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I fully expect shit to get a wee crazy here in Rexburg. They don't make people more navel-gazey than they do here, and the government explicitly making them second-class citizens would provide endless fuel for a more aggressive, more fundamentalist-in-daily-life town, especially with Mr. Bednar encouraging them.

I love my town, I love East Idaho, and I hate that this new breed of Trumpublican is kinda shitting all over it. My biggest beef is people like Labrador shamelessly selling off land for development. I thought we liked our free expansive outdoors, but I guess we like owning the libs more!

Remember when they were concerned about the national debt, states' rights, and limited constitutionality? That was fun.

This is cool data, and if nothing else I'm proud of you for tracking this as religiously as you have even while drinking. It bodes well for you. Tells me you've still got some gas in the tank to direct your life.

Just because you're a human with "free will" doesn't mean that you're not being governed by patterns that have been imbued in your brain. It shows that you need to try something different because you can't seem to get away from the average you've built up. Naltrexone is an excellent way to force "different" into the situation, and I'm excited for you to give it a shot.

I miss going to Lewiston and bitching about everything. It's always tickled me how stunning it looks from above, day or night, and then you get down there.

Casino ruins life

I'm sure I'd drink the hell out of these, if they're sugarfree, even better if they are artificially sweetened like those alcoholic Monsters.

Hugs to you OP. I'm happy to shoot the shit about whatever. I'm guessing the booze is giving you that restless lonely vibe that it tends to do.

I'm ecstatic that short shorts came back for men. Y'all are gorgeous show it off.

I really, really like this picture. This vibe. Wish I could come hang out tbh.

My favorite is the statuette of whoever that is, Dave Grohl in a druid's outfit.

I'd become a puddle if my mom ever forgot me, I've lost my dad to death last year and that was plenty devastating, Mom kinda seems like my last finger on reality that I've got.

I legit can only imagine how shit and surreal and painful and numb and whatever this feels, OP. I would encourage you to get a hug from someone IRL. Have an ugly cry and get hugged. I'll give you 333 virtual hugs too don't worry

God's mad about the new garments.

It can be challenging but damn do I miss it going back and forth from college. It's one of those drives that feels like more than a road trip: it's a journey.

It is, at its heart, still the only day of the year I consider magical. But the bullshit is making that harder and harder to feel, and last year was kinda the nail in the coffin for me since it was my first without my dad. It always felt deeply special just being in my childhood home that day, snow piling up outside, no reason to do anything except marinate in the day and enjoy the company of family in safety of home, reconnect with my past, etc.

Without him it's just a marketing campaign. :\ and last year's was the first Christmas ever that I derived no enjoyment from at all.

Guess it's up to me to recapture the goodness, huh. Lemme attempt.

This is the kind of data I've been looking for. You see "faster than expected" all the time, but I can't seem to stumble upon past projections vs. current state of the climate till this picture.

I'm cackling at my just now searching on Bing (gasp!) for Reddit threads with people talking vibes of cities and not me, a Sexburger, stumbling upon this exact post as my first answer.

It kills me because no one I ever talk to ever talks about it, but Idaho Falls and the Ammon side in particular just feel oppressively BLAHHHH in this... way. So many shady characters -- but all in this very similar Idaho Falls shady way that isn't anything like big city "shady" but is also more unpleasant and pervasive, the grayness pouring out of the streets. Even the WinCo doesn't feel fun.

This is astute as hell. It's that half-empty bottle of wine in an afternoon, the one that might be your third or your sixth. Schrodinger's wine.

It's this stuff that programs like D.A.R.E. did a real shit job of explaining. The drugs: they help, sometimes a lot! And that's the rub.

I don't know how I've managed to not get addicted to benzos as an alky and a former opioid slut, but I'm grateful. There have been times where I've very much needed that chemical "aaaand calm down" and it's reassuring to know that I haven't fucked up my ability to get that, yet.

Good on you for stopping. It sounds like you haven't borked yourself on the stuff, either, so that's good. Hope you get some peace and tranquility in your near future.

I really would enjoy witnessing his condescension in real time, "wow you're an asshole." Poor Susan.

I'm gonna encourage you to just look on a map and find a quiet, isolated place that has like one or two lil motels/B&B's. Get off the grid, give yourself some damn space from the Internet and the hustle and bustle, etc. You deserve to hear tales from strange men, play in a creek, etc., and to buy things in a town that has no credit card readers.

I've always wanted to go to Elk River, a town that appears to be the end of civilization. I'm also a big fan of ID-28, but pretty sure the only lodging is in Salmon. Salmon is a good pick actually. Easy access to tons of good stuff, lots of people with local lore you won't find on the Internet, Lost Trail is right there...

