I can’t figure out what is causing a sudden and unwanted comeback of my childhood eczema. I’ll rate this situation at Defcon 5, because my forearms and the tops of my hands are no longer human. They look like I used nuclear radioactive waste moisturizer, and it feels like sandpaper mixed with stucco-wall treatments.
What causes this crap to come back after a 10 year absence. Not impressed.
We’re learning about Otto Kernberg’s Psychodynamic perspective of Splitting, and all I can think about are Horcruxes.
This is honestly one of the best fanmixes I have ever listened to. I’m really into The Dark Tower series by Stephen King right now, and I absolutely love it. This fanmix does it justice.
I have no idea who this woman is, but I love her.
Correction: This fine dame is called Sarah Millican
“The rest of this better be a f***ing equation”. Amazing.
(Starting everyone off with something lighthearted on this rainy Monday - hope you had a great weekend!)
Ahaha, story of my life, don’t take any shit girls.
· Depression is a serious condition. Don’t underestimate the seriousness of depression. Depression drains a person’s energy, optimism, and motivation. Your depressed loved one can’t just “snap out of it” by sheer force of will.
· The symptoms of depression aren’t personal. Depression makes it difficult for a person to connect on a deep emotional level with anyone, even the people he or she loves most. In addition, depressed people often say hurtful things and lash out in anger. Remember that this is the depression talking, not your loved one, so try not to take it personally.
· Hiding the problem won’t make it go away. Don’t be an enabler. It doesn’t help anyone involved if you are making excuses, covering up the problem, or lying for a friend or family member who is depressed. In fact, this may keep the depressed person from seeking treatment.
· You can’t “fix” someone else’s depression. Don’t try to rescue your loved one from depression. It’s not up to you to fix the problem, nor can you. You’re not to blame for your loved one’s depression or responsible for his or her happiness (or lack thereof). Ultimately, recovery is in the hands of the depressed person.
It’s a little side fantasy story that I escape to when I’m stressed out, which is always, so I’ve been given ample time to watch these characters walk into my life and develop themselves into this arching, fucked up story. There’s two stories panning out at the same time and I want to write about them.
Story one: mafia/crime-family centered, story driven by interpersonal and intrapersonal conflicts. The crime aspect of the story isn’t the main focus, but it drives the story-line forward in a way. I was toying with the idea of these young teenagers growing up in different types of crime-centered families forming this strange clique together to escape and cope with their issues, but they eventually succumb to the self-fulfilling prophecy of getting involved in crime, each in different ways. Two of the characters work together as they become adults and eventually the rest of their friends from childhood get sucked into their underworld.
Story two: group of friends, interpersonal/intrapersonal conflicts mixed with a sci-fi/fantasy conflict involving parallel worlds, drug abuse, entities, paranormal happenings, hallucinations, and personal struggles. Friendship conflicts drive wedges between people while they’re trying to stay together to deal with things such as: demons, time-travel, and ethereal experiences.
Of course, with all of my ideas for stories, I end up connecting every story someway. Story one would be connected to story two because S1 would be one of the many alternate-paralell timelines that the people in S2 experience or hear about in hindsight.
I still think the fact that since Sollux is fully blind (does he even have ghost eyes or empty sockets behind those eye patches?) and he’s now gone pimpin all the lady trolls, that he’ll be involved with Lord English somehow.
