what's the deal with mcd?
ok i am pondering mcd this afternoon (three guesses why) and my sister (foolishly) made an offhand comment that just sent me back into my swamp of thoughts which was "unlike some people i don't enjoy feeling pain for no reason" -- in reference to reading fics with mcd.
so here i am once again to write my silly little essays on tumblr, bc like...why do i like mcd??
and when i say i like mcd, i mean i really like it. i am an avid mcd enjoyer. when mcd is done well, it quite literally stays with me forever and just...nothing else quite compares. i'm the kind of person who will hear something has mcd and be like "ok NOW i'm interested." yknow? like i love a good main character death.
at the same time, i don't think of myself as a particularly masochistic person. maybe i'm kidding myself, but i don't think i'm drawn to mcd solely because i enjoy reading things that will hurt me (although...ok yeah maybe that's part of it). but like. ok hang on this is going to get both personal + philosophical but for ME, personally, i think i am very much drawn to stories that eschew 'happily-ever-afters.'
like. i could get into this more but for now i will just say that i am very much skeptical of societal obsession with happy endings and futures. this idea that there's a light at the end of the tunnel, that the present moments in our lives only matter if we're using them to work towards an imaginary future where everything is somehow better and happier...i understand why those things bring comfort, and obviously i'm not like, immune to it. i think about the future as much as anyone else, i do things now because i hope they will make things better later, etc etc. BUT this overarching narrative of like...your life has meaning because one day you will find your happy ending just doesn't resonate with me. i don't believe in it. i need to find meaning in other ways and other places.
mcd pushes back against the happy ending narrative, in a lot of ways. obviously, many stories still end happily or hopefully because we as readers crave catharsis. but there is just something about following along with a character's death and following along with those left behind to grieve them that essentially holds a mirror up to our own mortality, to the fragility of our own hope for happily-ever-afters. like...yeah. we're human. we die. that's it. (maybe u believe in an afterlife--u do u! i don't tho). and life is beautiful and messy and painful because we get the moments we have, and that's it--they don't get banked for some imaginary future. we have the time we have, and...idk i'm probably just talking in circles but something about confronting that idea head on just makes life feel so much more beautiful and precious to me. fuck eternity, and fuck happily ever afters. why does it matter if there's a happy ending? the end is the end either way.
and i think aside from that i am also just very drawn to the stories of those characters who live past the mcd, who are left behind to mourn. as someone who had to spend a lot of time figuring out how to keep going after trauma, reading about characters who are learning to live with their grief just...idk. it's important to me. it's special to me. grief is a part of love just the same as happiness -- it's all love, and it's all human, and...idk, maybe i am just a little bit masochistic at the end of the day. but isn't there something beautiful about knowing we can feel so deeply, and survive it? like...that's what life is!!! that's what meaning is!!! i am gnashing my teeth
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i feel like a lot of the 'i hate kids' crowd would be more tolerant if they understood that due to a kid's limited experience of the world that 4 hour flight might just be the longest they've ever had to sit still for or that trapped finger might literally be the most pain they've ever felt in their short life or they might not have ever seen a person with pink hair ever so of course they want to touch it or nobody's told them yet that they can't run around the museum and they only just learned cheetahs are the fastest animals so of course they want to put that to the test. how were they supposed to know etc etc.
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Sometimes I wish we would start calling out the performative radicalism on this site for the poser bullshit it is. "Remember, it's always morally correct to kill a cop!" "Don't forget to firebomb your local government office!" "Wow, it sure would be a shame if these instructions on how to make a molotov cocktail got spread around!"
Okay. But you're not killing cops or firebombing government offices. You are posting on a dying microblogging website to a carefully-curated echo chamber that has radicalized itself into thinking that taking the absolute most extreme position on any subject is praxis but that anyone discussing the most practical way to effect actual change is your sworn enemy. You do not have the street cred OR the activist cred to be talking about killing cops, babe.
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It's kinda funny when you get a bunch of likes but no reblogs like I enjoyed your post but I'd prefer if no one else saw it
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It's honestly crazy that discussion around testosterone HRT skews so much towards the beginning stages of it (to the point that you have dozens of guys thinking their transition is "failed" if they don't pass by like a year in lol) and what the initial changes of the first couple of months to years look like, like the classic laundry list of those early basic changes like bottom growth, voice drop, etc, when IMO literally none of that compares remotely to the depth and intensity of the long term total masculinization you start to experience like 3-5+ years in.
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(2012 minecraft parody voice) I am mining... there are no blocks of sand.... you are digging down with me.... hand in unbreakable hand... and I hope we mine.... I hope we both mine.......
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