You know what I realized....

All the worst experiences in my life, including a very terrible one just yesterday, I wouldn't trade for anything in the world. You know the old cliche "what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger".... well that's a bit oversimplified IMO.

When it comes right down to it, what goes up (your mood, your mind, whatever) must come down. What goes down must come up. And if you learn a little something from the experience, you can learn to appreciate what you couldn't see before, and have a mind that is in balance. When you attain balance, you're contented somewhere in the middle, and the only antithesis of the middle can be the middle, hence halting the mental roller-coaster.

Intensely bad experiences can be incredibly valuable, because they give you perspective and can force you to acknowledge the stuff going on in your head that you wouldn't fully face before. And after my most recent hellish experience, I was forced to acknowledge some major changes in my life I had to make but couldn't face up to. And I realized what I'm really capable of accomplishing.

It's not so much what the experience does to you, as what you take from it. So keep that in mind.

- My stoned thought for the day:smokin::stoned:

Every experience in your life, positive or negative, eventually shapes you into the person you are meant to be.

I agree to an extent, some of the experiences I've had I wouldnt wish upon anyone, but others have been quite the learning exoerience. Also one night/day I had a near death experience, that is actually quite a wild story, and makes for a great party story.

Indeed...bad experiences always tend to open your eyes more to what ever it may be.

But now Im curious as to what happened to you yesterday....if i may ask

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Originally Posted by Acouwaila

But now Im curious as to what happened to you yesterday....if i may ask

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Basically when I finally got to bed at 1:00am I couldn't stop thinking about all the things on my mind, all the stuff I was worrying about and didn't know what to do. So that turned into a harsh panic attack that made my extremities cold, my breathing shallow, my adrenaline pumping non-stop, stress levels through the roof, and made me face all the things that worried me but I wouldn't fully face up to what had to be done (and some very hard decisions had to be made). By 11:00am (a hefty 10 hours later) I was still having the panic attack, my adrenaline STILL wouldn't stop, and I was incredibly exhausted but couldn't rest or even keep my legs from shaking. So at that point I took some Lorazepam (or ativan) and after an hour I was still full of anxiety, but calmed down enough that I managed to get to sleep for about 4 hours. I was so stressed I literally thought I was losing my mind, my perceptions were just f*cked.

Anywhoo I'm glad that's over, and my menal state is healthier than ever. Shit's gettin' done at this point:pimp: