OMG WHAT DID I DO!?
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I LEARNED A THING
Oh god thank fucking christ.
I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.
so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!
Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done
The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.
I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.
When I was a kid I had an irrational fear that I might stab myself with something in my sleep or in a confused half-asleep state and carefully put away every pen and pencil before bed.
My least favorite intrusive thoughts are “what if you said something really cruel and hurtful for no reason to this person, right now?”
There’s also the old “wow I am physically able to smash this baby animal’s head like an egg how about that”
one of the symptoms of my anxiety disorder is having these constantly.I usually think about people falling out of cars from me pushing them, or saying something really weird and creepy to someone.
Last night I went to Starbucks and when the guy finished my drink, he bent down and wispered, “Don’t let anyone dull your sparkle.” I just smiled and took my drink, and while I was leaving I heard the other worker saying: “WOULD YOU STOP TELLING PEOPLE THAT, NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOUR INSPIRATIONAL SHIT!” and the guy responded with, “Gurl, there is no way in hell I am letting you dull my sparkle.”