listen to your heart 😌

[parrygripp]

"Can You Handle Your Emotions?"

Emotions are... eh. We all have them, whether we want to or not. Some people have control over their emotions, and some people let their emotions control them. Where does your character fall on this spectrum? More importantly, what's their relationship with their emotions like? Do they bury everything deep, deep down inside, or are they the first one to cry over a sappy movie? Do they even know how they feel about what's going on inside? Pretty meta stuff.

• No blank top-levels.
• Instead, characters are to respond to the proposed question: can you handle your emotions? / are you in touch with your feelings?
• Get deep. Look within. Hear, think feel... or don't.

Comments

[thedevilsworkisneverdone]

Noted.

If you can control it, wouldn't that be a minor form of repression all its own? Everyone does in some ways and it's just a matter of degrees.

I don't understand how that's a question. I help the bird, obviously.

I don't necessarily mean sin in the eyes of God but there is something of a social sin as well in the idea that I think there's an inherent selfishness not doing what we can when we can. Recognizing that personal circumstances are limiting, if people have the means, they should help the bird.

[zsaszy]

It depends on your point of view. Repression is denial, control is selection and I view it as discernment not repression. You're right that people modulate themselves but the why is the distinction. Restraining yourself because you should and restraining yourself because you choose are not degrees of the same thing.

And that instinct is just as as viable as the primal rejection of vulnerability. Others might ignore or crush the bird to eliminate weakness.

I'm not opposed to helping the bird, but I consider the circumstances.

[thedevilsworkisneverdone]

I would argue that the choice of it all is what makes it restraint. You can choose how to let those things out and the time and place and maybe the determination is that there is no appropriate time or place.

The primal rejection of vulnerability feels like a rejection of some measure of humanity. The destruction of an innocent thing simply because it's weak feels sociopathic to me.

Sure, there are circumstances. If the bird is dangling on a ledge of a skyscraper, there are things to weigh but ultimately if there is no cost, then the decision not to be kind is condemning.