I'm tired... bear witness...
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if i look back, i am lost

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@cbx-3
I'm tired... bear witness...
I'm so glad I returned to them...
About NPD:
I've been through a profound change inside myself, all bc of the current situation (🍉), I got too involved... I no longer feel like the best and most powerful, or like the worst or the least deserving, I think I finally understood my and everyone else's humanity...
And because of that... I wonder if... maybe this wanting to feel so powerful comes from feeling so powerless before, from feeling that doing things "amazingly" is the only way to feel ok, and to feel worth something, so obviously "mistakes" are going to send me into a spiral of profound self hate...
Maybe all I needed, all we needed, was to feel powerless yet supported and safe... maybe. Just a thought, idk.
Maybe I am imperfect, maybe I'm not worth more or less than anyone, and maybe that's ok... cause the good people I surrounded myself with, that also wanted to help healed me and made me feel supported by so many... maybe that's all I needed. And to think that might be the lack and the cure feels a bit sad... cause you would think that we should, amidst all the pain, at least experience that, but in the systems that be, we don't even get to experience that, and that fucking sucks...
‘how do you expect people who have been abused by someone with NPD to refer to their abuse then?’
by calling it what it is: emotional abuse.
it’s not difficult.
slapping the word ‘narcissistic’ on the front of abuse is blindly assigning blame and associating the abusive behaviours with NPD, despite the fact that nowhere in the criteria does it state any abusive behaviours as a symptom.
i understand that people who are severely mentally unwell are more prone to abusing others, however to point the blame at a disorder (and therefore at everyone with the disorder) is ableist, irresponsible and grossly misinformed.
to put it into perspective as to how bad the stigma surrounding NPD is, i have been diagnosed with NPD and have been told i should be killed because of it, that i will inevitably abuse my partners i have had, i’ve had partners in the past be harassed by people saying that it’s ‘just a matter of time’ before i abuse them without any of these people ever even knowing me. i see endless amounts of things online calling all narcissists evil, as well as having my own experiences with abuse disregarded because they do not believe someone with NPD could be anything other than a perpetrator, despite the fact NPD is induced by trauma. the list goes on.
your choice of wording does matter and it does damage people with NPD.
npd culture is writing a post on your own blog to the audience of noone and hoping it would actually pop off.
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PALESTINIANS USING WHATSAPP KILLS THEM. DO NOT COMMUNICATE WITH THEM THROUGH WHATSAPP. USE THEIR WEAPONS AGAINST THEM. USE WHATSAPP TO WAKE UP OUR BRETHREN. THE REVOLUTION HAS STARTED. THEY CANNOT STOP IT NOW. 🔥
Is Tumblr also censoring anti-genocide views? Let's check! (I genuinely don't know, if you have info about it, it could save a life, my friend Rasha's life... (IG: @dontforgetrasha || #dontforgetrasha). Communicate with me in any way you can).
You can also help like this:
Context: I'm a nerd, I studied informatics at high school, however I don't remember most things and I never really got into deeper stuff like ai, deep learning and algorithms (I mean, for the casual way of interpreting that word, in social media).
Call to action: Please help me understand, as much as possible, to the best of your ability. Please help me understand like I was a kid, like I was so dumb, I may be. Please, explain anything you know about algorithms and social media... anything and everything help. Fill my brain with your knowledge, let your intelligence be used for the revolution. 🍉🔥
Like so fucking for real, how can their systems even catch that stuff... was it me mentioning Palestine? It was such a powerful message, a little comment for one person. Don't worry META. My efforts will not go to waste. I will print them out if necessary... I will get them out of Instagram, to Tumblr, WhatsApp, the streets. I will use your weapons against you, till the end of my life. The revolution has begun, no amount of censorship will ever be able to stop it now. The rapture is now, you better run, cause there's a moment when you have committed such awful sins they're no longer redeemable. 🖕🏼
Is Tumblr also censoring anti-genocide views? Let's check! (I genuinely don't know, if you have info about it, it could save a life, my friend Rasha's life... (IG: @dontforgetrasha || #dontforgetrasha). Communicate with me in any way you can).
You can also help like this:
Context: I'm a nerd, I studied informatics at high school, however I don't remember most things and I never really got into deeper stuff like ai, deep learning and algorithms (I mean, for the casual way of interpreting that word, in social media).
Call to action: Please help me understand, as much as possible, to the best of your ability. Please help me understand like I was a kid, like I was so dumb, I may be. Please, explain anything you know about algorithms and social media... anything and everything help. Fill my brain with your knowledge, let your intelligence be used for the revolution. 🍉🔥
Is Tumblr also censoring anti-genocide views? Let's check! (I genuinely don't know, if you have info about it, it could save a life, my friend Rasha's life... (IG: @dontforgetrasha || #dontforgetrasha). Communicate with me in any way you can).
I do tho, and yet I did...
i've seen quite a bit of confusion about this, so let me attempt to clear things up :
empathy is the ability to feel somebody's emotions as though they are affecting you personally. for example, somebody tells you "my dog died last night!" -> you now feel as though you've lost a pet personally -> you feel grief and sadness just like the other person. not everyone has empathy. it's a trait some people develop and others don't. some have high empathy, some have low empathy, some (like me) have none.
sympathy is the ability to understand and care about somebody else's struggles, even if you don't feel them yourself. so, somebody tells you their dog died -> you realize how this affects them emotionally -> you care about this person, and are upset that they are suffering. not everyone has sympathy either! it's a scale, just like empathy.
compassion is doing something to relieve another person's suffering or make them feel better. somebody tells you their dog died -> you don't want them to remain upset -> you come up with ways to help them feel better, like offering comfort and distractions, or other forms of support. compassion is a learned trait, not something you can be born with like empathy or sympathy. anyone can learn to be compassionate, although some may struggle more with it than others; it's a skill, just like anything else.
however, none of these are required to be a good person. that's a choice you make on your own accord. i hope this clears things up!
@cbx-3 YOU. YOU UNDERSTAND THIS. YOU UNDERSTAND THIS!!!!!!
Oh! Yay! 😊❤️
The days drag on and the winters are cold. My eyes, glazing over from the stillness of it all. I could have been anyone. I could have been anyone. I could have been anyone. And yet, this is who I am. The numbness of it all. No one notices my skin that tinges blue. I keep forgetting to breathe. I could have been anyone. There is no gentle way for me to say I wish I wasn’t me. That my skin is stuffed and sutured with false hope. So when you hear my gasps, do not let god fool you, the blood that stains the ground will forever dry cold.
— Hannah Green, ‘Unspoken Grief’
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