#modern psychology

[durvakshh]

It's crazy how everyone conceals their tears. Weeping is not an sign of frailty, nor is the act of concealing it. How effortlessly do we simply wipe our tears away and wear a smile to make it easier for whoever walks into the room. One moment, it was hard to draw breath, and the next moment, we're conversing in the best possible tone we can, and most of the time, we succeed. We succeed in concealing our vulnerability not out of the fear of exposing it but due to the fact that we simply require some solitary time. I wonder whether all those moments of solitude are molding our levels of empathy towards others or towards ourselves, or perhaps both.

[exilley]

Psychologists debate about the dumbest fucking things... Which of the two affect a child’s development more: cultural factors or biological factors? Is our conscience a part of our bodies, or vice versa? Is an individual’s behavior best understood in the context of multiple smaller elements or must they be examined holistically?

Like. Are they hearing themselves right now. The human condition cannot be organized into neat little boxes of essential truths; trying to do so will result in a reductive, narrow-minded perspective of humanity. Things are not black and white. Discussion surrounding these issues is akin to running around in circles.

[as-rethinking-norms]

The Silent Suffering of Our Time: A Stark Look at Mental Health Stigma

In an age where the world openly battles with a plethora of crises, one particularly nefarious struggle simmers beneath the surface, eluding the widespread attention it so desperately requires. It’s the silent suffering endured by countless individuals grappling with severe mental illness, trauma, PTSD, and an array of psychological afflictions. It’s ironic, really. We inhabit a society that…

[livingwellnessblog]

Yoga-Based Counseling: Integrating Ancient Wisdom and Modern Psychology

Multiple studies advocate for the integration of yoga into psychotherapy. While yoga practices such as asanas, pranayama, and mind-body relaxation have already been incorporated into conventional counseling, there is a need for a structured application of

Yoga-Based Counseling: Integrating Ancient Wisdom and Modern Psychology Based on a research study: Conceptual framework for yoga-based counseling: A systematic review of literature Introduction: Yoga, renowned for its therapeutic benefits in physical, mental, and spiritual well-being, has gained recognition as a powerful tool for counseling. While the practical aspects of yoga such as asana,…

[jeyranmain]

(via Equanimity: Finding Strength, Serenity, and Contentment, where Neuropsychology Meets Ancient Wisdom Kindle Edition by John Elliott-White (Book Review #1462))

[ramsei501st]

in honor of laika coming back from the dead to release a new movie, a kubo of mine with some questionable summer fashion. im love he

inspired by @/kittarts' coraline art ;o;/

[stljedi]

Psychological Warfare

[yakobssonarthouse]

The Son of Man by René Magritte (1964)

This iconic painting immediately draws attention to two powerful symbols: the apple and the man’s formal attire. The apple, suspended in front of the figure’s face, evokes the story of Eden and ties into the Oedipal Complex. In the biblical narrative, Adam consumes the forbidden fruit handed to him by Eve, ushering in the knowledge of self, shame, and guilt. This is crucial in psychoanalytic terms, as it mirrors the child’s desire for the mother and the inevitable transgression of the father’s laws.

Before Adam’s consumption of the apple, he was innocent and unaware of his nakedness. In Magritte’s interpretation, the man is not only hiding his body but also masking his identity behind the apple.

In the painting, the man is fully dressed, his body covered by a suit, emphasizing the overcompensation for his earlier transgression. The suit itself becomes a form of defense, but it’s the apple that holds the deepest symbolism—hiding the face, the core of identity and expression, leaving a profound psychological tension.

Core Theme: Transgression and Guilt

This work is steeped in themes of transgression, particularly relating to the desire to break societal rules and rebel against authority (often the father figure) which leaves a lasting guilt. The apple symbolizes that guilt, as well as the individual’s desire to remain hidden. Magritte plays with this paradox—while the subject wishes to hide, we, the viewer, are irresistibly drawn to what is concealed.

The hat in the painting serves as a symbol of social status and conformity, suggesting that the figure still operates within societal structures while carrying the hidden burden of guilt beneath the surface.

The Personality of the Buyer

A person who is drawn to this painting may experience a deep sense of guilt or inner conflict. Their guilt may be rooted in personal transgressions, such as unresolved conflicts with authority figures or a sense of betrayal in relationships. They may also feel ambivalence toward wealth and power, having achieved success that leaves them morally conflicted.

Personality Type: Likely highly introspective and prone to self-blame. They may grapple with the tension between their public image and private struggles, overcompensating for their vulnerabilities with external success.

Relationships: This individual may have difficulty with trust and maintaining deep emotional connections. Fear of being exposed leads them to keep their true selves hidden, resulting in relationships that feel shallow or superficial.

Occupation: They are likely in a high-status profession, such as finance, business, or law—fields where appearances and control are paramount, yet they may feel disconnected from their inner emotions.

[kafkasapartment]

Silver Moon, 1927. Oscar Bluemner. Watercolor and pencil on paper mounted on board.

[musingsinmiddleearth]

Some thoughts I had while I contemplated the behavioural traits of Fëanor:

I am not fond in many ways of the pathologising of traits that modern psychiatry has pursued. There’s a lot in the psychology of Fëanor that is relatable to me (and surely to others). I have been sat down and explained to how seldom were the hands and minds of [Fëanor/myself] at rest was a source for concern to my educators. That to have been of this nature is to be in some way deficient, because that nature would not be accommodated, and so a correction or a conformation was required.

