#topic: abuse

[sunflowermp4]

"The push to keep Cyntoia a child is also troubling. Since the recent surge of interest in her case, graphic artists have created images of Brown with the pigtails she donned during her trial, when she was sixteen, accompanied by the text, "Free Cyntoia." Another image of her at a similar age has been appropriated into a meme, juxtaposed with the rapist Brock Turner's mugshot, using her incorrect age and unconfirmed case circumstances. Other memes have claimed a "pedophile sex trafficking ring" was responsible for the violence visited upon Cyntoia. Why are these images and memes being circulated? Is an adult, twenty-nine-year-old Black woman an unsympathetic victim? If so why? Acknowledging trauma and resilience are often ignored in favor of the driving desire by the media and public to support only a perfect victim. Perfect victims are submissive, not aggressive; they don't have histories of drug use or prior contact with the criminal legal system; and they are "innocent" and respectable.

The reality, however, is there are no perfect victims. Twenty-nine-year-old Cyntoia deserves to be free from prison and absolved of this "crime," no less than sixteen-year-young Cyntoia should have been."

Mariame Kaba and Brit Schulte, Not a Cardboard Cutout: Cyntoia Brown and the Framing of a Victim (2017)

from We Do This 'Til We Free Us

[northern-embrace]

These tags by @lemonsuckin are important, thank you so much! Well said!

one of the things I like most about Sansa is the fact that she Isn't the perfect victim. She can be selfish and jealous and isolated and scared and angry and yet none of that removes the fact that she's a pre-teen political hostage facing horrific abuse at the hands of people who could take her life at a whim. her povs carry such a strong paranoia of being watched and fear of doing Wrong and being punished that she boxes herself into the role of the little bird, pretty and demure and quiet, and while characters like Tyrion are fooled, we know what's going through Sansa's mind, her anger towards Joffrey (which she voices once! and gets hit for), her jealousy towards Margaery and her cousins for being allowed to be naïve while Sansa herself is being forced to grow up too soon, her isolation and discomfort at court and selfish (though not unfair) anger towards Arya and Ned (and Joffrey and Cersei) for Lady's death in Nymeria's place. Sansa's flaws makes her story of surviving said abuse much more real, because there are no truly 'perfect victims' irl, each and every one will have their flaws, and understanding that none of those flaws make the faced abuse justified is very important I feel

[northern-embrace]

The hate on Sansa is so infuriating. She’s a sheltered girl told all her life she was to marry a noble lord, in a society telling her she was to marry a noble lord. She doesn’t really get to choose and all her life, her example of romantic love are her parents and fictional stories.

Of course she doesn’t know any better. And even when she sees Joffrey’s cruelty, she’s shocked by Arya’s behavior, by Nymeria’s violence, and her beliefs of love and doing her duty aren’t going away because of what at the time, seemed like an isolated incident. Then all the adults around her, her parents, the Lannisters and the king are all saying yes yes you have to marry Joffrey.

and yet Sansa is seen as the evil girl deserving of physical and psychological abuse other people have done to her (and being isolated socially and turned political pariah): the Lannisters, grown ass men with swords and armor, an entire court that stayed silent or laughed at her.

[alchemistc]

I've chilled out a bit and slept on it and I'm no longer biting the bars of my enclosure to get at him but now that I've actually taken a step back I'm ...

Eddie is a bad friend. Has been for a while.

I'm thinking back, specifically to the finale last year, where Eddie asked Buck over under the assumption that Buck had some magical ability to trick/manipulate/convince Eddie's son, who was rightfully upset with him, to not leave for El Paso. To communicate to Chris what Eddie had done in a way that made Chris want to stay. To fully parse an issue even Buck didn't have the full scope of and lay out Eddie's feelings and thoughts to Eddie's teenage son.

Eddie never actually communicated any of that to Buck. Just a 'do what you do' like Buck had any fucking clue how to jump in and rescue Eddie from his own poor choices.

Going even further back - what if Eddie had died after that sniper shot - leaving Buck to find out he's probably gonna need a fucking hell of a lawyer to begin a custody battle with the Diaz's that he didn't even know was a possibility until after Eddie was fucking dead. And he'd do it, too, because he'd consider it Eddie's last wish. The only way he'd stop before he was broke was if Chris expressed a desire to live with his grandparents.

Eddie is Buck's best friend, but Buck is only Eddie's best friend when it's convenient for him.

At no point has Eddie been required to take accountability for the things he does. He never even acknowledged with Chris the thing that made Chris leave in the first place.

Leaving his newborn and wife behind to Be The Man knowing you're leaving her in the same toxic environment you just escaped from? Yeah, you get to be pissed and self-entitled when she leaves your ass. Illegal fight club where he almost killed a dude? Do a therapy about it and forget it ever happened. Lash out at a respected mentor and bring up his dead family? It's fine he's a forgiving guy with a shitton of his own Catholic guilt so actually he probably thinks he deserves it. Scare the shit out of your kid with a doppelganger of his dead mom? Fail to secure him through manipulation and then head down there and get lucky that your parents are treating him just like they treated you. Don't apologize for the actual issue, it doesn't matter because your kid loves you and misses you. Come at your closest friend with passive aggression and then take it out on him when he does it back? Lash out physically and emotionally and gaslight him into thinking he's the one being selfish right now? Throw your kid and aunt at him and, again, never apologize. (Some version of this has happened MORE THAN ONCE).

The thing is, he has had YEARS to confront these issues. And yet. He's still stuck spinning his fucking wheels every time his own actions have consequences, and he just waits until the scars heal over and everything is, to him, good enough again.

It's consistent characterization. The problem is this is a grown ass man with a child and he SHOULD be learning and growing and changing and he just... isn't.

And I'm tired of it, actually.

[ladyimaginarium]

[22194isbestboy]

I wish people could make darker stories for their ocs representing stuff like abuse, SA, grooming etc without getting told they’re fetishizing it. I’m not denying that people DO fetishize things like that, but someone writing a story about a girl who is groomed and how that fucks with her head or about someone who was SA’d as a child and how that changes them for life, that’s not automatically fetishizing. You all just assume the absolute worst of people for no reason.

[kelin-is-writing]

Not some peoples on here and TikTok going:

“You don’t like the ending because your favorite character died”

Hell yeah? Literally why wouldn’t I be pissed that my favorite character who could be saved died? Dabi has one of the most realistic backstories and best characterizations in Mha, actually not only in Mha but Anime/Manga in general and do you know how taboo of topics domestic violence, child abuse and raping are in Japan? Mind you, Japan is a country that has domestic violence normalized in their country as part of marriage and somehow education too. Y’all might think I’m joking but victims of domestic abuse in Japan are struggling very much to this day, but Japanese peoples rarely talks about it because Japan is a “Family Image” oriented society (Endeavor and the Himuras showed it enough me thinks) so they categorically refuse to let people know abuse happens, especially the abusers.

“Oh BuT aLL aBuSeRs DoN’t WaNt It To Be KnOwN”, I know but in Japan it’s normalized to just live through it and that (together with bullying) it’s one of the reasons the suicide rate in Japan is one of the highest globally, hope it helps to get a better grasp on everything I’m trying to say.

Horikoshi has depicted it perfectly, because you know… He lives there and even the final outcome (Rei becoming Enji’s caretaker after years of abuse) it’s very much Japanese style. Which is why the Todoroki family ending it’s wrong and disturbing. Wrong, and disturbing.

And as if one of Enji’s victims becoming his caretaker isn’t enough, one of his other victims had to die because of his actions.

“No BuT tOuYa WeNt OfF wItH hIs QuIrK oN hIs OwN”, and who was the main reason and cause he went off like that with his Quirk? Endeavor.

Yep. Thought so too.

I don’t get why some of you are bending backwards, doing backflips and cartwheels to defend Endeavor just because he’s an Hero like— I’m sorry but he is the depiction of a realistically fact that even if your job (YOUR JOB!) is to save other people, behind closed doors that same person who saves other people can still be a shitty person who’s a curse to his own family, because Endeavor is just Enji Todoroki’s façade.

