Misha Kastrilevich

but metroid is also about learning to do trick jumps from random animals who celebrate when you get it right, and about saving them even as the planet shudders under your feet

and metroid is about lowering your gun when you meet the last of a species who's only just hatched, and gently holding out your hand

and metroid is about accidentally calling the name of someone you care about, who you thought you'd lost, and finding out they've been with you the whole time

and about a little scribble of a child with their parents tucked into the corner of a grand mural

and about the gifts left behind by others because they may be gone before they get to meet you, but that won't stop them from helping you

Buy a pretty box/basket/hamper/shelf/trash can and put it right where you always put shit anyway. Screw wherever you’re “supposed” to put things, that’s neurotypical bullshit. I’m not getting up and walking to a drawer, who has that kind of executive function?

Is this coffee table where hair ties go to die? No what are you talking about, they love it here in their cute little box.

Is this hall table where the mailbox threw up? Nah friend that is the trash can next to my front door where I dump envelopes and junk mail the second I come in the door, and the little basket hanging on the wall is where the important mail lives!

Are these earrings just rattling around on that side table because I forgot to take them off before getting in bed? Of course not, look at this pretty tray, this is clearly their home.

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for one, there’s sensory overload. having one too many senses engaged is enough to make me want to hide in a dark space forever.

but there’s also the fact that each task can feel like millions of tasks lumped together. making dinner isn’t just about making dinner. it’s about walking to the kitchen, and then getting out the ingredients, and then chopping things up, and then preparing everything and then… on and on.

there’s also the fact that my attention to detail is unavoidable. I am noticing so many things all the time, because my brain can’t tell the difference between important and unimportant information. everything is just “information” that I’m constantly scrambling to keep up with.

for anyone who doesnt remember, the goblins were the banker characters who worked in gringotts and looked Uncomfortably Like jewish stereotypes. and youre suppose to suppress their rebellion, where theyre rebelling against the fact that like most nonhuman magical creatures, theyre treated like shit by wizards. yep :)

click thru the top tweet to read the whole thread with all the screenshots, it just gets worse and worse but jesus fucking christ, HOW. i know i shouldnt be surprised that this fucking francise of all of them is pulling this shit but how fucking blatant can you be.

As East Asian, I cried like a bitch in this scene. This three images were the perfect representation of how Asian family deals with trauma. If you don’t know, seeking counseling/therapy is basically frown upon in Asian culture. It doesn’t matter what it is, ppl will think you are a looney.

(Btw, in Korea when you go to a therapist THIS SHIT IS NOT PRIVATE. this will be on you PERMANENT RECORD as if you are some kind of fucking criminal. If you seek out therapy, EVEN A BLOODY SCHOOL COUNSELOR DURING MIDDLE SCHOOL, this will jeopardize you getting a jJOB/CAREER. Because no company will hire you!!!). I suffer from Long term stress disorder and my doctors recommended that i see a therapist. on my first therapy session, during ride back home, my mother flat out told me that she didn’t believe in therapy. and told me that EVERYONE HAS A BURDEN TO CARRY AND WE DO IT IN SILENCE AND STEADFASTNESS.

Sounds harsh right? But to the older generation, this is honorable act. to bare, and suffer for the family is something to be honored.

No matter how destructive it can be……

Many older generation Asian/parents carry this. they bare all the weight and don’t tell a soul the suffering they had to endure. 

So what happens WHEN they can’t bare it longer?

chances are, the oldest child of the family plays therapist. 

because the parents (ESPECIALLY THE MOTHER) has no one to lean on regarding such matter. They rather take their trauma to their graves then tell non-family members or a worst a STRANGER (therapist)

I am the oldest child of my family, I was my mother’s supporter, helper, her confidant and listener. I comforted her and listened to all the horrid, heart breaking trauma she suffered. She was also the oldest child of her family and she bared all the weight of the family. the difference between my mother and i, is that i grew up in west. i was told that speaking out my feeling/mental health is critical and important. and i seek out help when i wasn’t okay. meanwhile generations had taught my mother that seeking therapy is shameful.

so, us, the kids, who learned of emotional support and health, leads our parents out from the trauma.

just like how Mei is doing in this scene.

so yeah, this movie doesn’t tell trauma like Encanto. but that’s the point, every nation/generation have different way to deal with trauma. and turning red perfectly represented how west born/raised Asian kids deals with family trauma. 

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