All the droplets of water have invisible warm coats on, so they don't freeze. Except for one.
That one droplet is frozen. Because its coat evaporated from the suffering it's been through, and rendered it incapable of growing a new coat.
The droplets aren't aware the warm coats is what keeps them from freezing. So they look at that one droplet and think something is wrong with it.
"WHY U KEEP FUCKING FREEZING!!! BEHAVE!!1!!11!!! YOU'RE FUCKING FUCKED UP!!! U NEED HELP!!1!11,"
they yell at it.
The droplet doesn't know what to do. It doesn't know how droplets work; it doesn't know about the coats. Just like the other droplets. So it doesn't understand it lost its coat and that's why it's freezing all the time. The suffering it's been through stops the warm coat from growing back. It doesn't know missing a coat is what's responsible for its relatively abnormal behaviour. It thinks it's just weak. That there's something inherently wrong with it.
The yelling only adds to its suffering, making it freeze harder faster stronger.
It's a victim of circumstances, the environment only reinforces the wounds it sustained,
and all the other droplets just wait for it to become normal, yelling at it for failing to do so and bullying it for being different.
It's impossible not to freeze if we lost our ability to warm up.
Others don't see the full picture of our behaviour. They see nothing's wrong on the outside, so they think our behaviour is a malfunction; meanwhile, it's simply an adaptation. They don't understand a wound has been inflicted - and that the environment they're creating only deepens it. The environment of judgement, misunderstanding, and blame.
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Nie wiem, czy najlepszy możliwy analog. Oglądałem NileBlue i przyszło mi to w myśli [prawdopodobnie dlatego] and i just went with it without [over]thinking.
It felt good.
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heart beats
Poetry~ poezje itp ~ w gruncie rzeczy, jesteśmy worami mięsa, kości, i flaków. ale w tym worze mieści się mózg, a mózg to wciąż niezbadana złożoność, która z prostego wora potrafi uczynić święty graal. the heart beats/heartbeats/heartbeat: serce bije, ser...
