Was severe albeit functional alcoholic til age 40. AA never worked. What finally worked was harm reduction, moderation management. Medical marijuana became a thing, and just one hit of a pocket pipe of medical grade indica... good for hours. No longer needed to drink a case of beer each night.

1st few years... I'd say, I'll let myself have 8 beers this year. Next year was 6. Year after, 3. By then, triggered addiction cravings stopped happening.

So weird, how overpowering the addiction felt when I was trapped in it.

Can't cite sources, just want to reaffirm. Kept running into that concept when researching game design, advertising, psychology.

Just 5 minutes ago, tried to google search a topic, got instead a blank white page saying we don't recognize your phone traffic, please complete this capcha to prove you're not a robot.

Sawyer squeeze. Used to spend more than $100 a month on bottled water. Not anymore.

Not specific to your situation, just a process I recently went through. White female, thick, wavy, unruly hair. For decades, most haircut, style places were white people focused. Most white women have fine, straight hair. These places just didn't know what to do with me.

Few months back, did research. 2a to 2c hair. Reading stuff online, many people with same hair were black women, sharing tips. So I went to a salon, all black staff and customers. Said, I'm having trouble figuring out what to do with my hair, anyone feel OK educating me?

Nice older black woman said with a smile, come over here white girl, let's see what we can do. Glad I took a risk. Best haircut, style, ever. She turned me on to a lot of good hair products.

First job was at a fast food place. One day, a car at the drive thru was hurling abuse, threats at the cashier. Manager of the restaurant made sure their order was ready as quickly as possible. Then, as a bunch of us watched, she opened each burger and spit on each one, smeared it into the bread so it wouldn't be noticed, rewrapped, and then handed them to the customer personally.

That's when I learned to ALWAYS be polite to the people who prepare and serve your food. And to always open up a burger or sandwich b4 I bite into it.

A dead rat. I found it, gave it funeral rites, put it in a tiny plastic coffin, stored it in the freezer. From time to time, I'd take the coffin out, put it in my bag, carry around with me for several hours, so the rat's soul wouldn't feel lonely. Then back in the freezer. This went on for at least a year.

My biggest fear, given mental health issues, wondering through out life if I'm going insane, seeing things, hallucinating, etc...

I'm terrified that the moment of death, I won't be able to tell if it's real or not. So it will be an infinitely protracted moment, and right now, I may already be in that moment.

I can't tell you how much I care what you think. Thanks very much for sharing!

If everyone was as perfect as you, the world would be a very boring place.

Wow. Thousands of years, billions of humans. And I got lucky to find the one human who is the pinnacle of evolution, who possesses all knowledge, has unlocked the secrets of the universe. How did you achieve this? Please, tell me your secret.

I went to old school, pre second Vatican council Latin masses. On our knees on other days in dusty, stone walled rooms, heads down, everyone quietly counting rosary beads. Had to wear veil over head to enter church because women's bare heads weren't fit for the eyes of god. Large cathedrals, Latin chanting bouncing echoes off walls. Hunky jesus nailed to cross behind gaudy altar, his loincloth sculpted so teasingly low.

No longer believe in god, but damn, the theatrical pomp was next class, probably influenced work I do as an artist, and why I like bdsm so much.

Any person I've met who was born into money, been well off their entire lives... even if polite, well meaning, they can be so out of touch, condescending. Meanwhile people I've met who've known poverty, hardship, struggle.... way more down to earth, non-judgmental, willing to share what little they have

Juggling. Friend decades ago taught me how to group juggle with other people. Lots of fun. But I've learned never to admit I'm into juggling, cuz apparently it's serial killer weird