Keep an eye oh the canary.
Back in the day, miners would carry a caged bird down into the tunnels with them. If they happened to hit a pocket of poison gas, the bird would be affected first. If the bird suddenly died, they knew there was a problem.
I'm noticed something lately that caught my attention. My libido has crashed. Normally, I have the sex drive of a Greek god. My therapist agrees. Anyway, my libido is my early warning sign, and it's been dropping in the last 2 weeks. This isn't the only change I've noticed, just the most obvious and most consistent. The bottom line is that something is wrong, and I need to do something about it.
So I've been thinking a lot about these things lately, and I realised that I see much of the world through 3 filters: medicine, aikido, and psychology. I've tried to find solutions in each of these areas. Meds, therapy, meditation, exercise, sleep, journaling, company, distraction, and confrontation and nothing has worked. I used to medicate with alcohol, but my liver has decided to turn into a whiny bitch, so i've had to cut back.
I have no fucking idea where I'm going with this.
Back in the day, miners would carry a caged bird down into the tunnels with them. If they happened to hit a pocket of poison gas, the bird would be affected first. If the bird suddenly died, they knew there was a problem.
I'm noticed something lately that caught my attention. My libido has crashed. Normally, I have the sex drive of a Greek god. My therapist agrees. Anyway, my libido is my early warning sign, and it's been dropping in the last 2 weeks. This isn't the only change I've noticed, just the most obvious and most consistent. The bottom line is that something is wrong, and I need to do something about it.
So I've been thinking a lot about these things lately, and I realised that I see much of the world through 3 filters: medicine, aikido, and psychology. I've tried to find solutions in each of these areas. Meds, therapy, meditation, exercise, sleep, journaling, company, distraction, and confrontation and nothing has worked. I used to medicate with alcohol, but my liver has decided to turn into a whiny bitch, so i've had to cut back.
I have no fucking idea where I'm going with this.
if not, i guess figuring out what's wrong is next.
at any rate, i hope you feel better soon. perhaps there is a confrontation soon? internally or externally, this is the time of year for it.
i wonder if there is a pill that can give me seletive autism . . . you know, for holidays and times like this. i'll call pfizer.