the mental health clinic i'm going to tomorrow to manage my psych meds has pretty much exclusively dogshit reviews, which is to be expected because it's a medicaid clinic. even in portland you can expect that the american healthcare system is actively trying to kill poor people, nobody hates a poor person like a mental health professional. HOWEVER since i don't actually want to develop a rapport with a therapist or say anything true in my sessions or do anything except get my prescriptions and get out, here are the BEST THINGS i've learned:
providers are so overworked they will never remember your name or your patient history
you will have a different therapist every time
you will be in a different room every time bc no one has an office
the clinic will refuse to schedule you for therapy more than once a month if you "seem functional"
former employees attest that every therapist quits within 4 months because it's such an unrelenting hellscape
former employees attest that all the policies are made by a clinic owner with no background in trauma-informed care who fucking hates high-maintenance patients and wants to get you out the door as fast as possible
former employees and clients alike attest that the only thing anybody here cares about is avoiding on-paper malpractice suits instead of providing patient care
THE ONE SAD THING I'VE LEARNED:
the main psychiatrist is catholic. and hates medication.
THE GOOD NEWS:
i am a heterosexual cisgender white woman with good heterosexual cisgender friends who loves to work hard for money and wants to settle down someday with a husband and have babies and knows SO MUCH about jesus because i love jesus and He's going to heal me :)
THE BAD NEWS:
i am protestant.
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hand on my stupid heart flashbacks
this is a No One Knows AU & Full Hazmat AU where Danny ended up in the Ghost Zone & didn't go back into the human world initially because he thought he was dead. by the time he realized he is, in fact, at least half alive, he'd already been missing for at least 2 weeks.
will probs never finish homsh sorry. i wrote this a couple years ago in a haze & just haven't been able to finish it because i can't replicate the style, which i find is what i love about this fic the most. it wouldn't be the same without it.
posting the flashback introsーwhich are meant to be read between chapters/the actual plot, starting after chapter 1ーcuz fuck it. excuse typos & shit, i never properly edited it, as i forgot it existed immediately after i wrote it
original description of homsh: Danny Fenton has officially been missing for over a year. Maddie & Jack Fenton refuse to give up on their son. Sick and tired of the police running them in circles, and the case getting colder by the day, the Fentons turn to their last resortーPhantom.
800~ words (full unfinished fic is 20k~)
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When Danny woke up surrounded by thick, green fog, and couldn’t breathe without swallowing heavy air that was more like water than anything, he was sure he was dead. The portal glowed behind him, illuminating the pitch darkness around him in soft, yellow, warm light.
He almost went back.
Almost.
He was dead. His parents were ghost hunters. They had drilled into his head from the moment he was born that he could never, ever panic in death. That he would accept it. That he would not be scared. So he would be prepared to be brave in the face of death and would not become a ghost.
He panicked. He did not accept it. He was terrified. And so he woke up in the Ghost Zone.
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Danny went back through the portal when he saw some ectopuses acting… strange. Like they had an idea in their heads. Like they had a plan.
Which was weird, with animal ghosts. He had only been in the Ghost Zoneーmom and dad called it that, he rememberedーfor a couple weeks. Or, he had already been there for two weeks. Or maybe time worked differently and he was there five minutes, or four years orー
The ectopuses went through the portal and, despite everything, Danny went after them.
While he was busy reeling at being home, the ectopuses immediately attacked dad. Danny was horrified. Jack was overwhelmed. Danny stepped in, in a moment fueled by sheer adrenaline and stupidity, snatching a Fenton Thermos™ off a shelf and releasing his shaky invisibility. The ectopuses didn’t stand a chance. And when they were safely in the Thermos, he slowly turned around to dad, ready for the confrontation. Ready for the “what happened to you?” and the “where have you been?” and the “we’ve missed you”.
Dad scrambled to shoot at him.
Danny fled.
His parents didn’t recognize him.
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The Lunch Lady attacked when Danny was mourning Halloween.
He’d waited all year. He made a costume that summer. He wouldn’t get to go trick or treating with Sam and Tucker this year. Or any year. For the rest of his lifeーor existence. Whatever.
The Lunch Lady appeared in the school and demanded in straight fury, “Who changed the menu?”
