The Viable Alternative

I thought I was the only one who dealt with morning anxiety where as soon as you wake up, you get a flood of negative thoughts and anxious feelings about life which get your day off to a bad start. However, after encountering a number of other people with similar experiences, I’m finding that it’s quite a common occurrence.

This past Monday I did my first MDMA session.  Now before I share my experience, I must disclose that MDMA IS ILLEGAL IN THE UNITED STATES although I believe it’s now in stage 4 of clinical trials by the FDA and is slated to be legalized for trauma treatment by earliest, next year.  Also, I’m not a doctor nor a therapist.  This post is not meant to be medical advice.  I encourage anyone reading this not to take my word for it, but do their own research.  I also do not condone frivolous use of this substance as it is not a toy.  If you do decide to try it, seek the assistance of an appropriate professional.

The other day, I was listening to an interview with NY Times Bestselling author, Tucker Max, in which he talked about his journey of healing and personal development.

I’ve never been a drug user. The most I’ve ever tried are weed and alcohol, and I’ve never had any interest whatsoever of ever going beyond that to something harder.

Do you have a friend who, when he’s totally sober, is an amazing person, who you enjoy hanging out with, but when he gets some alcohol in him, not so much? He becomes this mean, angry, combative person, who tries to fight any and everyone who he thinks looked at him funny or copped some type of imaginary attitude with him? With him, it’s like the Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde story, where you don’t even recognize who he is. Read more…

There was a time in our lives, up until about 2-3 years old, when we couldn’t talk. So we dealt with the world around us strictly through our emotions.

• When we felt hungry, we cried.
• When our diapers needed changing, we cried.
• When we were tired we cried.
• When we got scared, we cried.
• When we wanted to be carried or held, we cried.
• When something was taken away from us, or wanted something, we cried as well.

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Man, I heard a truly interesting story today. Read more…

I’m smiling because within the past week, I’ve had the pleasure of two separate one-on-one conversations with two female friends (who coincidentally have the same name), who, after repeatedly getting in unhealthy romantic relationships for most of their adult lives, were each able to get into the most whole, healthy relationships of their entire lives. In fact, one of them invited me to her wedding. The other told me that it was like she met her soul mate. Read more…

Yeah, so I took a couple of weeks off of writing this thing. After you share of your self the way I’ve been doing, on an energetic level you feel kind of open and “sore” (or at least that’s what it’s been like for me) and I didn’t have the “energy” to write anything, so I left this alone for a bit. Read more…

Once upon a time, you were a little child, completely helpless and dependent on your parents or caretakers for life itself. They knew it, and equally as important, YOU knew it. Read more…