So my brother and cousin had a show at a place called the jazzhaus. It was packed. People everywhere. Not a place I would’ve liked to find myself when I was sick. It feels like a miracle how much reliably better I’ve gotten. People aren’t telepathic any more. I can hallucinate if I plan it out or intentionally go to that frame of mind where I’m thinking for other people. I must have had five or six beers over the course of 5 hours. Had good conversation. Nothing to deep. I’ve learned to respect people regardless of what they believe and how they think. It’s more how they act, you can tell when someone is fully alive or when they are being reserved, for some people being fully alive is being reserved. Anycase it was a good night. It reinforced my recovery and the breaking of my psychological tendencies to be afraid and untrusting of people.
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That’s good BryanAshley…
nice to hear.
i drink a bit sometimes, had a good meal and theatre and 2 small glasses wine last night, and Q and A after with the actors
That is a great thing to keep in mind… Can I get an Amen…
Thank you for that.
Everyone has their own thing going and being reserved or even their beliefs has nothing to do with what sort of person they are… I’ll be pondering this.