WHAT YOU SHOULD DO:
- Stay with us and keep calm.
The last thing we need when we’re panicking, is to have someone else panicking with us.
- Offer medicine if we usually take it during an attack.
You might have to ask whether or not we take medicine- heck, some might not; but please, ask. It really helps.
- Move us to a quiet place.
We need time to think, to breathe. Being surrounded by people isn’t going to help.
- Don’t make assumptions about what we need. Ask.
We’ll tell you what we need. Sometimes; you may have to ask- but never assume.
- Speak to us in short, simple sentences.
- Be predictable. Avoid surprises.
- Help slow our breathing by breathing us or by counting slowly to 10.
As odd as it sounds, it works.WHAT YOU SHOULDN’T DO:
1. Say, “You have nothing to be panicked about.”
We know. We know. We know. And because we know we have nothing to be panicked about, we panic even more. When I realize that my anxiety is unfounded, I panic even more because then I feel like I’m not in touch with reality. It’s unsettling. Scary.
Most of the time, a panic attack is irrational. Sometimes they stem from circumstances — a certain couch triggers a bad memory or being on an airplane makes you claustrophobic or a break up causes you to flip your lid — but mostly, the reasons I’m panicking are complex, hard to articulate or simply, unknown. I could tell myself all day that I have no reason to be having a panic attack and I would still be panicking. Sometimes, because I’m a perfectionist, I become even more overwhelmed when I think my behaviour is “unacceptable” (as I often believe it is when I’m panicking). I know it’s all in my mind, but my mind can be a pretty dark and scary place when it gets going.
Alternate suggestion: Say, “I understand you’re upset. It is okay. You have a right to be upset and I am here to help.”
2. Say, “Calm down.”
This reminds me of a MadTV sketch where Bob Newhart plays a therapist who tells his patients to simply “Stop it!” whenever they express anxiety or fear. As a sketch, it’s funny. In real life, it’s one of the worst things you can do to someone having a panic attack. When someone tells me to “stop panicking” or to “calm down,” I just think, “Oh, okay. I haven’t tried that one. Hold on, let me get out a pen and paper and jot that down, you jerk.”
Instead of taking action so that they do relax, simply telling a panicking person to “calm down” or “stop it” does nothing. No-thing.
Alternate suggestion: The best thing to do is to listen and support. In order to calm them down without the generalities, counting helps.
3. Say, “I’m just going to leave you alone for a minute.”
Being left alone while panicking makes my heart race even harder. The last thing I want is to be left by myself with my troubled brain. Many of my panic attacks spark from over-thinking and it’s helpful to have another person with me, not only for medical reasons (in case I pass out or need water) but also it’s helpful to have another person around to force me to think about something other than the noise in my head.
Alternate suggestion: It sometimes helps me if the person I’m with distracts me by telling me a story or sings to me. I need to get out of my own head and think about something other than my own panic.
4. Say, “You’re overreacting.”
Here’s the thing: I’m not. Panic attacks might be in my head, but I’m in actual physical pain. If you’d cut open your leg, no one would be telling you you’re overreacting. It’s a common trope in mental health to diminish the feelings or experience of someone suffering from anxiety or panic because there’s no visible physical ailment and because there’s no discernible reason for the person to be having such a strong fear reaction.
The worst thing you can tell someone who is panicking is that they are overreacting.
Alternate suggestion: Treat a panic attack like any other medical emergency. Listen to what the person is telling you. Get them water if they need it. It helps me if someone rubs my back a little. If you’re in over your head, don’t hesitate to call 911 (or whatever the emergency services number is where you are). But please, take the person seriously. Mental health deserves the same respect as physical health.
