#repression tw

[subtlereferencetomyinterests]

i hope that when patton really overcomes his repressive habits he finally just starts saying weird and deeply existentialist shit at the drop of a hat. truly no filter, will not hesitate to stare off into space monologuing about something incredibly personal like its nothing. either no emotion or all of it baby but for Patton there’s 0 middle ground

[genderfluid-and-confuzled]

Someone: This thing must have been really hard

Me:

[ambersky0319]

I’ll help you stop hurting... I promise.

Keep in mind, Res helping someone means repressing them, so don’t think that him helping Roman is good-

Anywho! I really enjoyed this!! It was a lot of fun to draw, and I’m pretty happy with how this turned out!

[crazy-purple-kitten]

Hey!!! You don’t have to respond to this btw, so please don’t feel obligated to do so! Just wanted to say that repression is not good and I know that firsthand. I did it for a long long time and wound up in a terrible place mentally because of it. I don’t want to sound pushy or anything but you ever need to talk I’m here and if there is anybody you know better who you could talk to please do it. I hope you feel better soonn!!!

Hello! I don’t know who you are, but thank you so much!! Sorry I didn’t answer this, I have a horrible habit of forgetting about things and not doing them!!! You don’t come across as pushy, thank you for the support!! I want to ramble about this subject because I have some big thoughts on it, so just know that none of it is directed towards you!! (oh yeah and in context the quotes were actually to my two other friends but i cant deny that i do it myself XD)

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Mental health is stigmatized. People are told that they are weak for having mental problems that they can’t help and are usually caused by others around them or the state of the world. No one wants to tell people that they’re depressed, or heaven forbid, neurodivergent, because it’s so stigmatized and shown as a bad thing(hmmmmmmmmm maybe because it doesn't benefit capitalism).

Lots of people have anxiety. Anxiety is rampant in the present-day everywhere, and people feel self-conscious or don’t want to bother other people(even without anxiety). This causes people to ‘not want to bother’ others with their problems.

Therefore, repression is rampant. If everybody is telling you to be strong for others and that your problems don’t matter and that you shouldn’t tell other people your problems(none of which are true by the way!!), then the only solution is going to be repression. And once you start not thinking about bad problems or not having bad feelings, you start doing the other. Then you start doing it more and more, subconsciously, until it becomes a huge problem. 

In conclusion, please don’t repress your problems and feelings!! It will take some work, but you should let yourself feel things and talk with your friends about your problems(chances are, they do it too!).

[1nkera]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

@whumptober2020 Day 7 Prompt: Carrying

Rating: G Characters: Pearl & Garnet Summary: Pearl collects many things in her gem. Eventually, it all gets too heavy.

TW: mentions of trauma

Unlike other gems, pearls have a built-in functionality to organize and store items their owners don’t feel like carrying around. This could be anything from the latest production reports to cleaning supplies that are pulled out when there’s nothing else to do.

For Pearl, life on Earth has her storing miscellaneous trinkets - human and otherwise - that might come in handy down the road. A sword given to her by Bismuth to pull out in a pinch. Strategy plans to go over in the next meeting. After the war, she stores informational books to keep up with human technological advancement (their species remains inferior, but some creations are, admittedly, fairly creative).

It’s practical. Necessary. Two concepts she lives by.

Read More: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26873083

Unlike other gems, pearls have a built-in functionality to organize and store items their owners don’t feel like carrying around. This could be anything from the latest production reports to cleaning supplies that are pulled out when there’s nothing else to do.

For Pearl, life on Earth has her storing miscellaneous trinkets - human and otherwise - that might come in handy down the road. A sword given to her by Bismuth to pull out in a pinch. Strategy plans to go over in the next meeting. After the war, she stores informational books to keep up with human technological advancement (their species remains inferior, but some creations are, admittedly, fairly creative).

It’s practical. Necessary. Two concepts she lives by.

