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Ok so like how DOES one handle "NPD crashes"? I'm not talking fic-specific, I mean like generally. Like I don't get how you're supposed to just put up with somebody practically abusing you under the excuse of a crash and then move on like nothing happened. (Please don't hate me I'm not trying to be argumentative I'm just SO confused. 😭)
Alrighty, so, a few things to unpack, here... First of all, an NPD crash is not an "excuse to be abusive". It's a legitimate kind of mental health crisis that's extremely difficult to navigate, and as such, can oftentimes get expressed in explosive or harmful ways, also known as "splitting". It sounds to me like you might be talking more about splitting, but that often comes at the result of crashing, so I'll kinda be covering both, here. (For a better understanding of NPD splitting, please read this post. "Crashing" basically means lacking in positive supply for the ego, leading to intense self-loathing. This doesn't always result in splitting, but is still very bad for you and can make you want to hurt yourself or worse. Using the fic solely as an example here to help explain, King Candy blowing up on Felix in chapter 11 was an example of splitting, whereas his general suicidal thoughts and self-harming in the later chapters is due to crashing. They can go hand-in-hand, but aren't exactly the same.) That doesn't mean it's okay for somebody to hurt you while going through a crash or a split, but what needs to be understood here is that it's still a form of legitimate crisis, and is not a reflection of who the person is as a whole. For people who don't understand how excruciatingly difficult it is to live with a condition that makes it borderline impossible to regulate one's emotions, I know it can seem like it's just an "excuse to be an asshole", but that is a very incorrect interpretation of what crashing/splitting is like. (Keep in mind, there ARE some people who will put the entire blame for bad behaviour on a disorder, trying to use it as an excuse, which ALSO isn't okay, but that's not what I'm talking about, here. I'm talking about people who are legitimately trying to maintain healthy relationships but struggle doing so due to the splitting/crashing, not the people who refuse to put any effort in or change their behaviour if it's hurting somebody. <-And keep in mind that this can apply to ANYBODY, not just people with NPD (being hurtful and refusing to put effort in and stuff)) So the thing about splitting is, it's basically emotional dysregulation cranked up to the EXTREME. While somebody is splitting, that is not a good time to confront somebody about things that are bothering you, because in the moment, it's most likely to be interpreted in extremely negative ways, even if you don't mean it like that. Communicating that somebody did something hurtful to you while they were splitting is completely fine and should be done in order to build up better boundaries, but doing it while the split is actively happening will not be effective. (Generally speaking.) That doesn't mean it's "brushing that behaviour under the rug" or "giving them an excuse to be hurtful", it just means saving the conversation for when both of you are in a better headspace to talk things through. You don't have to sit there and take it if somebody is going off on you, you instead both have to figure out what the best course of action is to deal with splitting when it happens (will elaborate on this more in a second)
One thing that is EXTREMELY important to remember is that there's no one "correct" answer for how to handle it. I wish I had some kind of universal problem-solver to give you that can simply be applied to all scenarios of a crash, but that does not exist. The way people work through it is different, and not everybody is going to have the same reactions or methods of working through a crash. It's also not as simple as "just get therapy lol", because the entire medical/psychological field is still filled TO THE BRIM with stigmatization against Cluster B disorders, and some medical professionals will even straight-up refuse to diagnose it. Some will refuse to even acknowledge what a person is saying if they have it, and just assume they're lying for some reason or another. "Just get therapy" is not a good answer when you live with something as demonized, intense and all-consuming as NPD, because you have to fight tooth and nail just to find somebody who will actually help you. We've barely gotten to a point in time where BPD is getting more recognition and proper treatment in these fields (and even then, it's still a REALLY rough road), but NPD and ASPD are still far, far behind in being properly acknowledged/worked with. Lots of people give up on finding help just due to how horribly they get treated in their search, and it's kinda hard to blame them when things seem that hopeless.
