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She did terrible things for real reasons. The reasons didn't cancel the terrible. The terrible didn't cancel the reasons.
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Sculpture by Lotta Blokker
— Time passing isn’t an apology. (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
healing does not require pretending it never happened.
Childhood Trauma to give your Characters that's not an abusive parent:
growing up in poverty
losing a close loved one to a sickness over an extended amount of time
bullying in school
exposure to unsafe environments (warzones, drug scene, …)
parentification
going undiagnosed for a long time
growing up in politically unstable environments
emotional neglect
witnessing a natural disaster
betrayed by a trusted person of authority (parents, teacher, mentor, …)
being the glass child
social exclusion
loving parents who just did not have the time for them
(AI-less Whumptober, Day 29: Childhood Trauma)
Whumpee who doesn’t even realise they’ve passed out before waking up. They were awake, dizzy, too hot, and then dreams start to creep in, and they’re not even aware that what they’re experiencing isn’t reality anymore. Until they wake up to a gentle voice. “Hush now. You’re alright.” Their hands are curled around warm wrists. Their skin slowly registering the soft bedsheets that weren’t there last time. That gentle voice… Caretaker. Where … what happened….
"Why is it that every time I learn something about your past, it's always something terrible?"
"I'm sorry."
"No, YOU don't get to he sorry. THEY need to be sorry for what they did to you."
“Please- please please please-“ Whumpee was whimpering in their sleep, tears forming dark dots on their pillow case as they turned over.
Caretaker didn’t know what they were asking for, they’d give it, anything, but all whumpee would say was “please”.