She orders them by function, and failing that, alphabetical by name. The frying pan is in “Cooking Supplies” right next to her spare spatulas (Amethyst’s insatiable appetite that groups utensils in with food makes having these a necessity). Steven’s spare shampoo and conditioner bottles sit in “Cleaning Products” (they were on sale, and one can never be too prepared with all the messy missions they go on). An intricately woven blanket from the 18th century, given to her by Rose, sits in the “B” section because it has no functional purpose for gems unbothered by the cold, but it’s from Rose and thus is still necessary.

Over time - and especially after the war - her mind-space gets a little more diverse, in that items aren’t the only things she finds herself storing.

Like the first time her trembling fingers find a shattered Crystal Gem in the dirt and grime. That goes in a box of its own labeled “The Gem War” that is filled, bursting at the seams. She stuffs it in with the times she sacrifices herself for the cause alongside her brethren, shoved together with mistakes in a fight that lead to a comrade being shattered to pieces before her eyes. So she pushes it deep down in its own layer beneath “Homeworld,” which is buried layers upon layers beneath “Happy Times With Rose.”

She has a special section for the moment Rose reveals her plans to have a baby, as well as the moment Pearl watches her disappear forever into a crying newborn child.

Try as she might to keep them separate, they sometimes bleed into each other like a watercolor painting, dark hues of fighting and loss mixing in with the cheerful pinks of Rose no matter how much she dirties her hands to keep them from spreading beyond their limits. In the end, her efforts result in a muddied brown forever stained on her soul.

To her ever-increasing horror, they sometimes seep beyond the surface - in her outbursts toward Amethyst (”Why can’t you act properly for once?!” “Your form is so sloppy today, you need to take this seriously.”), even lashing out at Steven (”Why won’t you just let me do this for you, Rose?!”).

It’s not fair for anyone, especially when all of this is supposed to be done and over. They won the war! Everything is fine!

But then they peak through the seams in hands clasped tight over her mouth, forcing back words making their way up her throat - in sharp replies when Amethyst goads her to shape-shift, in her guilt-ridden disgust when presented with Steven's first attempt at cooking - and she realizes nothing will ever be fine now that Rose isn’t here to help her forget.

It becomes so heavy that when the truth finally comes out, that instead of the expected disgust toward herself for going against Rose’s - no, Pink Diamond’s - wishes, all she can feel is relief.

She finally confides in Garnet when they get back from Homeworld - because of all the things they’ve learned from their time with Steven, one of them is that a family helps each other. They share the weight equally.

“You’ve been carrying so much, Pearl,” says Garnet, as the smaller gem muffles a sob into her shoulder. The dam breaks, and thousands of years of secrets, guilt, and regret come flooding down her face. Garnet holds her tighter; secure. “It’s time to let go.”

[the-void-is-an-archive]

"omg you're so funny void!"

thanks! my main coping mechanism is repression and i have yet to even begin grieving over the loss of many loved ones due to the people around me never caring about my feelings and never checking up on me and asking how ive been doing and never helping me out with anything such as funeral expenses or food so i instead repress memories of said loved ones to the point where i convince myself that they never existed or that they died when i was extremely young removing any significant bond i possibly had with them :)

version 2.0 electric boogaloo

"omg you're so funny void!"

thanks! i am perfectly content with death and am perfectly ok with dying at any given moment whether that be from a health problem or car accident or sacrifice or anything bcuz i have accepted that i fucked up and thus have no future ahead of me which sucks but i did it to myself so now i have to live with that until god decides he doesn't want me as his personal test guinea pig and instantly sends me to hell which is what i deserve

[normal-with-adhd-is-a-joke]

My sister was sending me pictures of me from when I was a kid and I got so physically sick from seeing them that I had to tell her to stop. Idk what the fuck happened in my childhood but I'm guessing I repressed if for a reason so I'm just gonna leave it where it is until I havs the energy to deal with it.