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How the types react to stress (based on defence mechanisms)

Esfj: reaction formation and dissociation

Estj: projection and repression

Isfj: withdrawal and denial

Istj: sublimation and displacement

Esfp: regression and denial

Estp: regression and acting out

Isfp: denial and turning against the self

Istp: acting out and rationalisation

Enfj: displacement and passive-aggressive behaviour

Entj: intellectualisation and projection

Infj: dissociation and sublimation

Intj: introjection and isolation

Enfp: passive-aggressive behaviour and withdrawal

Entp: repression and rationalisation

Infp: turning against the self and introjection

Intp: isolation and intellectualisation

Key to defence mechanisms (basics)

Repression: Feeling is hidden and forced from the consciousness to the unconscious because it is seen as socially unacceptable

Denial: Refusal to accept external reality because it is too threatening; arguing against an anxiety-provoking stimulus by stating it does not exist

Regression: Falling back into an early state of mental/physical development seen as "less demanding and safer"

Reaction formation: Acting the opposite way that the unconscious instructs a person to behave

Acting out: Direct expression of an unconscious wish or impulse in action, without conscious awareness of the emotion that drives the expressive behaviour

Isolation: Separation of feelings from ideas and events, for example, describing a murder with graphic details with no emotional response

Dissociation: Temporary drastic modification of one's personal identity or character to avoid emotional distress; separation or postponement of a feeling that normally would accompany a situation or thought

Rationalisation: Convincing oneself that no wrong has been done and that all is or was all right through faulty and false reasoning

Projection: Shifting one's unacceptable thoughts, feelings and impulses onto someone else, such that those same thoughts, feelings, beliefs and motivations are perceived as being possessed by the other.

Introjection: Identifying with some idea or object so deeply that it becomes a part of that person. For example, introjection occurs when we take on attributes of other people who seem better able to cope with the situation than oneself does

Turning against the self: Enables to deal with intense stress in the current moment by causing the self physical pain as distraction

Sublimation: The conscious decision to delay paying attention to a thought, emotion, or need in order to cope with the present reality; making it possible later to access uncomfortable or distressing emotions whilst accepting them

Displacement: Defence mechanism that shifts aggressive impulses to a more acceptable or less threatening target; redirecting emotion to a safer outlet

Intellectualisation: Concentrating on the intellectual components of a situation so as to distance oneself from the associated anxiety-provoking emotions

Withdrawal: Avoidance as a form of defence; It entails removing oneself from events, stimuli, and interactions under the threat of being reminded of painful thoughts and feelings

Passive-aggressive behaviour: Indirect expression of hostility

(Of course this doesn’t need to be true for everyone and we definitely do not only practice two of them but yet I’ve noticed kind of a pattern...)

People, especially games, get eldritch madness wrong a lot and it’s really such a shame.

An ant doesn’t start babbling when they see a circuit board. They find it strange, to them it is a landscape of strange angles and humming monoliths. They may be scared, but that is not madness.

Madness comes when the ant, for a moment, can see as a human does.

It understands those markings are words, symbols with meaning, like a pheromone but infinitely more complex. It can travel unimaginable distances, to lands unlike anything it has seen before. It knows of mirth, embarrassment, love, concepts unimaginable before this moment, and then…

It’s an ant again.

Echoes of things it cannot comprehend swirl around its mind. It cannot make use of this knowledge, but it still remembers. How is it supposed to return to its life? The more the ant saw the harder it is for it to forget. It needs to see it again, understand again. It will do anything to show others, to show itself, nothing else in this tiny world matters.

This is madness.

I got, in a row: Anxious transfemme Arsonist gay steampunk princess I mean

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TAKE NOTES AND DONT IGNORE! These are crucial if we are going to continue protests

I wish allistic people understood that infodumping about a special interest is a lot closer to baring your soul than sharing fun facts

INFJ *sipping peppermint tea*: I have never in my life contemplated murder, but that dude is making me understand why slipping cyanide into people’s coffee is a thing in literature  

INTP: oh honey, bless your heart. you can’t use cyanide, its too easy to trace. you gotta use thallium. much harder to identify the symptoms and therefore less likely to land back on you. *takes sip of her chamomile tea*

INFJ *who was really just looking for emotional support*:……………..

ENFP *materializes out of nowhere*: did someone call for the dark-web?

[footage of the inside of an ordinary Eastern-European home, taken with a handheld phone camera, the man filming is walking from the living room to the back door of the house]

man, narrating in russian: Every fucking year, this time of the year, the pond at my backyard gets infested. What do ponds get infested with? Frogs? Poisonous weeds? Geese? No. Not my pond.

[The man opens the back door, stepping out into a garden. Three or four nude, human-like figures dash from the borders of a pond back into the water.]

man: Rusalki! I don't know where they come from or how they get here, and I can't afford to hire an exterminator every year. I can't let my cat outside anymore. Last year a rusalka managed to drown a whole deer in my pond, the stench was unbearable.

[He walks as he speaks, approaching the pond. There are several eerily beautiful female beings peering at him from under the surface, their long hair floating in the murky water. Their eyes are gleaming in an unhuman way. The man holding the camera stops to film them.]

man, calm and deadpan: What the fuck are all of you staring at. Get jobs or something.

[One of the rusalki, smaller than the others and clearly not a fully matured adult, slowly reaches out of the water with her white, thin hand, grasping his ankle. He appears unconcerned.]

man: You can't drown me, you little idiot. You're too small. Shoo!

[A loud thud startles the rusalki, making them scatter. A second thud makes it clear these are the approaching footsteps of something massive. The man turns around and points the camera at what appears to be a house, walking past above the treeline with chicken-like legs]

man, now yelling: IF YOUR HOUSE SHITS ON MY YARD AGAIN I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD-