[This all still boils down to "no one can make you feel inferior without your consent," which just...isn't true. At least not in Quentin's experience. And yeah, it's true that you can get bullied for anything, but that does kind of ignore the way you get bullied when you're the weird kid. The way people who don't know each other, people in totally different schools, will bully you in the same ways for the same reasons. It really does have this uncanny ability to convince you it's all your fault.]
[No need to get that deep, though. Jesus.]
Well, I'm just not that sanguine about my brain being broken. Sorry.
Not just from autism, to be clear. From depression and anxiety. Like "72 hour hold" depression and anxiety
[The memory doesn't have anything to do with why he's disclosing this now, but he does remember how the old Marc had picked up immediately on what "hospitalized for depression" means, and Steven hadn't. He's curious to see what happens here.]
( it's not, strictly speaking, that marc's lacking in empathy. it's more that his experiences with being bullied had the response of him pushing back, quite explicitly, with violence. that was how he'd chosen to deal with it all, much to his father's disappointment. teenage years full of fights, detentions, suspensions. and then it'd been that he'd never stopped, that had been his response to anything, everything, long before the marines, long before becoming a mercenary, long before vigilantism.
and though, now, it's not a response he's necessarily proud of, it's still the one that gets the better of him. it's still part of the reason why he talks about "turning weaknesses into strengths", about deciding what to do with what's been done to him, about understanding how he's been broken and using that to "destroy his enemies". it's not that he's unsympathetic, it's that he has no other frame of reference.
(and he wouldn't want it, because without everything he's chosen to believe, he'd have nothing—.)
he gets what quentin's referring to, of course he does. he's spent enough time in and out of psychiatric care that he'd have to be deliberately ignoring the point to not get.
the question is though, how does he reply to that? it's the sort of thing that's a bit beyond an 'I'm sorry' or a 'that sucks'. )
[Like objectively that is a fine and excellent response to someone telling you they've been suicidal and Quentin feels a vague obligation to be like, good job, you passed the test, you get an A+ in Neurodivergent Socializing, a thing that is both normal to want-]
[Kinda hits different when there's, like, a strong argument that you did in fact commit suicide though.]
That time, anyway.
Sorry, I don't mean to be...well, weird about it
Yeah, getting through it is the important thing
[be normal be normal be normal be normal be normaYOU KNOW WHAT FUCK IT]
The thing is I don't have the memories of dying, exactly? I know I did, at home, and I saw sort of how it happens in a dream I had here but I wasn't inside myself in the dream, basically, I was a spectator sitting at the edge of the scene and watching
So I can't really say for sure whether I had, like, suicidal intent, right?
And I know that I was in extremely bad shape mentally, because of the monster, and I was willing to do anything including die, if necessary, to get rid of it
And since I'm missing some bits in between what I remember and the dream I don't know if it actually was necessary or if I could have done something to avoid having to
[A beat, where he becomes aware of what he's saying. Shit. Marc doesn't want to hear this. No one wants to hear this. No one fucking cares.]
Sorry.
cw: second verse same as the first, talk of death + dying, passive suicidalism
( unfortunately, it's not a topic that marc is even remotely skilled at navigating, almost entirely because he's never dealt with his own thoughts and feelings on death and dying — not the dying that he's done (or thinks he's done), but in a general sense. an overall sense. the self-loathing and self-hatred that had led him to the life he'd chosen. )
I've died. Three or four times that I know of.
You can want death up until the moment that you're there, in the middle of it. I thought I didn't care until I was on my hands and knees, crawling through the desert. Until I was given the option. A choice. To choose one god over another.
You might have had it, ( suicidal intent, he means, ) up until the point you didn't. Doesn't matter. You're still here.
Basically we were in the mirror realm? And it's really dangerous to do magic in there, it can be mirrored or refracted. That means different things with different spells, but I did a repair spell, and we got an "equal but opposite" type of reaction. The magic I used to fix something had to come back and break something else. That happened to be me and another person
Worth it, though. It means the monster is at the bottom of the deepest, darkest pit in pretty much the universe and there's not any conceivable way for it to get out. A better prison than the gods came up with
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cw: oblique references to suicide
[No need to get that deep, though. Jesus.]
Well, I'm just not that sanguine about my brain being broken. Sorry.
Not just from autism, to be clear. From depression and anxiety. Like "72 hour hold" depression and anxiety
[The memory doesn't have anything to do with why he's disclosing this now, but he does remember how the old Marc had picked up immediately on what "hospitalized for depression" means, and Steven hadn't. He's curious to see what happens here.]
1/2 ( cw: mostly vague references to DID, anti-semitism, institutionalisation )
and though, now, it's not a response he's necessarily proud of, it's still the one that gets the better of him. it's still part of the reason why he talks about "turning weaknesses into strengths", about deciding what to do with what's been done to him, about understanding how he's been broken and using that to "destroy his enemies". it's not that he's unsympathetic, it's that he has no other frame of reference.
(and he wouldn't want it, because without everything he's chosen to believe, he'd have nothing—.)
he gets what quentin's referring to, of course he does. he's spent enough time in and out of psychiatric care that he'd have to be deliberately ignoring the point to not get.
the question is though, how does he reply to that? it's the sort of thing that's a bit beyond an 'I'm sorry' or a 'that sucks'. )
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cw: less oblique references/discussion of suicide, low self-esteem/negative self-talk
[Like objectively that is a fine and excellent response to someone telling you they've been suicidal and Quentin feels a vague obligation to be like, good job, you passed the test, you get an A+ in Neurodivergent Socializing, a thing that is both normal to want-]
[Kinda hits different when there's, like, a strong argument that you did in fact commit suicide though.]
That time, anyway.
Sorry, I don't mean to be...well, weird about it
Yeah, getting through it is the important thing
[be normal be normal be normal be normal be normaYOU KNOW WHAT FUCK IT]
The thing is I don't have the memories of dying, exactly? I know I did, at home, and I saw sort of how it happens in a dream I had here but I wasn't inside myself in the dream, basically, I was a spectator sitting at the edge of the scene and watching
So I can't really say for sure whether I had, like, suicidal intent, right?
And I know that I was in extremely bad shape mentally, because of the monster, and I was willing to do anything including die, if necessary, to get rid of it
And since I'm missing some bits in between what I remember and the dream I don't know if it actually was necessary or if I could have done something to avoid having to
[A beat, where he becomes aware of what he's saying. Shit. Marc doesn't want to hear this. No one wants to hear this. No one fucking cares.]
Sorry.
cw: second verse same as the first, talk of death + dying, passive suicidalism
I've died. Three or four times that I know of.
You can want death up until the moment that you're there, in the middle of it. I thought I didn't care until I was on my hands and knees, crawling through the desert. Until I was given the option. A choice. To choose one god over another.
You might have had it, ( suicidal intent, he means, ) up until the point you didn't. Doesn't matter. You're still here.
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No.
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Dying's the worst part of death.
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I can't tell if me dying was painful. It looked like it could have gone either way. I disintegrated
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Worth it, though. It means the monster is at the bottom of the deepest, darkest pit in pretty much the universe and there's not any conceivable way for it to get out. A better prison than the gods came up with
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As long as no-one else goes looking for it, I'm guessing.
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( MUST BE FUCKING NICE. )
That's fair enough.
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