And he’s a well-written character because the depiction of abuser Horikoshi did of him it’s accurate to reality. Enji is egotistical, narcissistic, greedy, self-centered and selfish, which are all the characteristics that made him physically unable to actually address any of what he did until Dabi’s reveal, despite knowing that he was dead wrong and that together with the fact that he waited almost a decade to apologize to his family, is the reason why I genuinely don’t give a flying fuck about his “redemption”. If sorrow was eating you alive why didn’t you apologize sooner, trash?

Touya never got the closure he deserved, actually none of the Leagues got it and you know why? Because the whole War arc was rushed, you can tell by the way Shigaraki was offed. From a writing standpoint it was laughable, seriously.

What’s even worse is that… Nothing has actually changed in the Hero society despite the fact that nine years have passed, because people like Touya, Shigaraki and Toga will never be actually saved because Heroes have failed miserably to save the prime examples of what’s to be saved.

And no, they weren’t saved because death isn’t salvation for people who want to live, be accepted and loved. You guys that think this way genuinely scare me and I want y’all far away from me.

Like— To sum what I’m trying to say: We can’t cry and hate Mha’s ending because of all this, but some of y’all can cry, kick sheets, throw up, crashout and hate the ending over fucking ships?

Wow…

[necroticcadaver]

I love talking about myself.

You ask me questions about myself? I could spend literal hours happily talking about me.

[crimeronan]

the last time i went to therapy they told me there was nothing wrong with me and that the clinic was for people with real problems.

this sounds like a joke about how i'm in denial about my mental illness but it's an actual legit thing that happened.

the reason it happened is not very fun or funny or punchline-like though. what happened was that i walked in and started the intake paperwork and one of the papers was a court document telling me to sign away my right to refuse ECT and force-fed antipsychotics. this document was included with no explanation in a stack of other more standard consent forms. i was at a low income medicaid clinic that serves a lot of homeless people who don't have legal counsel warning them what they're signing.

after several panicked texts to my partners, i overcame the fawn response just enough to ask the receptionist, "hey, is it okay if i look this over before i sign it?" and they replied, "oh, yeah, that one needs a legal witness anyway."

but it was included with no explanation in the consent forms. a document telling me to sign my name stating i'm incompetent and can be held down and subjected to 1950s horror torture if the doctor feels like i should be.

so i went into my appointment and i answered all the questions as brightly and neurotypically and sweetly as i could, and they told me i was incredibly self-aware and well-adjusted and that there was nothing they could do for me, and then i went home having been dishonest with my therapist.... but ALSO still having the right not to be Fucking Lobotomized For No Reason.

now don't get me wrong: i'm gonna guess the Vast Majority of therapist's offices do not do this. i'll even guess that this was flagrantly illegal, although i'm not super familiar with my state's specific patient rights protocols.

but it is Very Important to know that when you say "go to therapy, therapy is beneficial, and tell your therapist everything, because lying is counterproductive"

....some of the people you say that to. are going to walk into clinics like this.

so like.

please.

for my sake.

please understand.

Lying To Therapists... And Not Going To Therapy... Is Good, Sometimes ,

[son-of-avraham]

I've been doing a lot of reflection as of late, especially after this past class.

This past class was about the Torah and Tanakh in general, and the way the rabbi talked about the commandments (specifically the ten commandments) has made me really reflect on how I interpret them, specifically the fifth commandment, or honoring your mother and father.

This is a commandment I have wrestled with for a long time - in fact, it brought me away from g-d at multiple times. I was severely abused when I was incredibly young by my mother, and I used to feel insulted at the implication that I were to honor her while she got to live a better life. It was hypocritical, in my eyes.

But this rabbi surmised that this particular commandment was because parenthood is an act of creation, something that is like the g-d from which we come from. My realization is this: I don't think we're necessarily meant to take even these commandments literally.

I this particular commandment is more of a call to honor creation - creation is a gift, and like any gift, many people simply will not like it and will discard it. The person who abused me created me, but she did not honor creation. She didn't honor me, but I can still honor it.

