCABLE). Likes Star Wars and old western movies and AC/DC. Also my dad.
  • ISTJ: Loves other people's drama and has the coolest fashion style. Hates hugs and if you break a rule she breaks your nose. Fierce woman. She's awesome.
  • ESFJ: Wants to be a nun or a teacher or both. Pure human soul. Tries to be as plain as possible but she still is always so pretty because she's so nice. Nods fervently during lectures and tells people they're beautiful all the time.
  • ISFJ: Surrounded by STPs and yet still lonely. Best friend is an ENTP, me. Thinks I'm a genius. Wants to marry an ISTP. Staunch Catholic. Addicted to rules and moral codes. Super, super sweet.
  • ESFP: Always has friends over?? Like they must live in his backyard. Wants the spotlight on him all the time. Always gets lead roles in plays. Is a secret nerd who loves conspiracy theories.
  • ISFP: Weeb who has ISFPs as parents and an ISFP gf. Really pretty, as in she's a model. Always has a different color hair. Good morals and is religious. Hates fighting. My favorite cousin ;)
  • ESTP: Plays it off like he doesn't care; he actually cares. Never does his homework. Attached to his ISTJ girlfriend like she hung the moon. Really romantic. Makes bad jokes. Bad at sports but can't stay away from them.
  • ISTP: Wants to be a construction engineer. Low talker and a slow talker but has a really awesome style. Really smart. Math genius. Nice but can also be SAVAGE. Laid back. Twin brother is also an ISTP.

“Why did you stay?”
“Why didn’t you leave?”
“Why didn’t you tell anyone?”

These are the questions that are fired at a survivor of gaslighting.

So what is gaslighting?

It is one of the most manipulative form of emotional abuse. It is when the victim blames themselves and has lost the faith in their own abilities. It is when you start to question your own ability to make decisions or even think. It is when someone that you are emotionally attached to becomes the person who causes you immense distress and pain.

The victims stay because they genuinely believe that they may be the cause for the distress. They stay because when it comes to someone you trust, it isn’t someone who you’d give up on that easily. They stay longer than they should because it is painful to watch someone that you love and care about (in any form be it friendship, relationship or otherwise) turn into someone that you hate. They stay out of genuine concern for the abuser’s well being.

As for why they don’t leave, it’s because they believe that they wouldn’t be able to make it without their abuser. To put it dramatically, they think that they wouldn’t be able to live without them. They believe (as they have been made to) that they are incapable of doing anything without the abuser.
Sometimes, they don’t leave out of fear of the abuser spreading false information about them or maybe because he/she has threatened to reveal the victim’s weaknesses.

They don’t tell anyone the full extent of damage being inflicted because isn’t it a human tendency to protect the people that you care about? Regardless of the type of behavior, when it comes to someone you trust, you’d tend to be protective of them and wouldn’t want anything that you say to hurt them.
So they don’t tell anyone about this sick form of demagoguery fearing whether they would even be believed or whether they would in turn be questioned about their willingness to submit to the oppressor’s wishes.

How did you let it get so bad?

What people don’t seem to understand is that the changes are so subtly done and the manipulation is so carefully implemented that the victims don’t even know what they’re falling into.
These are people you trust so at first they believe that maybe they have some hidden agenda which would lead to the betterment of themselves when in reality they are falling face flat into an emotional trap.

Then, the victims start questioning the very facts that have been presented to them because the oppressor would have made slight changes to the version of the truth which in turn would result everything being the fault of the victim.

They cut off the attachment with them only when it reaches a point where they have been hurt so badly or the abuser does something so morally wrong that no amount of excuses could pardon their behavior and they run out of instances to defend the manipulator.

This isn’t something that the survivor can “move on” from or just “get over”. It takes time to heal the wounds that have been cast on their minds.
They have been through a mental trauma, an emotional rollercoaster and a psychological assault on their very mind and these aren’t the type of scars that can be healed very soon.

It is a battle with themselves and their mind that follows in their path to recovery.

It is enough to drive anyone to the point of insanity and requires and immense amount of grit and emotional strength on their part to overcome such an ordeal.

