Studies that scare the crap out of me: “On Being Sane in Insane Places”
And then [Vimes] realized why he was thinking like this.
It was because he wanted there to be conspirators.
It was much better to imagine men in some smoky room somewhere, made mad and cynical by privilege and power, plotting over the brandy.
You had to cling to this sort of image, because if you didn’t then you might have to face the fact that bad things happened because ordinary people, the kind who brushed the dog and told their children bedtime stories, were capable of then going out and doing horrible things to other ordinary people.
It was so much easier to blame it on Them.
It was bleakly depressing to think that They were Us. If it was Them, then nothing was anyone’s fault. If it was Us, what did that make Me? After all, I’m one of Us. I must be. I’ve certainly never thought of myself as one of Them. No-one ever thinks of themselves as one of Them.
We’re always one of Us. It’s Them that do the bad things."
— Terry Pratchett, Jingo (via captainofalltheships)
yes you fuck, everything has always had the potential to be a trigger. do you not understand what a trigger is? things that remind people of their abuse or a traumatic event they went through are triggers. everything, and i mean absolutely everything, has the potential to be a trigger.
someone can be triggered by maple syrup or diet pepsi because their abuser made them pancakes the morning after they mercilessly beat them or because their abuser always drank diet pepsi.
don’t you dare complain about someone having a trigger you deem “stupid” (nice ableism!) or “weird”, especially especially especially if you do not have ptsd.
if you refuse to tag someones triggers when they ask because you believe that could ever, ever be anyone’s trigger bc it doesn’t seem relevant to any type of traumatic experience you could imagine, then you are literal human garbage and you need to educate yourself and go sit in a garbage can where you belong.
When Bucky does finally get introduced to Tony, like “This is Tony Stark, Howard’s kid”, and he goes all sad and quiet, looks at the ground and admits that he killed his parents, I want Tony to just nonchalantly start listing off all of the things that Stark Industries weapons are responsible for, look him in the eye and tell him “we all make mistakes when there’s someone else calling the shots.”