I have started to honor creation much more. I'm too young, too unstable, not mature enough to be a father (though I fantasize about it), but I create all the time. I create relationships, I create with my hands through crochet. I create memories, I create my world. And I can honor who I am and where I came from that made me who I am. I've been learning one of the mother tongues of my family (Italian, since part of my family originates there) and it was judaism that inspired me to do this.

I don't think g-d wants me to honor my abuser. I think He wants me to remember the Holy action of creation. When I am a father, that act of creation will be Holy, and indeed, I am already joyful about the thought.

I have seen many people struggle with this particular commandment, but I think this perspective helps me personally. I don't think I ever have to forgive my abusers (plural), and I don't think I am commanded to simply because they happened to be family. I am commanded to recognize the holy, to elevate the mundane. In doing so, I will remember g-d. Through creation, I honor g-d and everything he has done for us, for me, and for our collective people.

[hearts4werka]

NNN day 3 | Skin Deep Scars

summary: you’ve been born into a rich controlling family, always having to stay on top and never cross the line. You tried to please your mother but never could be enough for your mother’s standards, your father was mostly at work and away at business trips so both of you hardly ever interacted with each other. That’s until you got into an argument about your new friend chris who was the polar opposite of you, what do you think will happen next?

warnings: ANGST, !parental abuse!, arguing (again ik), family issues, swearing, manipulation, controlling mother figure, !burning skin!, slight fighting, crying, !mentions of childhood trauma! And this contains sensitive topics for many (even me) so please I advice to read this with caution and knowingly what you’re consuming.

authors note: day 3 is behind us now, thank yall so much for all of the love on the past fics I seriously rlly appreciate it. Yall can drop some ideas for future days and fics outside of this in my inbox and I’ll be happy to write them, I don’t have my computer with me rn so I’ll make the gradient text when I’m at my computer again, hope y’all enjoy this one

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Escalated screams and yells fill the large space of the room, making my ears want to fall off as foul words continue to fall from my mother’s mouth. It’s not the first time my mother has yelled at me for the most stupidest bullshit ever known to mankind and this is one of them, somehow it never turned psychical between us which could be a shocker for some of the others considering how loud she is screaming and shouting that you would think she’d hit me by now or at least threaten to.

“You are bringing such shame to this family! It’s unacceptable!” She shouts, her face contoured with pure anger. I might as well see smoke coming out of her ears by now, rolling my eyes as I feel my own anger rise inside of me at how ridiculous she is being right now. “I bring shame? What about you sleeping around behind dad’s back, huh?” I argue back, not letting her bring me down and standing my ground. She gasps dramatically as if I insulted her whole bloodline, pressing her hand to her chest to make her seem more like a victim.

“Don’t you dare speak of that! This isn’t about my mistakes, it’s about yours!” She attempts to defend her name but fails miserably, thinking if she raises her voice higher than me she’ll have the high ground and take the upper hand in this argument. “You’re the one that’s hanging out with that street rat and even dare to invite him to this house!” My blood boils to high temperatures at her insult targeted towards Chris, well she isn’t very fond of him and his lifestyle or he of how she treats me from all of the stories I’ve previously told him.

Summarizing that thought, their hatred is mutual towards themselves. “Don’t bring him into this, he has nothing to do with this! It was one lower grade, mom!” I yell defensively, the level of my irritation rising with each second of just breathing in the tense air in the room. “That he caused by the influence he has on you! I just want the best for you, honey.” She tries to twist her tone into a softer one but I can feel the fakeness radiating off it the minute it comes past her lips, how pathetic.

“You aren’t convincing anyone with that fake tone, that’s for sure.” I state annoyingly as she attempts to move closer to me but when she sees me backing away she just gives up with trying to convince me into doing anything she wants with the same old method and decides on a newly invented one. “Fine, maybe I wont convince you at least but your father is pretty gullible and he’ll do anything I ask him to do. Even if i feed him a couple lies involving you and that little skank.”