I think the language around the description of a person's nature needs to be more respectful, and I think the Silmarillion is an excellent job of it. I find it more humanising to say that the fires of [Fëanor’s] heart grew too hot and [he was] in the pursuit of all his purposes eager and steadfast. Certainly more humanising than “signs of fixation and poor impulse management indicative of ADHD” which you could consider to be the exact same meaning in a certain light.

It was just interesting to me that the language of the Silmarillion described traits like this as being simply and intrinsically a part of the person’s nature (as is the truth) and sought not to change them, acknowledging when these traits were both a service and a disservice, and making no claim that these traits were evidence of some growing pathology in societal context. The Silmarillion respects Fëanor as being Fëanor and it is a kind of neutrality that I think is woefully absent from our world today.

I may of course be reading too much into it, but it got me thinking.

[fenrichaita]

Sometimes I wonder if people understand that you cannot make people stop comparing mentally ill and neurodivergent people to like serial killers and horror movie monsters without abandoning most of how we conceptualize and categorize mental illness. It's not like an ableism that comes from outside of the DSM or ICD from laymen, it's entirely baked in. The entire mental health system is about categorizing mentally ill and ND people as threats, liabilities, and inconveniences, while blaming it on intrinsic brain illnesses based on the ideas of typically incredibly biased and bigoted psychologists from several decades ago which are not founded in evidence (and said ideas persist mostly unchanged with the reasonings merely altered or justified with a shrug). The fact that after every mass shooting there is more posturing of "mental health awareness" and increasing MH services, when most mass shootings are committed by radicalized cis (and usually white) men tells you that a lot of this is security theatre. The MH system really just makes it more unsafe to seek medical help but it helps "neurotypical" people feel better, and it is the comfort of "NTs" that is most prioritized by this system. And of course, anyone who commits acts of extreme violence like mass shootings will likely be labeled mentally ill first (rather than radicalized, exc.) because of the circular logic that no one can be a Threat without being mentally ill. Do you see The Problem?

[crimeronan]

pretty much everyone positions modern AU philip wittebane as a hyperconservative westboro baptist style cult leader for obvious reasons, which i think he 100% could be, like. that's not a stretch.

HOWEVER.

in my heart of hearts. if you REALLY want to preserve the Horror that is belos and How He Is in the canon....

....then. modern AU philip wittebane is a christian psychologist.

[divine-nonchalance]

Remember. by Slonaut, Belgium, 2024

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[theprodigypenguin]

Modern AU

Dragon: It's a bit of a drive, do you think you three can behave?

Luffy: Only if we can stop at McDonald's.

Dragon: Fine. Ace?

Ace: I don't care.

Dragon: Fine. Sabo?

Sabo: Can I have the AUX?

Dragon: I don't know what that is.

Sabo: No worries. I found this awesome song the other night, I'm gonna put it on repeat the whole drive!

Sabo: *puts on caramelldansen*

Dragon:

[eleanore-delphinium]

The Voices: Bullies

@jiafei-my-beloved & @djbunnie gave me the bullying idea. Thanks btw!

Then I just borrowed existing kids that are plaguing me. You might see this AU, been working on it for a while.

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Damian frowned as he stared at his two young children. His daughter had messy hair and his son had scratches. Both their uniforms were disheveled. 

“What happened?” He asked with arms crossed.

The sun had already set and so they stood in a dark hall in their big cold mansion. The children had even come home later than they should have. Which made his wife anxious.

“They called mother crazy.” His daughter carefully confessed.

Damian’s hand flinched and he pressed his lips.

“They pushed her, so I fought back.” His son added.

Damian inhaled sharply, “I will deal with this.”

He studied his six-year-old twins. They were rather mature for their ages, a result of the circumstance of their environment. 

“Your mother–”

“Damian?” Raven’s voice cut him off from finishing his sentence. 

He turned to look at his wife who wore a white long sleeved, floor length silk nightgown. The neckline was low but it was quite conservative. A clothing choice she wore in consideration of their children.

Her eyes flickered at the sight of her young children. 

She was shaking, “What happened?” 

Damian’s lips parted but his daughter cut him off, “We were having too much fun, mother.”

“I tripped.” The son added.

Damian looked at his children, his pensive expression hidden from his wife.

He sighed, “Why don’t you let your mother put some ointment on those wounds son?” He gently urged.

The son nodded and walked to his mother, reaching for her hand. 

Raven quietly accepted his hand and his excuse.

“Why don’t you two sleep with us tonight?” Damian smiled warmly.

Raven looked delighted with the suggestion. Her and her children nodded with smiles on their faces.

Damian approached his wife and cupped her face, “Why don’t you all settle down first while I make a call to their school?”

He patted his children’s head. 

“I will deal with this. You don’t have to worry about anything, beloved.” He kissed her temple. 

She pressed her lips and replied “Alright.”

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Raven settled the kids on the bed. She patted her son’s hair while his sister slept on his other side, eyes closed but facing Raven.

She watched them sleep peacefully.

“What really happened?” Her son stirred awake after hearing his mother whisper softly. 

He heard the inaudible whispers that came after, making him open his eyes.

A red figure with white hair almost pressed his lips against his mother’s ear as he told her something he couldn’t make out.

He felt his twin sister’s hand squeeze his hand that she was already holding. He knew his sister was awake and could hear them too. But she kept up with the appearance of being asleep.

They both knew their mother was not crazy. After all, they see them too.

Raven’s son pressed his lips, behind the red figure was another one by the wall, looking at him with a smile and an index finger pressed on it’s lips. 

They all look the same. But they knew there were a lot of them. And one of them was bigger than the rest. 

Their mother called him Trigon.

And he was the one by the wall.

He squeezed his sister’s hand back.  FIN.