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I see sooo many posts showing support for those who have abusive or absent fathers so here’s one for those of you whom have mentally ill mothers who didn’t raise you right because they couldn’t.
This is for you, the ones with moms that suffer from bpd, ptsd, anxiety, depression, addiction, etc. The mothers that always go out, and the ones that never leave the house. I’m sorry she kept you sheltered growing up because she’s afraid of the world. I’m sorry for every name she ever called you out of anger and all the crying fits she made you feel responsible for. For all the times she scolded you for buying the wrong thing or not putting the dishes away correctly. I’m sorry you had to listen to her as she screamed at you at the top of her lungs as you begged her to leave you alone. I’m sorry you can’t open up to her. I’m sorry she can’t see what a blessing you are. I’m sorry she can’t be proud of you no matter how hard you’re trying, but I am. I’m proud of you.
You’re doing great, and you deserve to be happy and to be supported. It isn’t your fault that she is the way she is and you can’t fix her. Whether she refuses medication or abuses it, it’s not your fault. When you start to notice her illness rubbing off on you, it’s not your fault.
You’re more than good enough and it’s going to be okay. I promise.
How can you stand there and boast about being immune to love? Why does the genuine love of a woman scare you so much? You think that your way is a superior way to live? I know a lot of women that feel the way that I do. Oh, you men. You make us work so hard for your love, if you would just love us for ourselves… but you won’t.
I only got into Sandman last June. I wish I had read it sooner but no one really described it well to me so I went in almost completely unawares.
The main character in Sandman is Morpheus AKA Dream of The Endless. He is the living embodiment of dreams. His usual appearance (as his form changes depending on who is looking upon him) has peculiar, bone-white, skin and completely-black eyes with tiny star-like pupils that flare when he’s using his powers. He has wild black hair and he is extremely thin.
His minion are entities of Dreams and Nightmares. He seems to have a fondness for Halloween aesthetics from Jack-o-lanterns and Gothic castles to spooky old houses (like The House of Secrets and The House of Mystery), and ravens.
Morpheus AKA Dream of The Endless is of a family of beings known as… well… The Endless.
The Endless are a family of anthropomorphic personifications. That means they are living embodiments of certain concepts. For example Morpheus / Dream’s older sister is Death. She’s essentially the Grim Reaper.
The family consists of Destiny, Death, Dream, Destruction, Desire, Despair, and little Delirium (She used to be Delight but she went mad).
Most of Sandman is the story of Morpheus and what happens to him. The place to begin is Sandman: Preludes and Nocturnes.
In this story Morpheus gets summoned and captured by early twentieth century occultists who had been trying to capture Death but got him by mistake. He is kept locked in a windowless cellar in a crystalline cage for nearly a century.
When he finally escapes he gets his revenge on the son of his original captor and then seeks out his tools that were taken from him when he was captured. These tools include his pouch of dream sand (he is the Sandman after all), his helm (a battle helmet, though he rarely if ever goes into battle, made from a skull and spine of Old Gods and resembles a gas mask), and his rubly dreamstone amulet, which is a conduit for his power (like a wizard’s wand).
The first storyline is Morpheus reclaiming these lost artifacts. At one point this leads him to Hell, where he faces a demon who has gotten a hold of his helm. The demon challenges him to a game of wits, creativity, and imagination as opposed to physical combat.
Morpheus used to be something of an asshole but he undergoes considerable character growth through the course of the series and becomes more and more compassionate.
Often he finds himself simply trying to set right the wrongs of his own past. For example Sandman: Season of Mists starts with Morpheus reluctantly (he’s very afraid) going back to Hell to rescue a soul he wrongfully left there centuries before only to find that Lucifer is quitting (basis for the plot of the Fox / Netflix TV series).
Lucifer leaves Morpheus the key to Hell and and now Morpheus must figure out what to do with it while The Dreaming (his realm) is bombarded with deities and beings of folklore who all want the key to Hell for themselves since it’s “Prime psychic real estate.”
The Sandman is strange. It’s surreal and it’s beautiful. Each volume of Sandman is drawn in a different art style. There’s very little combat-style action or explosions though there is occasional horror and gore. It’s more like a work of pure literature than any traditional idea of a comic book.
