Submitted 1 day ago by Samdell@lemmy.eco.br to greentext@sh.itjust.works
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My wife and I discussed something along these lines today. She said I would probably enjoy a nerdy gamer girl. I told her I’d end up pretty much like the sloth demon victim, completely unchallenged and lazy.
That’s not to say a female gamer couldn’t be a fulfilling, awesome girlfriend for anyone, but I know it wouldn’t be ideal for me.
Demon? Dude this sounds like heaven.
This implies your only worth as a human is what you produce or “accomplish” by other’s standards. It’s not for me personally, but there’s very much validity in a life spent enjoying life, and not just for a future success.
still if they are targeted they could derail human achievement, promising nasa worker? too bad you goth slothed
Explains my life tbh
isn’t the embodiement of the sin
So it’s not actually a giant slot with big titties like I was imagining? 😩
“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” - J.R.R. Tolkien
Doesn’t this imply that the world would progress as nornal, just with demons taking care of everything and all the humans just chilling at home? (Assuming the demon actually works and doesn’t just conjure up whatever it needs to take care of you)
I’ll take this one for the team, please send this demon to me.
Being the president isn’t that a good thing these days… Just saying… 😬
I'll volunteer to keep y'all safe from this demon.
Get in the line, buddy
Yeah and the line starts behind me, friend.
Are doing like a lottery selection or some time of raffle for this?
Thanks doom guy.
I feel like a sloth demon would take it a step further. You’d be enticed to napping, until one day you wake up from a nap, your face is wrinkled, every one of your friends has forgotten you, you’re alone with only the sloth demon. Your life has been wasted away lying in bed.
Remember that time you said you were gonna travel? You were gonna go to Japan, you said. Too late now. You’re too tired, you don’t have any money. All you have is the Sloth Demon.
One day, your girlfriend calls you for your third nap of the day, and little do you know, you won’t be awakening from that nap.
Your funeral has no attendees, at most you’re a minor headline on a social media post about mental health. Your girlfriend? Gone, gone to find her next victim. Sloth Demons may not go through as many victims as their lustful cousins, but they get every last morsel out of them.
Remember that time you said you were gonna travel? You were gonna go to Japan, you said. Too late now. You’re too tired, you don’t have any money. All you have is the Sloth Demon.
That’s the wombo combo of depression and poverty.
Now that is worth being scared of. Thank you
So, an energy vampire
You write that as if it’s abad thing but I’m sold already
Demons are meant to be tempting!
Thats called a Blerch.
Eat the whole cake, eat the whole goddamn thing. You earned it somehow
Isn’t that what the paradise supposed to be?
Kind of sounds like succubi.
Slaanesh’s sixth circle of seduction: indolency.
Yes please.
It’s all I’ve ever wanted
This is just a succubus with extra steps
Not trying to play the virtuous superbeing here, just trying to get some perspective: am I the only one who finds such relationships… draining? I mean, I like being offered attention and affection, a lot! But this time of relationship feels like having helicopter parents, overbearing.
The occasional surprise meal, or doing the cleaning alone when I’m sick and melting are all fine and dandy in my book, as long as it’s not a constant occurrence and reciprocation is involved - I like returning favours, almost more than I do receiving them.
Again, not trying to virtue signal, I want to understand if this is part of my avoidant bits, or if it’s part of the usual spectrum. Childhood-long fuckery requires lifelong study, apparently.
all this means is you’re more well-adjusted than the average 4chan user. congrats on your work
I mean, if we’re making up a story about a kind of demon it probably shouldn’t be a healthy relationship.
A succubus sucks your soul out through your crotch, which feels great until it doesn’t. That’s why its supposed to be a scary monster.
The post says, “until you die of natural causes”, but for a counterpart to a succubus I think it would much more appropriate if it was able supernaturally influence you to reduce your worries and make you more and more dependent on it (just as a succubus can supernaturally charm its victims). Gradually you care about less and less as you lose all motivation, and at the end you don’t even bother to struggle as your soul is ripped from your body.
Fair point and completely agree, but I was trying to divorce it a bit from the mythical/greentext framing (sorry if I left it ambiguous!) and referring to the more realistic version of such relationships, namely of the spouse/romantic partner/SO/you name it who plays a dutiful/doting parent for their partner.