These abusers may actually be someone who may have cared for them, or someone who may have been dealing with their own issues in such negative way or just a manipulative piece of shit who cares only themselves and don’t give a damn about how their words and actions have destroyed someone that they may have claimed to care for.

The process of healing is slow and painful. There may or may not be any physical injuries but the degree of hurt that has been cast on their minds takes a different duration for different people depending on the extent of trauma, the support from genuine well-wishers and their own strength.

*sobs quietly* 

is anyone else far too into shipping hell like I could be three episodes into a tv show and two characters have a somewhat meaningful conversation and I’m just
“they’re in love, here are sixteen reasons why and seven aus for them and three situations they could end up in that would strengthen the close emotional and romantic bond that they undoubtedly share”

whatever you do, don’t imagine Maui planning his “If I Were the Ocean” speech all day

whatever you do, don’t imagine him carefully digging through his thoughts to find the perfect way to tell Moana how proud he is of her

whatever you do, don’t picture Maui looking at Moana and smiling as he’s working through figuring out when the perfect time to tell her would be

don’t picture him imagining how she’s going to react

don’t picture him looking at her and realizing how much she really means to him

don’t picture him realizing arriving at Te Fiti would be the perfect time to tell her

don’t picture him seeing Te Fiti on that horizon and just smiling because he finally gets to tell her how he feels 

don’t do it

Yes, I am scared.
Because I can line from the top of my mind every single way my body can be violated.
Because I can still feel the heavy weight of your words like hands around my neck, suffocating my thoughts and my words so they never leave my throat.
I’m scared because my body didn’t recover, my every muscle is pulsing in pain as if it’s still happening, as if the torture never stopped.
I’m scared because it doesn’t end.
I’m scared because I still can’t make noises when I cry.
I’m scared because when I try to remember, suddenly there’s no air in the room, or outside, or anywhere in the world.
I’m scared because I know you would do it again.
And again.
And people would believe your words of blaming me.
And never hear my silent cries for help.
Ladynoir: Once Upon A Nightmare

Requested by: @neutronstar2m

So sorry this took so long to get to!! I hope you all like it.

You requested Angst Ladynoir dreams and that’s what you got, I don’t take my angst lightly. Warning: emotional torture ahead.

“Chat!” Ladybug screamed voice full of panic.

“Ladybug?” Chat shouted back through the fog.

Chat!” Ladybug sighed with relief as she ran towards the silhouetted figure in front of her. “Chat are you okay I was so worried about you,” Ladybug rushed as she approached the still figure. Ladybug slowed as she approached suddenly uncertain. “Chat?” She asked cautiously. The figure turned around a cruel smile on his face.

“I’m afraid your precious cat isn’t here to save you today Ladybug,” Hawkmoth laughed wickedly. Ladybug took a step back her body tensing.

“Where is he?” She demanded to know.

“You mean you don’t know?” Hawkmoth taunted. Ladybug knit her brows together at his words. Hawkmoth’s laughter grew louder as Ladybug’s confusion grew deeper.

“Tell me where he is!” Ladybug screeched. Behind Hawkmoth the fog began to clear just enough for Marinette to make out a blonde boy lying motionless on the ground. “Chat?” Marinette whispered voice tight.

“Here let me bring you to him!” Hawkmoth snarled as he plunged a long black blade into Marinette’s abdomen. Ladybug keeled over suddenly breathless and unable to cry out in pain. Her muscles seemed to seize intensifying the fiery pain burning inside of her. She fell forward into Hawkmoth’s chest. The villain laughed as he took a step back and ripped his blade from her body. Ladybug fell onto the cold hard ground body stinging. Tears pooling in her eyes Marinette looked up to see Chat Noir almost within her reach. With what little strength she had left she crawled towards him ignoring the searing ripples of pain ripping at her insides. She was panting by the time she reached him barely able to move much more. She placed a single hand on his chest right over the blood soaked suit. Marinette lifted her hand to find is stained with the dark scarlet of Chat’s blood.

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You liked having me as your backup. And you still like the emotional torture you put me through by holding on to me, contacting me when I have finally managed to get you out of my head and my dreams.
—  S.

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