The order Sandman should be read in is as follows:
1. The Sandman: Preludes and Nocturnes 2. The Sandman: The Doll’s House 3. The Sandman: Dream Country 4. The Sandman: Season of Mists 5. The Sandman: A Game of You 6. The Sandman: Fables and Reflections 7. The Sandman: Brief Lives 8. The Sandman: The Worlds’ End 9. The Sandman: The Kindly Ones 10. The Sandman: The Wake
The Sandman: Dream Hunters The Sandman: Endless Nights The Sandman: Overture (a very beautiful prequel)
The Sandman can also be read in the Omnibus form (three volumes) or in the “Absolute editions” (There are six in all). The Absolute editions are better than the omnibuses and physically easier to read (larger print) but they are more expensive.
There’s also Death (Deluxe edition), which technically can be read at any point, but two of the stories in it (Death: The High Cost of Living, and Death: The Time of your Life) have a few characters from The Sandman: A Game of You (and is definitely set after those events) so it probably should be read after that.
How most people with invisible illnesses are treated by health care “professionals”
The Golden Girls didn’t fuck around
pls watch
honestly i really appreciated this scene when I first saw it bc it took me like two years to get a diagnosis for what’s wrong with me
Dorothy: Dr. Budd?
Dr. Budd: Yes?
Dorothy: You probably don’t remember me, but you told me I wasn’t sick. Do you remember? You told me I was just getting old.
Dr. Budd: I’m sorry, I really don’t–
Dorothy: Remember. Maybe you’re getting old. That’s a little joke. Well, I tell you, Dr. Budd, I really am sick. I have chronic fatigue syndrome. That is a real illness. You can check with the Center for Disease Control.
Dr. Budd: Huh. Well, I’m sorry about that.
Dorothy: Well, I’m glad! At least I know I have something.
Dr. Budd: I’m sure. Well, nice seeing you.
Dorothy: Not so fast. There are some things I have to say. There are a lot of things that I have to say. Words can’t express what I have to say. [tearing up] What I went through, what you put me through—I can’t do this in a restaurant.
Dr. Budd: Good!
Dorothy: But I will!
Dr. Budd’s date: Louis, who is this person?
Dr. Budd: Look, Miss–
Dorothy: Sit. I sat for you long enough. Dr. Budd, I came to you sick—sick and scared—and you dismissed me. You didn’t have the answer, and instead of saying “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with you,” you made me feel crazy, like I had made it all up. You dismissed me! You made me feel like a child, a fool, a neurotic who was wasting your precious time. Is that your caring profession? Is that healing? No one deserves that kind of treatment, Dr. Budd, no one. I suspect had I been a man, I might have been taken a bit more seriously, and not told to go to a hairdresser.
Dr. Budd: Look, I am not going to sit here anymore–
Dr. Budd’s date: Shut up, Louis.
Dorothy: I don’t know where you doctors lose your humanity, but you lose it. You know, if all of you, at the beginning of your careers, could get very sick and very scared for a while, you’d probably learn more from that than anything else. You’d better start listening to your patients. They need to be heard. They need caring. They need compassion. They need attending to. You know, someday, Dr. Budd, you’re gonna be on the other side of the table, and as angry as I am, and as angry as I always will be, I still wish you a better doctor than you were to me.
In all seriousness, what pisses me off about this is that, 30+ years later, this still counts as a good experience wrt an me/cfs diagnosis. One unhelpful doctor and then a diagnosis is a piece of cake compared to what most people go through. 30 years have passed and things have hardly improved at all.
The other thing that bugs me is the fact that Dorothy’s life afterwards in no way represents that of a typical person with the condition, but idk, at least they tried. It’s still better than not having tried at all. I appreciate that this exists.
ryuk saves death note tbh. light yagami is such a stupid unlikable motherfucker that i dont think any of us would have stuck with the story if light didnt have this horrible frog faced tooth demon floating around behind him laughing and being like “dude holy shit this kid rules he’s so funny” every time light fucks up
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