I narrow my eyes at her, not believing her words at first until she shoots me a specific look which informs me she isn’t playing around, raising her eyebrow and slightly dipping her chin just always has her whole bitchy personality written all over her face in that moment. My face normally would drop in color but at this point I didn’t care, she brought Chris into this who has nothing to do with this and shouldn’t be assumed as the cause of my lower grade. It was one of the hardest exams this semester and even when I studied harder than ever and got the highest grade in my class, she still doesn’t appreciate my hard work.

My head decides its the perfect time to bring up the first time I got a lower grade, being only at the age as young as seven she was already pressuring me into being perfect and didn’t even allow me to have a normal childhood only filling me with more work and mental pressure I often was too tired to do anything the next morning after studying all night in hopes to attempt to please my mother but no matter what I did, she never fully appreciated it and always found something bad to point out.

Start of Flashback

I excitedly run into the living room with my test clutched in my head, my dress flowing in the slight breeze coming from the window. A proud smile spread on my face as I reach the living room where mommy resided in sitting on the couch, holding up my paper for her vision to see the teachers red mark saying ‘79/100’ in the corner of the paper. “Look mommy, my teacher said I got the highest grade in my class on the test!” I exclaim proudly, waiting for my applause but was met with silence. Tilting my head to the side to glance at my mommy confused on why she is quiet but she had only a disgusted and an unimpressed look shadowing her face.

She notices my confused expression and finally speaks, turning her head away from me and back at the tv “Honey, that’s not good enough for this family. Study harder next time.” She states without any sympathy in her voice as she goes back to her activity like nothing happened, my eyes slightly start to water. Why am I not good enough for mommy? Why isn’t mommy proud of me and saying nice words like my teacher was? My arms drop down to my sides with the paper still clutched in my small arms.

“What do you mean, mommy?” I ask curiously, my voice becoming slight wobbly as shaky breaths enter an exit past my lips. “My teacher said I did great and even gave me a lollipop!” I add, now my sadness being evident and that’s when mommy looked at me and sees me upset. “Oh baby, you know what I told you about eating too much sweets. And a 76 isn’t high enough for the reputation our family has.” She says in a reassuring voice, seeming as if she wanted the best for me and me being the gullible and innocent child, not realizing she’s manipulating me into doing whatever her heart desired and shaping me into a perfect little toy to play in her game.

“I just want the best for you honey and you know that, I would never do anything to hurt you, ever.” She calmly assured in a soft tone, she walks over to me and wipes my tear-stained cheek with her thumb and looks at me with fake sympathy mixed with fake remorse. “Now go to your room and study for the next test, mommy has to go attend to some things, okay?” I nod my head yes and ran off into my room, the paper flying out of my hand and landing in the floor. My body immediately jumping onto my bed and bury my face into the nearby pillow as I clutch my favorite stuffed animal to my chest…

End of Flashback

I remember crying the rest of the night and thought it was normal and everyone’s mother was pressuring them into being better than every other kid and always perfect to upkeep the family’s ‘perfect’ reputation. Now that I’ve grown up and caught onto my mother’s manipulative acts, letting me have the upper hand in some regards. “You’re pure goddamn evil, I can’t believe you’re trying to scare me with dad out of all people.” I huff, feeling my body become more tense by the second before adding. “Better than one of the guys you cheated on dad with.” After the words leave my mouth, she immediately darts towards me and gets impossibly closer to my face. Glaring at me as if she wanted to strangle the shit out of me.

“I said, don’t you dare bring that into this situation, young lady!” She warns, her voice completely shifting from fake sympathy to rage and evilness. One of her hands raises and she sticks out her finger, getting it in my face as if to try and scare me further but I only laugh in her face. “One more word out of your mouth and I make one call to your father, singing like a bird to him about all of the things you’ve said to your own mother.” She wipes imaginary tears off from under her eyes, pretending to be upset and hurt as if she’s the victim here. “You’re such an ungrateful brat, I’m surprised we haven’t kicked you out the house yet. You always disappoint us and bring total shame to the family.”

An evil laugh rumbles in her throat, I don’t see her as a loving mother I thought I had. No, I see her as the worst and most controlling mother ever known to mankind and I feel ashamed being in the proximity of her and letting her walk all over me like a doormat. She takes a few steps back and finally puts some distance between our bodies, I sharply inhale the tense air surrounding us as the following words fall from her mouth that I was just waiting for her to speak.

