me: so i've gotta do a thing about a book coming out and it's fine but also i asked the author for an advance reader copy of the book since im quoted in it
my therapist: wait you're in a book? why?
me: oh you know, the whole The Dress thing
therapist: ...cates. im sorry, i have to derail this session. you were responsible for The Dress? like, that was you?? your post is the one that went viral???
me: yes? wait. WAIT. have i never mentioned this in the 2.5 years i've been seeing you??
therapist: CATES, NO YOU HAVE NOT. WHAT?? i've got a lot of questions and sorry but this is what we have to talk about right now because while i'm curious it'll also provide, like, SO MUCH context for how you feel about your career and identity of being a Person who Works on the Internet.
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lil maruki sketch b4 i go to sleep :3 i love this man
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ok sorry the OTHER thing about lucienne is like. as previously stated she is dream's handpicked emissary from the waking world to the dreaming she's the diplomat in chief she's the translator she's the bridge. because the dreaming is, in a very real way, dream's own psyche, this is tantamount to giving lucienne a tremendous degree of access to his interiority and by transitive property also tantamount to entering into a deeply emotionally intimate relationship with her (unimportant for the purposes of this post whether that relationship is platonic or romantic).
now, in general, looking at the pattern of dream's close emotional relationships—dream doesn't share himself with people as a rule (beyond the access that all things that live have to the dreaming; but i'm talking about his self here, the one he doesn't like to acknowledge he even has), but when he does share with people, it's with people who have some shadow on the soul, so to speak. just looking at attested relationships in show canon, his deepest emotional connection seems to be with death, who embodies the duality of light and dark even better than he does himself. calliope is the muse of epic poetry—heroism and tragedy—and also bears the sort of divine pride that led her to cut dream off for hundreds or thousands of years when he wronged her. the less said about that other guy, the better, but he's no sunshine-rainbows-unicorns type—he's a soldier of fortune, a bandit and a killer, a man who profits from the sale of human life. even best bird matthew, in comix canon, had a sordid past that will maybe be partially retconned for the show but has still been gestured at.
dream likes the complicated ones. he's drawn to them. they speak to something in him that he won't acknowledge in himself (he has to be Whole, fully integrated, without reservation, because he is the king and he is the dreaming and if the dreaming ain't whole then the universe is in trouble—but he feels that ache nonetheless).
all that is to say: when people try to portray lucienne as dream's Designated Well-Adjusted Neurotypical Friend, i begin to harm and maim.
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i'm so happy for more kate in the coming season because i think there's so many compelling elements to her character that deserve more screen time (she's been holding onto UNIT by the skin of her teeth and you know she's not been getting any sleep since maybe 2010 at absolute best)
but i also know that she's about to be so horribly traumatized because she has the worst day ever(tm) whenever the doctor shows up and now they won't leave her the fuck alone
like yeah UNIT fell apart for a little while and that must have been devastating. that was her life's work and she lost it so damn easily but also she probably wasn't getting blowed up or shot at quite so much while she'd gone dark
(also why would she put the fucking name of the organization on a giant skyscraper, kate babe you're smarter than painting a whole ass target on your headquarters)
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have you tried dbt? it's doing wonders for me re: self soothing, distress tolerance, emotional regulation
like dialectal behavior therapy? I'm literally too overwhelmed about the concept of booking a hair cut and I have horrible insurance so therapy ... I tend to avoid the thought of trying to find a therapist but like it would be nice I just need like... someone to give me a therapist that costs me like $10 and I'll go
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today i told my therapist that i’ve been sitting in the sun lately, reading, tanning, etc and she was like “oh don’t do that. pale is okay. just use tanning lotion.”
you don’t want me to go outside??? isn’t that like the first thing you’re supposed to recommend to me???
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TW/CW: Suicide (Dazai typical but Chuuya does not handle it well and chews him out. DDDNE)
~premise: dazai's most recent suicide attempt brought him closer than he had been in a while, chuuya goes to confront him. Set in their port mafia days.~
Chuuya was tired. Tired holding his partner’s cold body, only to have it warm and grinning back at him a few hours later. Tired of being trapped in waiting rooms, alone for hours on end waiting for him to wake up. Dazai’s heart had stopped for over two minutes this time.
A phone landed in Dazai’s lap.
“Delete me as your emergency contact you ass, I’m tired of being called every time you fail to finish the job.”
Dazais’ teeth shone as his face split into a grin. He opened his mouth to respond—already back on his usual bullshit—Chuuya snapped.
“God, your so fucking useless. You’ve never failed a mission, yet you can’t kill yourself right? Huh? Why can’t you follow though Dazai, I thought you were able to do anything —Mori’s perfect machine and all— or are you just too much of a coward to finish the job?
Chuuya might have seen Dazai’s smile falter if he was paying attention.
“Ha,” he spat bitterly, “You can’t die properly but everybody around you certainly gets the inverse of your good luck, wouldn’t you say? With the amount of bodies you leave in your wake knowing you is practically a death sentence.
“Do you even care? No, of course you don’t, why would you! The only thing you might feel is jealous, but that’s of course assuming there is something inside you human enough to feel at all. And I’m not that generous or naive.”
By now Chuuya was leaning over him, knuckles white under his gloves gripping the sides of the hospital bed.
“I’m surprised that brain of yours hasn’t figured it out by now, it’s fine. I’ll let you in on the little secret.
“Nothing in life is going to make you happy Dazai, nothing is going to make you better, nothing is going to be worth it. There’s no fixing you.”
Dazai wasn’t meeting his gaze. It didn’t matter. “Do us all a favor and don’t fail next time,” he hissed.
Dazai was silent. He didn’t have the energy to flinch at the sound of the door slamming, but it never came. Muddily he reached over to his phone and hit contacts.
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