EndogenousRebel
Even a mean person is trying their best, right?
It's my third time going cold turkey on nicotine and honestly I've come to the conclusion that I kind of like the whole withdrawal process.
Sure the symptoms can be annoying, mostly the raspy throat. However, it's just kind of cool knowing exactly what is the cause of the negative sensations.
You experience first hand your brain having to compensate and react to a lack of it's expected nicotine/dopamine in the blood stream. There's a satisfaction in the certainty of what's causing it.
Thinking about it in a cerebral way and how these are just signals or byproducts of event that are interpreted is cool.
The same thing with bruises I may get. Seeing the damaged tissue and feeling the ache and being able to push on it, trying to split the difference between sensations of pressure and pain.
With the withdrawal or pain it's weird to just close my eyes in a quite place and sit, lean into the pain, make it the focus of my attention, and think about how nebulous our understanding is the brain is as a system. Maybe draw some pride and satisfaction from the pain.
I'm not a masochist. I don't like getting hurt and I don't like most injuries. Though as soon as this fascination comes to mind, even mid cramp, I start push my luck and fidgeting in ways to agitate the pain.
Am I the only freak?
Sure the symptoms can be annoying, mostly the raspy throat. However, it's just kind of cool knowing exactly what is the cause of the negative sensations.
You experience first hand your brain having to compensate and react to a lack of it's expected nicotine/dopamine in the blood stream. There's a satisfaction in the certainty of what's causing it.
Thinking about it in a cerebral way and how these are just signals or byproducts of event that are interpreted is cool.
The same thing with bruises I may get. Seeing the damaged tissue and feeling the ache and being able to push on it, trying to split the difference between sensations of pressure and pain.
With the withdrawal or pain it's weird to just close my eyes in a quite place and sit, lean into the pain, make it the focus of my attention, and think about how nebulous our understanding is the brain is as a system. Maybe draw some pride and satisfaction from the pain.
I'm not a masochist. I don't like getting hurt and I don't like most injuries. Though as soon as this fascination comes to mind, even mid cramp, I start push my luck and fidgeting in ways to agitate the pain.
Am I the only freak?