Everyone pointed at Sam.
Danny hadn’t known just how powerful ghosts could be. His parents never told him the specifics. Just that they were dangerous.
This ghost grew and her aura hit him like a hurricane, almost physically pushing him back. It was so strong that the students in the Casper High cafeteria seemed to feel it too.
The Lunch Lady was a much harder opponent than the ectopuses. She levitated meat. She used it as a weapon, and seemed to bring it back to life. She created weird meat creatures that grew sharp teeth and claws out of bones. They were mindless, attacking everything that got too close to the ghost. Danny would have run away without hesitation, if Sam hadn’t been in the crossfire.
Danny fought the Lunch Lady. It was a long struggle, but he caught her in the thermos after over an hour. When he turned to Sam and Tuckerーboth of whom he had to save due to Tucker trying to jump into the fightーall three of them bloody and bruised, he cringed. But a part of him hoped. Desperately.
Surely they would know him on sight.
“Wh-what are you?” Sam gasped at him finally.
Danny flinched as if she had struck him. “J-just… your friendly neighbourhood phantom.”
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Danny didn’t know what possessed him. Oh. Pun not intended.
He just barely caught the Fentons leaving in the GAV, dragging suitcases behind them. He couldn’t help himself. What on Earth were they doing?
They were going to Vlad Master’s mansion for their college reunion.
It was a whole thing. But something was off. Besides all the adults reminiscing about the 80’s.
Danny sensed ghosts immediately but he couldn’t see anything. Unfortunately for him, Vlad could also sense him. It was two days of Danny staying invisible, and Vladーthe halfa? Is that what Danny is?ーtrying to kill Jack. Somehow, Danny managed to fight off Vlad, not turn back, and without the Fentons getting hurt. His secret intact.
VladーPlasmius, also learned about Phantom. And Vlad hated him. The manーghostーwhatever, seemed to only care about one thingーpossession. Of money. Of things. Of people. He was more ghost than Danny had ever seen. Vlad’s obsession was overwhelming.
Danny couldn’t believe someone so much like himself could be so disturbing.
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Hhhhh brainrotting over Ianfinite <- man who should not be this obsessed over the psyche of someone's Sonic oc
Anyways, I think it's a common misconception that Infinite simps for Ian Jr, but Ian Jr would never reciprocate feelings
What if the feelings are mutual but each of them thinks the other does not feel the same
Like Infinite thinks Ian Jr is cool, and that he can see right through his attempts to be cool and edgy (even if he also simultaneously thinks he is how he tries to be). He wants to please Ian Jr so he can win him over, or at the very least so Ian Jr will keep him around. Pathetic Jackal trying to impress his crush and make his crush see him as super cool and great, but also afraid that his crush can see through him and will notice every slip up or mistake. Doesn't think Ian jr feels the same but wants to make it happen by just being so appealing
And what's funny is that Ian Jr *does* see right through him. He can see that Infinite is pathetic and cringe. He *does* notice when Infinite slips up and fails. Except that's what Ian Jr likes about him. Does this make sense? Someone would be like "Infinite is cringe!" and Ian Jr would counter with "I know! It's what makes him appealing!" Or at the very least he knows and doesn't care. But even though that Ian Jr can see Infinite's attempts to look cool in front of him and what would be Infinite's attempts to woo him, it does not occur to Ian Jr that Infinite likes him romantically.
Ian Jr looked for Infinite after he "went missing" (I have not played forces. I heard Infinite got trapped in the phantom ruby or something? Idk I'm thinking from a specific comic I'm pretty sure Ian made), but Infinite doesn't know this. Infinite isn't just acting the way he does because he wants to prove himself better than Shadow, but also because he frankly wants to make Ian Jr swoon (and be considered cool by the mobian he thinks is just so incredibly cool), and Ian Jr doesn't know this.
This could be solved if they just talked about it, but they won't!😂
Because Infinite is dedicated to his plan of winning over Ian Jr without having to reveal himself (basically getting Ian Jr to confess and choose him)
And Ian Jr believes Infinite doesn't feel that way and is just glad Infinite is around and alive at least, so he doesn’t see any reason to talk about anything
Idiots idiots someone should force them to kiss
It wouldn't fix this, but it would be funny
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