“I regret you were even born, more with every passing minute. Me and your father never wanted a girl, but a boy and at one point were debating to put you in an orphanage or give you away, another decision I regret making.”

Before my mother could say another word, I deliver a slap across her face and throw the words out of her mouth. She looks up at me, completely livid and fet up with this little cat fight between us. “That’s it, you’re getting punished hardly this time.” She angrily exclaims and roughly grasps my arm, dragging me into the kitchen by pure mad force. I try to escape her vice grip but it only makes it tighter, the feeling of pain and a bruise coming in spreads across my whole body as I see her walking towards the stove.

I start to get more desperate to escape, almost beginning to scream for her to stop and don’t do what I know she’s about to do. She did it before when I talked back to her ever and looks like today her strings popped too much, we get to the stove and she ticks it on, the flame blooming to life as she forces my arm above it. “Please, mom dont do this…” I weakly plead as the burning sensation starts to hit my skin, spreading across my whole arm. I cry out in pain and pleads for her to stop, quiet curses falling from my lips as she only glances at me sternly. Tears prick my eyes and burn down my cheeks, she continues to hold my arm over the flames and brings it closer.

My body starts squiring around, my pleads getting more and more desperate as more tears fall from my eyes. “Stop! Please, mom I’m begging you stop!” Shaky breaths fill the air and accompany the growing cries and pleads to my mother. “Stop moving around, you brat! Are you going to still be disobedient towards me now?” She asks mockingly as I think she’s going to burn my skin off, someone pushes her off me and I immediately fall to the ground in pure agony. The uncontrollable cries continuing to fall from my mouth, my eyes landing on the severe burn mark left behind on my arm, my eyes start to burn themselves from the amount of tears filling them at once

“What in the actual fuck is happening here?” I hear a familiar voice yell out as I don’t think about who it could be until they kneel down next to me and I realize it’s Chris, I forgot I invited him over today. I can’t believe he’s seeing me in this state right now, he glances at my arm and immediately grasps it gently into his hands. “Jesus Christ, we need to get you some serious help, cmon we gotta go to the hospital.” He calls out and helps me get up and stand on my feet, rushing me out of the house and looking around for something to quickly get me where I severely need to be right now. “You got a private driver here somewhere?” He questions and I nod negatively, there aren’t any available unless you ask for one beforehand.

‘Fuck, umm- okay then let’s just take.. your car!” He exclaims nervously, pointing towards one of the cars in the driveway. Quickly running over to it and rushing me inside of it, getting into the drivers seat and trying to start the car. When he finally gets a hang of the functioning of the car he quickly presses down on the gas and speeds out of the driveway and towards the hospital…

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[erinwantstowrite]

Would you mind elaborating on what you mean by having to edit Stephs relationship with the bats in the fic?

before i read more about her character i assumed she had a more sibling relationship to the Bats and her mentorship with Bruce was different/more parental. i even had one of them refer to her as a sister or vice versa? but i know better now and went back and changed it. though she does comment that dick is like a brother to her i see it more as being good friends with your friend's/ex's/new partner's sibling, if that makes sense. i made a post a while back to clear up the miscommunication with the change but it has been a while

[red-balloon12]

So there’s been a handful of people who has already talked about this but I don’t care. I wanna add to the pile.

I’m not gonna get too deep into this but when I was little I was physically and verbally abused. Over the years my relationship with my parents have gotten better but I was very close on cutting one if my parents out of my life.

So when I say that this is abuse apologia, this is abuse apologia.

Because you can argue that I had it worst than Chloe (this literal fictional character). But here I am saying point blank that Chloe is a victim of abuse by her parents and by Lila.

I always had a feeling that Thomas Astruc still believed in bs like this. And I feel vindicated now that I was right. You wanna talk about people not changing then look at the creator himself. Despite all of the evidence and the arguments against him he STILL believes Chloe isn’t an abuse victim. And to think there are still people who agree with him is our lord 2025.