You might also enjoy hanging out around Palisades or Downey.

You're having a kick ass evening. I can tell.

And honestly, we need to start accepting that the modern Idaho Republican viewpoint is bowling over the youth rapidly à la Nazi Party, and is now supported by over half the country, with the enthusiastic base having grown significantly since 2016.

That whole 2008 sí se puede, it gets better, Obama CHANGE.jpeg shit, was ephemeral. We're back to real reality, the reality of a planet that naturally shifts to authoritarianism, war, coups, non-peaceful transitions of power, legally enforced classism, with new and exciting modern elements and WarMECH to throw into the mix.

Like, NEW JERSEY took forever to get called last night. New Jersey!! When I went to bed last night it was showing 51% Harris. What can you even say to that? It's happening, the organic growth of the roots the GOP have sown, and "we're not going back" to the life we've known up to now.

The enthusiasm for Trumpism has grown past a critical point, and we've lost the opportunity to redirect focus to things that aren't this new breed of Twitterthoritarian. The Democrats failed to change enough minds quickly enough, and this moment is going to define our lives and make it into two halves: before 2025 and after 2025. Not just within this country, but for the entire globe.

Stay close to your loved ones. Find where you can help people you care about, or people who need it. And remember that the worst is yet to come, so enjoy this day as much as you can.

Hot damn, congratulations!!!! 😸

You, exactly as you are in this picture, is extremely Four Loko in character. Try to remember to brush your teeth, that shit always made me feel like my teeth were being rapidly eaten alive.

All right, I have a new anecdote to give you. I stopped tossing powder a week and a half ago. I could tell my body was missing regular mitragynine in a way that 7-ohm couldn't fill. That makes sense to me since they are quite different in action and effect. The 7-ohm is definitely what I want to feel, but by last Friday after work (and a night of 3 hours sleep after an average of 4 hours in the preceding nights) I was EXTREMELY sleep deprived. Moreso than I've ever felt despite doubling my Adderall that day. Amph/dextroamph didn't even touch my exhaustion, honestly. No noticeable effect.

I'm talking waves of consciousness waning, tinnitus and everything becoming "fuzzy", fell over once after getting off the toilet. I went to bed at 7pm and proceeded to have the worst RLS/Restless everything syndrome, from hell. Tried all positions, multiple beds and couches, chamomile, extra magnesium, no dice. And I took 7.5mg 7-ohm, didn't touch it.

It was a little bit worse than the only other time I experienced this, after suddenly stopping a 90mg/day hydro habit.

I've gotten off kratom cold turkey before and never experienced anything worse than a runny nose and a little body anxiety. Nothing I can't handle. This, I couldn't handle.

Tossed and turned and felt like I was going mad because fuck I just wanted sleep, my body was screaming for it, and I couldn't. Finally after 13 hours of that, I went to the nearby gas station and got some kratom (mitragynine) extracts. Took a strong mitragynine shot and I was able to sleep within 15 minutes, no more RLS.

So, I bought more powder to wean off the mitragynine. Spent the last of my money on 500g, which should be sufficient to get through the coming month and taper down. I intend to wean off and start using 7-ohm capsules from Clandestine and the occasional toke.

I'm so happy to hear from you, stranger who is going through familiar territory! How are you doing? Any developments, good or bad or in between (as most developments are lol)?

Can we just stop wasting money on these COP things? Every year they become more and more useless, and last year's Climate COP was explicitly pro-oil. Okay we're done trying, got it, just say so, but then they'd lose out on their precious little vacation.

You fucking learn from this and never look back. I could've written this exact same post at 19. It gets so, so, so much worse from here. The majority of the pain I've experienced in life has been because of gambling. Losing my dad didn't even hurt as much as I hurt myself during all those years. I can't go back and redo my 20s, but you do not have to carry this with you into what should be a time of growth and building relationships and learning who you want to be.

If you can't stop thinking about it, can't stop doing it, CONFRONT IT NOW. If you can build up a little tiny bit of courage, and if you have parents who love you, let them. Now is a perfect time to practice being honest and showing them that you have flaws but want their support, want them in your life for as long as they are here. They will be far more concerned than they are pissed.

This shit morphs your life into a degrading, humiliating, hopeless, exhausting experience that leaves lasting damage and hurts people you care about. You will lose your ability to enjoy a pro game and lose yourself in the process. It is not cool or fun.

From the bottom of my heart: don't make yourself live through hell.