#and since knowing a delusion isn't real doesn't do shit to stop you feeling like it's real

[thethingything]

our current dilema is that the pain from our wisdom tooth keeps getting so bad we have to take pain meds (like it keeps hitting an 8/10 for several hours at a time. we can't not take pain meds) but the only pain meds that touch it have a warning on them saying not to take them for more than 3 days in a row, and we have at least another month of dealing with this, so I don't really know what to do.

the warning is because they're opioids and can cause addiction but I don't actually know how bad the risk is because everything seems to treat it like opioids are the worst thing ever and should be avoided at all costs and you'll get addicted if you so much as glance at them.

either way, my options are to either keep taking them and just accept that risk, or deal with being in so much pain I can't function. even with taking the pain meds I can tell we're a lot more irritable and short tempered and probably just insufferable to be around honestly and I hate the fact that pain causes this, but once again we've got to deal with this for over a month and we've also got to deal with the anxiety over what the treatment for it is going to actually involve.

I've had to deal with medical trauma stuff I didn't even know about until like yesterday when Lucy suggested it might be part of why I feel so shit, and I've had multiple panic attacks per day and constantly feel way more anxious than usual and I get the feeling we're just gonnaa have to put up with this for the next month and I don't know how the fuck I'm meant to cope with any of this

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

So I will say it would might be hard but what about Harriet as the Rusted Knight stand in. Spending years dealing with guilt and horror of her willing to nuke a city just because she was told too. She could call the Lighting Trailer or something.

(Fun fact! When initially thinking about the major plot threads for the Sharc AU, I was actually going to have Harriet fall into the Ever After, find the time fruit and become the Juniper of the Sharc Universe. I have since decided against that, and feel safe sharing it.)

Blake: My Gods! It's the-

The Galvanic Squall: You kids have been getting up to a lot, huh?

Blake: Y- Yeah? Wait, how do you know we've been up to stuff?

Yang: Have you been watching us or-

The Galvanic Squall: That was one of the things I was meant to do, among all the other-

The Woman wrenches her face mask down while pulling off her goggles and hood.

Harriet Bree stood before them, her face wrinkled with old scars covering her face and ears, her hair pulled back into a mess of cable-like dreads, all streaked with dull gray and Electric Yellow.

Harriet: A Shit that Ironwood was ordering us to do- What the fuck happened!

Ruby: HARRIET?

Harriet: Yes! HELLO! I've been stuck here for-Fucking-ever!

Harriet: I mean, fuck I lost count after about the second month here, but I've been looking for- look, what was the last thing that happened to you?

RWBY: *Share worried looks*

Harriet: Okay, I get it, I'm in rough shape, just answer, alright!?

Weiss: uhm ... We only woke up here a day ago. before getting here, We evicted Atlas and Mantle to Vacuo using the Staff of Creation.

Harriet: Uh huh, Caused Atlas to sink, I'm aware.

Blake: Cinder Fall and one of her Cronies followed us into the In-between, and made us fall.

Harriet: Yep. I was Running Civies to the exit because Flame Girl and Polendina were fighting.

Yang: We all got knocked down here, obviously, and Salem got the Relic, but we know she doesn't have the maiden powers.

Harriet: Well. That doesn't sound great.

Ruby: Well, Neo, 'Cinder's Crony' fell with us. She hates my guts and ... It ... isn't good. Penny died. For real this time, no rebuilding, no recovering she's just ... gone.

Harriet: ... Oh. I- I uh.

Harriet: Wow. That's- I'm sorry. I know you two were close- she would never shut up- Er, Stop talking about you.

Ruby: We've all lost people. We can't sit around feeling sorry for ourselves. You Didn't.

_WBY: *look worriedly between each other and Ruby, who doesn't notice*

Harriet: Yeah, Well, I did my best to. Hell, I figured out how to dye my hair, gave me something to do while I waited.

Harriet: Also if you see a technicolor Cat, Don't Trust it. A couple kids Ran through years back and uh ... I couldn't find them. They just disappeared. If that Girl hadn't poisoned me I'd be certain they were just delusions.

Blake: A Girl? Was her name Alyx?

Harriet: *Squinting Suspiciously at Blake* ... How'd you know that?

Yang: It's a Book. The Girl that Fell Through the World. It's a classic!

Weiss: But there was only Alyx in the Story.

Harriet: The girl I met had a Brother. Lewis, and he was a lot more nervous and forward-thinking. And a hell of a lot more level headed. Lewis could stub his toe on a rock and he'd apologize to it. Alyx would stub her toe and make a guillotine for whatever tripped her up.

