What DE-sesnetitzed you?
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I watched a few autopsies and operations when I was thinking about pursuing medicine, so that got me round being squeamish. A couple of dissections also helped.
As for actually desensitising me fully, reading stuff like Dexter and American Psycho is generally enough to turn me completely impersonal for a week. I already very much enjoy violence/suffering imposed on whoever, so it's not much of a transition.
As for actually desensitising me fully, reading stuff like Dexter and American Psycho is generally enough to turn me completely impersonal for a week. I already very much enjoy violence/suffering imposed on whoever, so it's not much of a transition.
I occasionally have jaded moments when all my usual diversions suddenly lose their appeal and seem pointless and boring, but I'm still as squeamish as ever, and as predisposed to cry manly tears during Bambi or suchlike. And the attacks of ennui tend to be brief and infrequent, so on the whole, I'm still quite sensitive.
My fingertips are slightly desensitised to heat from working as a Kitchen Porter. Thats probably not what is meant.
My fingertips are slightly desensitised to heat from working as a Kitchen Porter. Thats probably not what is meant.
The internet.
It's weird though, I can look at gory pictures and stuff fine.
But videos?
0__0 Like that mexican chainsaw beheading video, you could hear the scream and it was just like ugh
It's weird though, I can look at gory pictures and stuff fine.
But videos?
0__0 Like that mexican chainsaw beheading video, you could hear the scream and it was just like ugh
This, although I detest Saw-style explicit gore; I much prefer my horror subtle.trollax said:
Anyways, I can't exactly remember when it happened, it just sort've did.
Capcha - Snapple. wtf?
I was never sensitive in the first place. Disclaimer: I don't claim to be some sort of higher order being. From the beginning I could distinguish between reality and fiction, so video games, movies, and whatever didn't change my overall outlook. Real stuff happening sickens me though. I can't stand the sight of copious amounts of blood/gore, unless it's my own. If it's my blood and guts I get really interested. But as for fictional media, it just doesn't do that for me, and as far as I can remember, it never has.
I did too. It was so beautiful!Eclpsedragon said:
OT: I never was all that sensitive to gore or something else that may be deemed offensive, but I make an effort to be as desensitized as possible, because there's not much point in being sensitive about things. I do enjoy being emotionally moved though, and Okami's "Reset" being played at the end is a good example of that.
I watched Salems Lot when I was like, nine. Must confess, it kinda fucked me up. For years.
Thankfully, it also means I am immune to all horror now. Not that any horror films that are made these days could be called 'horror'...
Thankfully, it also means I am immune to all horror now. Not that any horror films that are made these days could be called 'horror'...
Mostly just kicking round the internet, thought movies and an interest in First Aid/medicine also helped.
If I had to point to one major thing, I'd say the infamous ED 'Offended' page worked on me. That thing is fucking awful, but it's a desensitising machine.
If I had to point to one major thing, I'd say the infamous ED 'Offended' page worked on me. That thing is fucking awful, but it's a desensitising machine.
Alcohol, marijuana, paracetamol, general anaesthetic, hefty blows to the head...
Oh.
Things like "two girls one cup", "one man one jar" and seeing the piled up, dismembered and impaled corpses of a South American village. No entertainment media has done so appreciably though.
Funny that, apparently I have the ability to not care about the not real and care about the real. Who knew?
Oh.
Things like "two girls one cup", "one man one jar" and seeing the piled up, dismembered and impaled corpses of a South American village. No entertainment media has done so appreciably though.
Funny that, apparently I have the ability to not care about the not real and care about the real. Who knew?