Afterall, don’t we all suffer from feelings of loneliness and isolation from time to time. Perhaps we suffer from these things more than we’re willing to admit. Isn’t is possible that what is causing us to think of that person in the first place is the simple fact that they wish to be thought of?
Over the long years, I have associated drinking alcohol with relaxation and the pleasure of drunken dopamine. Now I increasingly see my alcohol and marijuana cravings as gateways to sleep deprivation, hangovers, gastro intestinal issues, weight gain, bloating, brain fog, and general unpleasantness.
I didn’t realize how incredibly exhausted I really was. I had become numb to feeling tired all of the time, and still, I got up every morning, drank a pot of coffee, and powered through it. That was my strategy for dealing with extreme sleep deprivation. And at some point a few months ago, I hit a wall.
Since I had never refused to take a hit of pot before (pretty much ever), I hadn’t noticed the Pavlovian reaction in social situations. Pulling bong hits was something altogether different. Shit, I had gone and classically conditioned myself!
Ugh, I really should have checked the alcohol content (%) of the beer before I bought it. Especially for a guy who’s trying to be mindful of his alcohol consumption! Turns out, these particular IPAs were 8.5% pints. That’s like totally danger zone for me.