Anyway, got a teensy bit off-topic, back to crashing and splitting lmao - For a personal example, when my friend is going through NPD splitting (which doesn't happen that much anymore, but still), what they need is a clear reinforcement of boundaries, but also reassurance that they're still loved. It might not help as directly in the moment, but it helps keep them grounded and stop from spiralling further into a crash under the false belief of like, "They hate me, they're never going to forgive me, I'm such a worthless friend" while I'm giving them space to calm down. Saying something like, "Hey, I'm saying this as your friend, and I love you very much, but I can't handle the way you're talking to me right now. I know this isn't how we usually are, I still love you, and I'll be here when you're feeling more ready to talk, but right now clearly isn't a good time for that, so I'm going to step away for a bit, okay?" can be extremely helpful in making sure boundaries are upheld, but also making sure that they know your relationship is still safe, and that you can be approached when things have calmed down. From what I've seen, this tends to be the safest and more common approach for people to take with this stuff. There's often a major fear about being discarded or replaced that comes with these things, so being extra clear about reassurance that they're still loved while also making sure you take a step back so as to not get hurt yourself is usually pretty helpful.
However, that doesn't always work for people. Some people need to be COMPLETELY left alone when they're splitting, like a "I'm going to blow tf up no matter what is said right now, so you need to shut up and leave immediately right this second because otherwise it WILL get worse" kind of thing, whereas some people need to be sat down and directly + harshly called out in the heat of the moment in order to really be snapped out of it, so on and so forth... It varies a lot person-by-person. (These are accounts I've seen from people with NPD online talking about how to work through their own splitting btw, it's a different experience for everybody and takes a lot of work to figure out what's most effective)
Neurodivergent friendships in general take work and patience, and both people need to be willing to put in that work and find ways to communicate respectfully and effectively with each other. Not everybody's willing to put in that work, sometimes folks with NPD refuse to see that change is needed until they hit rock bottom, sometimes neurotypicals refuse to see how much of a struggle being neurodivergent is, sometimes even people who are neurodivergent themselves will completely demonize other nerodivergent folks that they don't understand, and that all can suck sometimes, but it is what it is. Either way, there should be a better understanding that not everybody's brains work the same, and sometimes things get messy and uncomfortable, but that doesn't mean we can brand everybody with a specific disorder as "bad, abusive people" just for having a disorder. That is untrue and ableist, and all it does is contribute to the stigmatization that makes it EXTREMELY hard for Cluster B folks to find better support and healthier coping mechanisms, which will result in less healthy relationships being made overall. Isn't that the opposite of what you want?
Also, friendly reminder that 'narcissistic abuse' exists just as much as 'autistic abuse' or 'ADHD abuse' or 'PTSD abuse'. (Which is to say, not at all.)
I'll say it as many times as needs to be said: Associating kinds of abuse as if they only happen with specific disorders is idiotic and dangerous. Stop doing it. (Not directed specifically at you anon, I just mean overall, like, as a society. </3)
I don’t consume those types of “how to look high class”/“what rich people do” content because they’re often ridiculous. But the one exception I have is how rich people use the internet/social media. They know something we don’t.
And when I say rich I’m not talking about influencers and celebrities. Anybody that makes their living being seen on a screen doesn’t count. I’m talking about old money and billionaires. They know something about data and privacy. There is something prudent about making yourself invisible and unreachable to strangers in a world that overshares. For working class people, I think being more private online is a form of protection in an increasingly powerful surveillance culture.
idk perhaps this is too early 2000s internet safety module of me but the amount of information you guys demand from each other is weird
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You've gotta have good biodiversity in your reasons for not killing yourself. Rotate them out like crops when the yield gets low and the soil poor. We're mixing our metaphors. Whatever helps it stick.
You like warm blankets. You like the sound of birdsong. You have a pet that needs taking care of. You have someone to outlive. You have a loved one. You think death would be boring. It's coming for you anyway. Death is patient. When was the last time you had cake? Your favourite musician is going on tour. Or maybe just a halfway decent band at your local bar. You've never seen an elephant. Isn't it amazing that the sky is blue? Aging is a gift not afforded to most. Don't let the bastard grind you down. You can't mend any suffering in the world with your death. You want to see if you can grow herbs on your windowsill. Killing yourself seems like so much effort. What does tiramisu taste like? You're trying to be curious. You're angry and spiteful. What you want more than to die is to rest. This sandwich is so good you don't want to die. Not so long as there are plums to eat and somebody, anybody who gives enough of a damn to haul them to you. A stranger on the internet is holding their hand out and asking.
You haven't finished that book. It's almost strawberry season. There's a chrysalis on the porch that should open soon. There are pastries you've never tried. It's going to be sunny tomorrow. You're going to look very distinguished with gray hair. You have to outlive him. There aren't any easy ways to die. Your package is supposed to arrive on Friday. There are people who will love you that you haven't met yet.