we have literally created our own dialogue? language? here on tumblr and i think that is the most amazing thing ever
please disregard my shitty editing skills
no listen this is actually really amazing because this is a real thing. i think this counts as a pidgin language. a pidgin language is basically a changed, simplified version of a language. you can change the spellings of words, pronunciation, grammar rules, or even make up new words. i think. i’d have to research it a bit more to be sure but i’m 90% sure this is right. if its not a pidgin language, then its a lingua franca but thats more used for trade and stuff like that. but still a new language. so yes, we’ve created our own language. we’ve changed the whole sentence structure. we can trail off sentences, say things like “i just cant”, and use words like ship, OTP, fic, fandom, feels, and ship names and everyone will understand what you’re saying. the part that i love most is how people go “OMGH IM CRIIY NIG SOIOO HARD” and understand each other. for example “IM LIUA GHMNIG”. that one was incredibly easy, but if you knew that said “I’m laughing”, congratulations. You speak a pidgin language. we can even say stuff like “Does anyone know of a Johnlock fic, at least 20k words, not a WIP, with no OCs, and is Post-Reichenbach? Or just a Destiel PWP would be great.” To someone not on tumblr, that wouldn’t make any sense. but you understood, didn’t you? One characteristic of a pidgin language is that you have to learn it like a second language. Another characteristic is that it is frequently changing. tumblr goes through many trends with how we talk. if i remember correctly, when i first made an account about two years ago, talking like this wasn’t quite as common. also, that thing of suddenly capitalizing your sentence is fairly recent. you know, when people go “the new epISODE IS TOMORROW”. Like one of the people up there said, all of this is awesome because how else do you easily show emotion and tone over the internet? we’ve even made a whole sense of humour that most people here share in. There’s so much more that I could talk about with this, but i’m tired and i may be entirely wrong about everything. but yes. people on the fandom side of tumblr who speak like this are speaking a new language
It’s more amazing when you think that the new language was developed almost exclusively through indirect communication.
Man I wish I still had linguisitics classes because I am sure this totally counts as a pidgin language…
Oh man, paint me green and call me Shrek, YES. This is the kind of post I’ve been waiting for.
I’m a second year English linguistics major, and according to my studies, the “Tumblr lingo” doesn’t really fall into the category of a pidgin language, but that is a clever thought, and you were definitely on the right track. Pidgin languages are essentially contact languages between different cultures, with a limited vocabulary and system of rules, that disappears completely after having served its purpose.
My favorite example is Russenorsk, the now extinct pidgin language created by Russian and Norwegian fishermen. These two languages had nothing on common, and fishermen, not generally being known for their high levels of education, probably didn’t speak any language other than their own which could have acted as a lingua franca (as English does on Tumblr and in general). Russenorsk had words only related to fishing and trading (NOTHING ELSE, you couldn’t have held a conversation about, let’s say, politics with that one), and it disappeared when the contact between the two cultures was terminated. That’s a true pidgin: an awkward, albeit revolutionary attempt at communication that’s forced into existence by simple necessity. It resembles a natural language, but is not nearly as expressive or useful in a modern person’s day to day life as a natural language.
TLDR, a pidgin is a temporary, limited mishmash of words that is not comparable to what we have here.
Tumblr lingo doesn’t adopt rules or words from other cultures, we just contort our existing knowledge of the English language into new shapes, based on a system of new, unspoken, arbitrary rules; while the new words are mostly acronyms and shorthands for already existing, common English words.
As I see it, Tumblr lingo is a sociolect of English. Not a dialect, that would imply that there is a specific place where it’s spoken, and as we know, tumblr’s audience is shockingly diverse. A sociolect, on the other hand, isn’t limited by location. It’s determined more by common experience (let’s say a workplace, or yes, a website with a strong social aspect) and social status. It includes words and expressions that are only used in that setting, and it may or may not have rules regulating the social behavior of the members. (I’m thinking of ”YAAAAAAS” now, and how it came to take the place of “yes” in certain settings, for example. Our usual, everyday reaction to a given situation changes when we’re in the setting where the sociolect that requires it is used. What’s special about Tumblr in this case is that it requires unpredictable responses, which is really dang impressive and interesting.)
That takes the circle back to OP’s question: why do popular posts observe these rules. It seems to me that the rules of Tumblr lingo are most often observed by those who are, or wish to be “Tumblr famous” (see, who wish to belong to an “elite” group or pretend that they do), or have a successful, widely known post. The upper class of our little, broken society uses broken grammar and a bastardized version of English, and it is (probably) unconsciously seen as a status symbol. We value nonchalance and unpredictable, wild emotions, and the Tumblr lingo aims to reflect just that in written form. And yes, I do believe that the tag system did participate in the abandonment of punctuation in our speech, but I could probably write a whole study about that alone.