I don’t give a shit whew you stand with Chloe. If you like her or hate her or dislike what she has become (like me). If you believe shit like this, you’re part of the problem. It’s people like Astruc that children/people like Chloe don’t speak up about their abuse. Because they don’t think it’s called enough.

You wanna know why I kept arguing and defending the sentiment that Chloe “deserves” a redemption arc?

This is why.

A real redemption arc would have given Chloe a real support group. It would have told her that her abuse experiences are valid. It would have given Chloe the chance to look her parents in the eye and say: “You hurt me.”

And by this logic, Adrien would have done the same to Gabriel. But neither were given that chance. Things were stacked against the both of them since the start apparently.

[amazingdeadfish]

i got curious

In your animatic "The Killing Kind",what exactly were they argue in this frame?

It's a scene from Chapter 19 in Winter Mornings, Summer nights (Blue and Violet) but here's the general jist of it (fore-warning, I rambled quite a bit):

Macaque wants Blue to admit that Lady Bone Demon isn't perfect, that she is flawed in her logic. He doesn't care if Blue still loves Lady Bone Demon, he knows that's something he can't change. All he cared about is wanting Blue to stop being so narrow minded and blindly following Lady Bone Demon's logic (when even they themselves are contradicting it day by day). He is so sick and tired of listening and watching Blue live out their existence, watching them change ever so slowly and yet their brain can't even identify what's happening to them because they're stuck in the past. Macaque, desperately, just wants Blue to wake up.

As it stood then, during and prior to that argument, Blue believed that their Lady's destiny was absolute, and yet they believe that everyone is entitled to their own opinions. A contradictory statement. Macaque wants Blue to not only admit that they are a hypocrite, but why.

On Lán's side of things, they refused to believe that the Lady Bone Demon is imperfect. They don't want to believe Macaque's words (which they know he only says in order to "win" the argument) any more than they didn't want to believe their Lady's words. For centuries, they had believed Lady Bone Demon knows all. She is the supreme judge. Her opinion is final and can never be argued against. And they owe her everything.

So how could they let a traitor tell them otherwise? It's ridiculous. Centuries of beliefs can't go away just because they know deep down how manipulative she is- they love her unconditionally. Centuries of admiration and genuine good memories with her can't make them think any differently of her. In truth, Lán can't just forgo the very basis of their beliefs- thinking of Lady Bone Demon as the highest supreme being who knows all and knows right is one of the last things they know is the purpose of their existence because time and time again their Lady had praised them for simply existing and complying to her directive and orders to the best of their ability- regardless of how they aren't perfect because the one thing they are good at and always have been good at is listening to her.

I think at its very core, the argument is more or less about how there's a difference between loving someone, and devoting yourself to someone blindly.

[wilygryphon]

So saw another one from Astruc today and ooh my someone please tell this this man what abuse is like I don't think Chloe being abused justifies her abuse of others but the fact that this man actually believes only good people can be victims is crazy and he actually defends it twice.

And also the second person annoys me like the person actually thinks Andre is a victim of Chloe and Audrey not being in Chloe's life doesn't make her abusive mind you the show portrayed Audrey as abusive to Andre despite the fact that she wasn't in for most of his life too and did the same for Colt and Felix despite the fact that Colt died, I can't with this man and his defenders fam.

Oh so much. There are other people who can say it better than me, but there is more than one form or situation of abuse, and saying that acknowledging one form of abuse minimizes or insults the experiences of other abused kids actually insults the experiences of abused kids.

And the cycle of violence is a thing. Victims of abuse can become perpetrators, and that's all the more tragic. Chloé lashes out due to the pain she has and by expressing the only thing she ever learned from both of her parents. Also, "Her mother didn't participate in her life"? Except for when Frightningale and Style Queen showed that she is involved enough that they are still in some form of contact, and does come around sometimes for fashion shows where she verbally demeans her incessantly and makes clear (as it is indicated that she made clear throughout Chloé's life) that she is not worth her time if she doesn't fit her standards. The woman insulted her on live television, twice!

You know, some of us actually watched the show, Thomas.