I hope he doesn’t leave us. He is an interesting and talented fellow. U.u
I very much agree. But I’m also concerned that staying might not be the best thing for them, either.
Sometimes people have to leave a place that they were making their home, and abandon everyone who were a big piece of their emotional support, before they can figure out what they really wanted and just be ok with “being ok”.
I do want whatever is best for them. And right now, it doesn’t seem like being here is any kind of “best” for them.
I kinda guess all of his acting up wasn’t normal
It actually, really, is not unusual here. We have a lot of people who are going through similar things. A lot of people who are often some of the nicer and more awesome people to be around, who two or four times a year kind of start flipping tables, because their bipolar flips or they can’t afford their meds or some drama in their life ramps up their anxiety so far they can’t manage their own stress.
Adrenaline, dopamine, cortisol, serotonin, melatonin, GABA and acetylcholine - so many different neurotransmitter chemicals all dancing in an incredibly delicate balancing act.
Anxiety, drama, the feeling of loss of control can get so bad that sometimes people feel like they don’t even have control over their own bodies.
Personally? I practice Shugendo. The religious practice part of it involves walking up mountains for hours without a break, or sitting naked in snow banks or under freezing waterfalls, or meditating in tiny dark huts with hot chillies smoking on a brazier until you feel like hell itself is sweating out of your eyeballs. Kind of like the old American Indian sweat lodges - you do it not for yourself but for everyone on the planet.
But, the way I look at it is that most of it is just a kind of personal drama that we create to get our neurotransmitters balanced, and so we can tell ourselves we really are in control of at least something.
The search for “There’s something I can do”. Or, “This - this thing right here - this is real”.
Take the religion out of it, and a lot of it is a kind of social cutting. Hurting yourself to show that you are in control of at least that one thing. Kneeling for hours in prayer, or cults that whip themselves in penance - all of it has a biological affect, and the simple handles for those things is almost always anxiety and drama - some sort of fight or flight response to pain, and the endurance of it in a tightly controlled social setting.
Drama is a hell of a drug. Or, it helps us regulate the hellscape of drugs that make up our day-to-day personalities.
So, when people ask to have everything destroyed - when they flip a table and scream that they want everything blown up and no one cares or understands them - that’s a familiar scene from a movie I’ve watched too many times myself this lifetime.
It’s not usually this far, and usually I or one of the other volunteers can help people get through it behind the scenes.
But once someone starts publicly posting about how angry they are that we won’t just delete all their images, then that’s usually where we need to just do what they are asking us to do.
Even if it seems like the least helpful thing in the universe.
For me, the scary part is that this usually means that people are cutting off their primary, or one of their primary, coping mechanisms.
It’s kind of like if someone is embarrassed that they masterbate every day. They think it’s naughty and they want to stop. But doing it is how they keep their neurotransmitters balanced. It helps them cope with stress and anxiety, and makes it possible for them to lead an otherwise completely normal life of getting up, going to work, paying their bills, not acting out around others. But they’re so embarrassed they stop masterbating. And then everything goes to hell for them because they stop doing the one thing that was keeping them on an even keel.
You can substitute smoking, or cutting yourself, or binging one show over and over, or over eating, or purging, or painting miniatures, or attending raves all night, or sky diving, or racing cars, or playing drums (sarcastic lmao) or any of the other crazy things that people do that helps them stay balanced but that they keep thinking; “Maybe I shouldn’t be doing this any more”.
If it helps them cope, then it helps them cope. And until they have a MORE EFFECTIVE coping mechanism, they should continue to use it.
If it’s something life threatening, something that is self-harming, you hope they’ll find a more effective coping mechanism really fast. But sometimes those most dangerous coping mechanisms are incredibly effective, and it takes a while to get something else ramped up to the point where it provides the same level of benefit.
So, for me, when people cut all ties with their friends, or their community, or their art, it feels like maybe they’re cutting off something that was helping them cope, and helping them “be ok”.
Like, when people are embarrassed (but massively helped) by drawing a particular character, or a specific fetish - if it helps them be ok, then for me it’s good.
And being ok with being ok because of something that embarrasses you can be hard.
So - yea … Being ok is hard sometimes. It can hurt worse than the thing you’re doing to hurt yourself.
But if you can do it - if you can just “be ok” - then that really is a pretty healthy place to be.
Sorry for the long rant, I might just be dumping at this point so I’m going to go back to getting my drawing studio fixed and working again.