Surai
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- Mar 26, 2024
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yea i do that, mine is uhh how do i put this uhhh rainbows, vocaloid, rawr xd, vocaloid, hot topic...View attachment 153988
Do you like to imagine yourself whether it be fictitious or imaginative, in worlds where you can just escape to like a comfy blanket that holds you in it, if only for a moment or moments at a time. until the alarms of life wakes you back up again, and forces you up
I would now like to trade coping skills with you, sounds like a great place to be. I dont think Im sadistic but I spend more time looking directly at my pain and the suffering I have caused, intended or not, I roll through that it happened, that I cannot take it back. There is not enough remorse in the world to make a difference and as always there are consequences coming and they will be dire. Then I finish up trying to see anything I could do for the ones I love to make their lives one pound lighter. Sleep is as close as I come to what you described and it is only those few swift heartbeats on first waking that I feel lighter. As after I quickly place myself in the world, running over the mess that I am and tallying what I owe and wrapping it up tight before seeing another soul and heading off to work.View attachment 153988
Do you like to imagine yourself whether it be fictitious or imaginative, in worlds where you can just escape to like a comfy blanket that holds you in it, if only for a moment or moments at a time. until the alarms of life wakes you back up again, and forces you up
mine's like all rainbow and 2000's nostalgia stuff and just uhh invader zim lolPerhaps imagining different worlds is the ability due to which I still have a very ambivalent attitude towards death, and I still cannot accept it as something desirable in the form in which we are accustomed to imagining it.
For me as a person with ADHD and afraid of the dark, an eternal black screen around and eternal silence would be unbearable and I don't understand how some people would prefer it, maybe I'm one of the few who thinks in the long term about how damn boring it can be - to have nothing and be nothing.
While in the meantime the rest of those who survived, if they do not have a pleasant and carefree life full of pleasures, then they can at least find themselves, at least for a short time, in some amazing carefree weirdcore/dreamcore world, even if 90% in the first minutes after waking up will be forgotten by them, it's still something compared to you staring at a void in complete lonely silence throughout eternity: when there are thoughts, but there is no sense in them.
I think I should dedicate a separate post to this
Puis-je te demander quelque chose ? Pourquoi penses-tu à un écran noir et à un silence éternel à propos de la Mort ? Pour voir un écran noir, il te faut des yeux et tes yeux ne fonctionneront plus une fois mort, pareil pour tes oreilles et le silence. Si le cerveau est mort, les sens le sont aussi. Sinon, ce n'est pas la mort, c'est la vie. Au fait, je comprends ta peur de l'absence de lumière quand je suis seule, je ressens la même chose depuis mon enfance. Mais c'est une peur d'un être humain vivant, pas d'un être mort.Peut-être que c'est grâce à cette capacité d'imaginer des mondes différents que j'ai encore une attitude très ambivalente envers la mort et que je ne parviens toujours pas à l'accepter comme quelque chose de désirable sous la forme sous laquelle nous avons l'habitude de l'imaginer.
Pour moi, en tant que personne atteinte de TDAH et ayant peur du noir, un écran noir éternel autour et un silence éternel seraient insupportables et je ne comprends pas comment certaines personnes pourraient le préférer, peut-être que je suis l'un des rares à penser à long terme à quel point cela peut être ennuyeux - de ne rien avoir et de n'être rien.
Pendant ce temps, le reste de ceux qui ont survécu, s'ils n'ont pas une vie agréable et insouciante pleine de plaisirs, alors ils peuvent au moins se retrouver, au moins pour un court instant, dans un monde étrange et insouciant de weirdcore/dreamcore, même si 90% dans les premières minutes après le réveil seront oubliés par eux, c'est toujours quelque chose comparé à vous regardant dans le vide dans un silence solitaire complet pendant l'éternité : quand il y a des pensées, mais qu'elles n'ont aucun sens.
Je pense que je devrais consacrer un article séparé à cela
It really depends on who you ask and how it is used, but in a more positive light viewed as a coping skills professionals would call the exact same thing a safe place visualisation exercise.The term now used for it is "maladaptive daydreaming" but sometimes it's the only thing which keeps me sane.
Yep. Rarely do I agree with the psychological world on what mental illness is--I am merely saying what they call the state of living in fantasy. They can call it whatever they want--maladaptive daydreaming or lalaland, but I call it escape from this dull and pointless existence I've had for 49 years. It, aside from being in the woods, is the only place I ever feel ok. And even that now after 40 years of living off and on in la-la-land isn't enough to keep me hereIt really depends on who you ask and how it is used, but in a more positive light viewed as a coping skills professionals would call the exact same thing a safe place visualisation exercise.