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someone: you can’t use fictional characters as a coping mechanism
me: allow me to demostrate
For whoever needs to hear this!
Shoutout to autistic folk /(littles /cgs /pets) who
Have selective /situational mutism
Struggle with group works
Eat oddly (ie with a bowl and a spoon no matter the food)
Who stim a lot in public
Who are afraid /unused to stimming in public
Who struggle with sensory input and can't do daily tasks
Who feel like they'll never be loved for who they are
Don't give up it's alright you are not weird you are you and that's enough
Judge me if you must, but I think this is a cute head canon.
Morticia(Mortarion) is super grunge, sure, but i can totally see her after an isolating and stressful day leading a gruesome atrition campaign, settling down with her colouring book, plushy and playing old holotapes of some mindless imperial propaganda cartoon(think old loony toons)
This may not be a popular way to unwind, but it's her's.
*Me taking care of myself and actually listening to my body's basic needs* Wow I actually feel great"
My mental illnesses and unhealthy habits:
Ah yes, my favorite coping mechanism, idrees
Did this in english class
This is me, right now
You can't hurt people that already hurt (a lot). Just say what did you guys have in your mind already, You telepathic eyes-reading husbands.
healthy coping looks different for everyone right, but i really wish it was easier to figure out what was right for me without all this trial and error stuff 😭
I hope you be happy with her even if I dont mean it. I want to see you cry and suffer as much as I do. That its what I meant to say. I'm sorry...
Our ends were dead anyways so you know. Maybe coping with the fact that every time we love someone it ends horribly by chopping off the hair we said we'd grow out wasn't a good idea, but hey, I look pretty still
whole life convincing yourself that you’re emotionless, cold and unbothered only to realise many years later that you created that version of yourself because in reality you couldn’t bare the thought of being vulnerable in any way
and when you finally realise that it’s not something to be proud of you also realise that it’s too late to re-learn everything
you feel great shame because you finally see that you weren’t actually strong - all of it was a weakness. the thing you hated the most. you couldn’t embrace it
and worst of all - you realise that you’ve become exactly like the person who hurt you in the beginning