U know, I’d see people make the analogy of “well would you tell a person with a broken leg to just get over it??” when talking about mental illnesses and how they’re treated by nt folks but tbh you really have to follow it through
Would you tell a person with a broken leg to keep it from healing? No.
Would you tell them that they should keep breaking their leg otherwise they were faking the injury? No.
Would you force them to stand on their injured leg and tell then to endure the pain otherwise they were “just another healthy person being overdramatic”? No.
So if ur gonna make the comparison that “well having a mental illness is like having a real illness!!” Then treat it like a real illness and try to heal it, and stop acting like everything about self care that u hear is “neurotypical” half the time it’s a depressed person just trying to share what makes them feel better
a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, I made a somewhat joking (but horribly accurate) post about some of the shenanigans Cas has to deal with in regards to Moa (I am sorta sorry for that still), mostly with the cliff diving.
But oh no, it’s a lot worse when Maui is around. He’s literally like the devil on your shoulder because he definitely dares Moa to do all sorts of flips and what not and Cas probably has this horrified look like ‘Moa please do not do this. Don’t do it’. Except they all know she will and Maui’s horribly smug about it cause he’s just a little shit.
There was one time where Maui ‘jokingly’ said he would throw Moa off the cliff (on Motunui of course because she’s used to the waters there. He’s not that crazy to throw her anywhere else). Moa didn’t think he was gonna do it. Jokes on her he did, despite her protests (and probably Cas’ horrified expression).
When Cas and Maui met Moa at the bottom, she just angrily ranted at Maui and he just laughed before picking her up and tossing her back in the water again. It’s okay she’s plotting her revenge for next time.
I am a broken shard of glass reflecting
whatever is around me. The difference
between me and a chameleon is that a
chameleon does it to protect itself; I do this
because it’s all I know. My identity is not
even fluid because fluidity still requires
substance and I am all black hole, hollow pit,
hungry void. I am an empty moon hanging
in a sky full of stars wondering where they
find their light because I tried to search inside
of myself for something to call my own and
there was only gravel, hard sharp edges pitted
with craters where I dug too deeply under
my skin. My orbit centers around whoever
is around me and I build solar systems using
their resources, taking bits and pieces from
each planet and fusing them together until
I have something I can hold in my hands but it
still isn’t mine, nothing is mine, I want to
excavate my bones from my flesh just to have
something I can call mine but I am nothing,
I have nothing, I exist only as a reflection
in an ever-changing mirror.
We are back, we will always be back!Mishapocalypse was great last year and it will be better this year! But it’s not over yet. It will never be over.
We can never let this go! You can never escape us ! Rest of Tumblr be like:
We’re sitting in these lovely floral seats today with Doctor Who and Torchwood writer Toby Whithouse curating some posts for Doctor Who Tumblr. He’s writing for series 9 as well so we had a LOT of questions for him yesterday in BBC America’s twitter Q&A.
We’ll be tagging the posts Toby chooses with #TobyWhithouse so keep an eye out for them!
So we are freaking out over this cactus thing (aw Phil), and everything i see on my dash is somehow related, but imagine what the phandom would be like if phan really did come out, like, actually told us.