Blake: It sounds like we have a lot to talk about. Uh, do you have a place to stay or ...

Harriet: Yeah, I've got a cottage, let's move out.

Weiss: Well I'm glad you're not angry at us.

Harriet: Well, if it means anything ... I think you did the right thing standing up to the General. I know I made a mistake listening to him. *She beings walking*

Harriet: Come on, we might make it before sundown.

[incarnateirony]

First of all, even if, and that a big if, FBBC did close its doors, that doesn’t mean Jensen’s a failure. Crap happens and people are moving away from craft beers. It is what it is. Was it a great move to let people go right before the holidays, no, but whatever.

Lastly, quit being such a bully to people sending you asks. That’s not very crisis center like. Happy New Year!

Hey, needy bitch. Am I at work?

Am I getting paid to be your therapist at the moment, no?

Go to a paid therapist or pay me to tolerate your bullshit. I don't know if you noticed, you're not contacting a crisis center, you're harassing a blog on tumblr. I don't know how to explain to you that it isn't the same.

FBBC isn't closing it's doors, Jensen didn't have a failure, the place is not closing or reducing, it's not shrinking, it's not failing. The bullies here are the banshees that scream and root for failure and then start crybully bullshit like exactly this ask when you're pointed out to be a bunch of delusional goblins.

Nobody has to tolerate your horse shit, carol.

My off work rate is 60/hour. So if you want therapy, pay up, otherwise, you're literally a series of lunatics breaking into someone's house day in day out, banging on windows, screaming nonsense about jensen ackles and jared padadicki.

The ask is a nice backroll though. It doesn't escape me the substance is basically, "ok, ok, ok it's not closing we made it up we just have opinions about firing someone and catastrophized it for entertainment. But you're mean for not humoring our fictional delusions GEEZ HOW DARE YOU NOT TOLERATE ANONYMOUS IDIOTS LYING ABOUT THINGS, CALL THE POLICE, I'M UPSET"

Why does this fandom have such a goddamn rabid addictive issue of attacking anyone that knows they're full of shit. Holy shit. Literally all of this ask box warring for an anon to admit it's not closing and they just have an opinion about letting a worker go and when they just said that shit out loud and whined that they literally expect me to be their 24/7 therapist for all of their personal issues, unpaid, regardless of how they treat me, when even as a counselor I have the right to tell people that act just like you to end these behavior patterns or end the conversation. While I'm paid. So what do you think I owe you for this banal chimpanzee behavior when you're on my personal blog on my off day doing the same bullshit? Get real help. And try not to act like a feral jungle child when you talk to a therapist lest you get thrown out.

Hey, assholes. It truly is not going to work. You can type as many words in my inbox to feel like you win an internet fight, but after ongoing months of training about mental health, you are literally incapable of gaslighting me like this. It will not work. I'm explicitly trained on drawing boundaries with you people and identifying when you're experiencing delusional behaviors that are beyond my ability to assist and, if you are not suicidal, then you are not my issue. You have issues miles and miles and miles past my area of supporting you in mental health, so stop pretending I'm obligated to, or that you have any normal social or mental health behavior patterns in how you engage with me. And since you brought up crisis work to feel like I owe you something, it CLEARLY is eating at you rent-fucking free and enraging you that yes, that is my job and yes, odds are it's driving you even deeper into insanity to know I'm the one who passed psych tests and education on mhi here while you compulsively look for unwell and later self-admitted delusional or manipulated attack angles for attention and feeling right, while you know you're comedically wrong. it's genuinely a demand to deal with their toxic ongoing abuse while giving them infinite support for free while they expressly state they have no intention of changing behavior. That's the definition of, ok, bye.

This is my boundary. When you choose to cross it, you no longer get to whine about being Scared* (lol, scared of words without threats) or Uncomfortable* (Ok karen) or Belittled. Like, you literally keep choosing to drag yourself in here to pick fights over shit you later admit while you pretend you aren't admitting your entire reason to be here is attention seeking horse shit and yeah, I'm right, it's not closing, thanks for confirming. Did we need the circus between or are you ready to accept you need therapy?

You Feeling Bad after you read words like this is also not me being Man Bad. It's you going, am I the baddy? No, I can't. And then we cycle this horse shit, every time, and every time you guys get more and more wildin, demanding, and just jackshit insane, because every time you feel more clowned and worse, so man bad, and you refuse to break yourself out of this loop and get some goddamn psychiatric help for your obsessive compulsive, addictive and delusional behaviors.

My time in this fandom always felt like being stalked by the local psych ward, but them demanding i treat them in my anon box like a crisis center call, that's a new one. Is that them admitting they need help?