All in all, this phenomenon is not necessarily unique, but I have never seen it change a language so violently, and I think that’s absolutely fascinating.
An Israeli academic has claimed that raping wives and mothers of Palestinian Hamas militants is the only thing that could deter further terrorist attacks.
The remarks by renowned Middle East scholar Mordechai Kedar of Bar-Ilan University were made three weeks ago after the grim discovery of the bodies of the three kidnapped Israeli teenagers, but the recording was published online (in Hebrew) on Monday.
"The only thing that could deter a suicide bomber is knowing that if caught, his sister or his mother would be raped," said Kedar on Israel Radio Bet.
"It sounds very bad, but that’s the Middle East," he continued. "You have to understand the culture in which we live. The only thing that deters [Hamas leaders] is a threat to the connection between their heads and their shoulders."
To the shocked radio presenter who said that “we cannot take such steps, of course”, Kedar replied:
"I’m not talking about what we should or shouldn’t do. I’m talking about the facts. The only thing that deters a suicide bomber is the knowledge that if he pulls the trigger or blows himself up, his sister will be raped. That’s all. That’s the only thing that will bring him back home, in order to preserve his sister’s honor."
Kedar served for 25 years in the military intelligence, where he specialised in Islamic groups. He is currently a researcher at the right-wing Begin-Sadat Centre for Strategic Studies of Bar Ilan but previously worked for a shadowy organisation, the Israel Academia Monitor, which fights left-leaning academic professors.
At which point do you say ‘enough is enough’ and speak out against your hard earned tax dollars being sent to/your leaders supporting this country?
Ethnic cleansing, targeting civilians, ambulances, hospitals, harvesting organs of dead Palestinians without consent, forced sterilisation of Ethiopians, land grab, apartheid wall, illegal settlements, and now incitement to rape - is it time to wake up, world?
What the hell
Everyone is always speaking out on rape culture and how much we need to stop rape from happening. I would like to see this also added to the protests.
Let’s see if y’all can signal boost this and make it big…
Because at the moment, there’s only a handful of people actually protesting this. The rest of you are only worried about yourselves…
Ghost Girl (by Kevin Francis Gray)
man but this photoset ignores some of my favorite things about this piece
it gives it more of a story i think
Every time I see this I must reblog!!
Not something I would usually reblog, but it’s so beautiful.
Shifting to Skyrim [Closed RP with ThErenYeager]
“Eren,” said Zecorah, slowing the horses to a walk to give them a break from trotting, gently scolding,”You are a warrior. Hold your head up!”
Her lips curled into a smile, “You are a proud fighter. Bow your head to no one. Show the world those fierce eyes.”
[[Shit I wanna get more screencaps of the roads to Winterhold but damn if I’m to exhausted to take them right now. Well, I’ll have plenty of time to do that shit when I have no internet. -w-]]
Eren blinked and felt ashamed for a moment before what she said really registered into his system and a small grin spread across his face. “Yeah, you are right, thank you.”
It was really lucky that Zecorah was the one to find him a few days ago, she was great and good with cheering him up. Though he was slightly flustered about the comment on his eyes, people seemed to always notice those.
Clearing her throat, Zecorah alternated her attention between the road and Eren, “Where we’re going, the College…. I’m actually the appointed Archmage there; I didn’t want the position because I travelled a lot, but they insisted. I master in Conjuration magic, but I am familiar with Destruction, Restoration, Illusion, and all the other classes of magic. Still, when it comes down to it, I am a master of summoning.”
Ama yawned as she trailed beside Domino; she lazily looked up at her master when the Argonian uttered a quick incantation. A small void opened up slightly ahead of them, a strange, fiery creature manifesting itself.
“This is a fire atronach,” she explained, “It’s a manifestation of fire magic which possesses limited intelligence—enough to understand orders. Basically a puppet to provide offensive support for the mage.”
The magic beast levitated, following quietly beside them, seemingly skating along the ground, leaving a trail of embers in its wake.