In that case, I think outright malicious intent is seldom a direct driver for this type of relationship, usually has to do with either codependence, enforced Old Timey norms, and other such quasi-external/artificial sources. I do agree that the mythology around Succubi is a fine cautionary tale of what the result will be on the doted-upon partner’s end, very hard to develop one’s complexity when little to nothing is required of them in terms of effort in order to exist (not talking about poverty and such, just about normal everyday life stuff, like washing dishes, taking out the trash, cooking, paying bills, etc.).
And that’s what generates the confusion and the need to clarify in me. I understand that the way I’ve been raised hasn’t been necessarily conducive to objective reasoning in terms of interpersonal relationships and I’m trying to figure out if/where there are any lingering points of bias from this perspective within my processing.
It’s infantilizing. I would never treat a grown man that way, nor would I live with a guy who expected to be ‘taken care of’ to that extent. It implies a lack of trust in your ability to take care of yourself. I want a partner, not another child to take care of!
You are average in this, I would say.
Thank you! It genuinely is a load off my mind now that it’s clear I’m not off the mark with this one!:))
And that’s exactly it! Partnership, and that implies equal give and take on both sides (with compassionately compensating for one another when really needed)!
And very well said in terms of trusting one another to be capable of taking care of themselves! Worst case scenario, if it happens that the methods of approaching the same task vary greatly between the two parties (talking about how one washes the dishes, not how often, for example), these things can always be mitigated through clear and open discussion! This is also comes down to trust, as I see it.
Thanks so much once again! Sanity check complete with zero errors!❤️
To answer your question, yes, they are draining.
Why? Well you are living with another, who was not raised like you, live like you, or grew like you. Completely different and in each of these minutiae of differences you can find issues. Essentially it works in tandem with expectations and why they are still wanted.
It gives you emotional comfort, it gives you physical comfort, and above all else you start to form a union. Something so uniequely both of you that you have changed and so have they, in ways you couldn’t imagine alone.
It is your parent and your child. Someone you will care for, and someone who will care for you. It keeps you grounded from flying to high, keeps your mind to consider someone before yourself.
The benefit is the world becoming dominable, while nothing has really changed. A partner is a helicopter parent because you tell them who you are and what you want, they just remind you of your own expectations and keep you faithful to it.
They are just a mirror of your own wants, needs, and wishes. So it is your own actions and words that will reflect.
If it is draining, it is because you have not interacted enough with the world to realize you are always being drained. Finding something of meaning to pour into becomes fantastically magical. Suddenly you are no longer drained, it is a willful action to pour and be captured by a vessel of your choosing.
These types of comments is why I conseder lemmy to be the best of social media.
Oh, I think there’s a misunderstanding, I wasn’t referring to relationships in general, only the ones where one of the partners is expected/insists on doing all of the household/caretaking tasks by themselves, those I find overbearing and draining.
Relationships overall, quite the contrary! I generally find them fulfilling, although I show a tendency to seek familiarity, which means unhealthy dynamics and, frequently, unpleasant endings… That’s 75% on me and my still-mending patterns (because I am aware there are many manipulators who specifically seek out their targets).
And I don’t find the world in general draining, either! What drains me is hate, greed, bigotry, xenophobia of all shapes and sizes, everything driving some of our species to commit horrible acts. But to say that the world in general drains me is to be unfair to the myriad people who are beacons of wisdom, who have that particular spark which lights up a whole room, those who can see even the tiniest details and set them into wonderfully intricate webs of causality!
Not just that, but the world itself is wondrous! I cannot but feel recharged when I see a starry night sky, or a warm summer sunset, sit and listen to the waves crashing against the shore, or just lose myself for hours in meditation listening to rain pattering over everything around me!
I’m not seeing the problem here…
Anon is probably peojecting a bit of his current life in here. Except with no sloth demon mommy, and just on his computer all day.
I think anon might be a bit of an incel…
Aren’t all anons?
Anon forgets people actually have jobs.
If a “sloth demon” took care of all my household needs I’d just spend more time doing my job
Why? My sloth demon is covering my needs. Don’t bother going to work, demon covers it.
bhamlin@lemmy.world 1 hour ago
Don’t threaten me with a good time!