Saw This Tweet, Thought Of Them And Laughed So Hard

petition to rename the usa ‘south canada’

extremely canon owl house content ™

least favorite genre of post on here has gotta be “having mental illness doesn’t excuse bad behavior” from people with depression/anxiety, who mistakenly believe everyone with psychosis is simply suffering from distorted thinking like they are. i have the kind of bipolar that causes psychosis under the wrong conditions and it is radically different from the distorted thinking i have when manic or depressed. “distorted thinking” is “there’s nothing wrong with stealing those groceries from a stranger’s car, they won’t catch you and you need it more than them”. “psychosis” is “you’re not stealing those groceries in that stranger’s car, they belong to you and those people are just holding them”. (never mind that “i haven’t eaten in days and they can afford a car” morally complicates either situation for a moment.)

i have been in a state where i earnestly believed things that were radically untrue and they lead me to cause harm to others. these were not minor distortions in an otherwise accurate picture of the world, they were fundamentally incorrect pictures of the world. some of them were fairly innocuous and are largely water under the bridge. some of them were serious and i still feel shame about them now. but i have also seen people hounded to the ends of the earth over shit they did in a delusional state which would be utterly out of character while compos mentis and it feels cosmically unfair.

that daughterhood feeling of wanting to blame your mother for how you turned out, wanting to be angry at her for how you’ve inherited her pain and her insecurities, but at the same time wanting to keep coming home to her, out of everyone else in the universe, because you know that if there’s anyone who might be anything like you–if there’s anyone who might even have a clue of what it’s like to be you–it could only be her. and no matter how many times you’ve hurt each other, no matter how difficult it might be to get her to truly see you, you still just want her to love you as you are, to tell you that this isn’t your fault, and to show you that she would keep letting you come home to her.

i think it’s difficult to understand the complexities of misa and light’s relationship unless you yourself have been through a toxic relationship.

my ex-girlfriend cornered me into a one-sided relationship and forced me to stay with her despite me telling her several times that i could not love her (i am aroace). but she put me into a position where i had to agree and never let me leave her, she would keep coming back and threatened me with the fact that she could destroy my social life at any moment and turn my circle of friends against me, due to her being at the top of our school’s social ladder and me being at the bottom. it took nearly a year for me to get out due to her constant gaslighting, and i managed to piss her off enough to make HER break it off.

the point of this is NOT to say that these experiences are equal to what happened between misa and light. i am not defending either of them. the point is that light did not “corrupt” misa. misa is not your cute little girlboss who can do no wrong. misa and rem still FORCED light into a relationship with misa despite him repeatedly saying “no,” or “i can’t be your boyfriend,” and so many people ignore that.

misa still did bad things. so did light. the situations they were BOTH under were likely extremely traumatizing. i don’t hate misa at all, nor do i hate light. i just think many people in this fandom are overlooking the fact that rem and misa still forced light’s hand.

taking off a mask to reveal what lies beneath as a romantic gesture is overdone, and besides i want to see the romantic or even platonic potential of protecting someone's identity beneath the mask, without any expectation of ever being allowed to see what's under it. picking it up and holding it gently to their face when it's knocked off and they're in danger of being exposed, without trying to catch a glimpse of what they "really" look like under there. throwing yourself in front of them to hide them from view while they put themselves back together without taking advantage or looking back to see what you're protecting. learning to read them by body language, tone of voice, and behaviour so well that you never need to see their face to feel like you know and understand them.

rabbits know and resent their place on the food chain

you're the woman in the fridge and most of the time you're not sure you're really there at all

for the last day @spnwomenweek - free space

tw derealization, blood, death, abuse

ps: take a look at my spn zine

you're the woman in the fridge and most of the time you're not sure you're really there at all

for the last day @spnwomenweek - free space

tw derealization, blood, death, abuse

ps: take a look at my spn zine