I know I have made some dumb comments, and I appreciate when people bring it to my attention. I can't change unless I'm told.
CRASH--SPLASH--TING! You have GOT to be kidding me.
Something will always go wrong. Particularly since this titration off the bezos takes such a long time, I'm expecting more than one screw up to happen.
I learned a crucial lesson about myself while this is going on: don't over book yourself, and stick to a simple routine. Only add a challenging aspect when you know in your gut you can deal with whatever outcome, and expect outcomes to have ripple effects a few days later.
This is an example of cognitive freeze response that isn't your classic social anxiety freeze. The fun part about doing a titration is you never know if it's your wean or your disorder causing the problem.
It's easier to get through life with many thinking I'm an asshole/space case than saying a word barely anyone understands, then try to explain myself. Repeatedly.
Alright! I did it! I've been able to start walking down a path of a healthier lifestyle by including exercise into my life. ... Why can I lift my arms?