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i know, i know, having hope in times like this seems completely irrational and scary. its so much easier just to acknowledge that everything is fucked. however, at times, we must look within and take a chance. after all, fear and dismissal don't solve problems - hope and faith do. you can go nowhere with wanting change if you dont believe in it. so, waking up, choosing to be there, choosing to truly believe - fuck thats the bravest thing you can do
one of the best things for me in adulthood was realising just how many other human beings are mentally ill, weird, stupid, embarassing. like truly truly we all say idiotic things and make mistakes and i dont have to punish myself and crawl into a hole and die over being imperfect. Read one comments section and you'll understand that there are more lunatics than you could ever imagine
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I am forever grateful that we have been gifted such a beautiful, inspiring show. It shows us that it's never too late to find love and a new life; it shows that it's possible to escape abusive relationships, to heal from trauma and learn to trust; it shows that love, acceptance and family comes in all forms; that it doesn't matter what your background or what you look like, you can still find love, community and belonging.
It is unique and it is beautiful.
people being sucky when it comes to others having anxiety always pisses me off, but it's uniquely fucked up when this behavior is directed at children, children who have no control over most things in their lives, including what they can do to deal with anxiety symptoms.
like, there is likely a kid out there right now being berated for having anxiety symptoms by a family that doesn't let them get their anxiety properly treated.
and every time I hear people joke about "haha, that kid can't even enter a store on their own" I wonder if maybe the reason so many kids are too anxious to enter stores is because we get "stranger danger" stuff shoved down our throats and then nobody actually bothers to let us know once we're older kids that there's a way to avoid danger other than the "don't go anywhere without an adult" advice you follow when very young.
or maybe since I'm autistic they did technically tell me, but it was one of those dumb unspoken things that I didn't catch. either way, I really do feel like there are lots of anxious kids out there where the anxiety is very much not a them issue, but an environment or even a family issue.
some parents get mad at their kids for being upset about problems that they assume the kid 'brought on themselves' but then they themselves aren't shy at all about being angry about the anxiety issues they created in their kids...
mentally and emotionally i am still hung on baran al-hashimi as one of my favorite portrayals of chronic illness. how she's in denial of just how much it can and will affect her work. how she has worked so hard, done all the right things, just to be able to do this work that means so much to her. and yet her body and mind still get in the way. her body is still rebelling.
the thing about chronic illness is that more often than not, you are not friends with your body. hell, i'd rarely ever describe my body as an ally to my cause (that is, uhm, living). we're reluctant coworkers, barely tolerable accomplices. to be chronically ill and disabled is to know, no matter what, there will always be things you want desperately to do and achieve that you simply cannot. you will not. those things were taken from your future when you became ill.
baran knows having two seizures in a day is far more than a minor concern. she knows it impacts not only patient safety but her own safety. her break down in her car shot through my heart because, fuck, who hasn't been there? i watch that scene and i think of myself three months ago silently sobbing in my car as i drove to work, in so much pain that i knew i probably shouldn't even be driving. i watch that scene and i think of how many nights i've spent keeled over and curled up because i kept going when i knew i should've stopped. the body really does keep the score.
the worst part about being ill is that no amount of "hard work" and determination will ever be enough to make you capable of an able bodied life. sometimes your dreams get stolen from you, and your only way forward is to figure out what aspects of those dreams are still tenable.
it's really funny how the entire world basically just blew the fuck up six short years ago and nobody wants to admit that that may have had some lasting consequences lmao
like so much of Everything today is premised on the idea that the earth-shattering catastrophe which happened within living memory of everyone older than a third grader has had no meaningful material or psychological effects on the general public and i don't think that's good, lol.
"(some of) the top-line economic indicators (sorta) recovered (in most places) so everything is fine and we don't need to talk about it" is not a sustainable framework for interfacing with reality
"why is everyone so angry and paranoid now?" "why is politics so dysfunctional now?" "why is [x] [y] and [z] now? blah blah blah"
2020:
Since I'm therapist-posting recently:
Legitimately self-compassion is the biggest mental health life hack of all time. I'm NOT talking about self-esteem. You do NOT have to like yourself one bit. You don't have to believe that you're a good person who deserves good things. You just have to believe that you're a person who deserves the things all people deserve.
You can't get from "I'm the Worst" to "I'm a worthy and lovable person" without passing through "I'm just a regular fuckup like everybody else."
Try it on. If you're really addicted to being mean to yourself, you can start by framing it as I'm Not Special. Embrace being a regular fuckup like everybody else.