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DAE???

I've been trying akuamma seeds today and yesterday to kinda get a feel for them, and I know that some people here have been wanting reviews on them. To preface this, I use red vein kratom a few times a week, usually in doses of 3/4 to 1 teaspoon (which I'm estimating to be about 2-3.5 grams) and wouldn't consider myself tolerant to it. I'm naturally sensitive to drugs as well.

I first tried one akuamma seed, chewed, shell and all. It might be one of the worst things I've ever tasted. I wasn't about to throw up or anything, but it was horribly bitter, and I washed it down with water as soon as I had crunched it up enough. From the one seed, I felt pain relief, a little sedation, a different

Try to remember this before you attempt to objectively argue whether a song or style is "good" or "bad".

Sure, you can find a song to be generic, sloppily made, or any number of things. Those are still opinions, and, while they might explain why you don't like a song, they don't make a song good or bad.

I just feel that way too many arguments come up on YouTube, on this subreddit, and in any number of places about whether a song is good or not, so I think everyone could use a reminder that there's no point arguing about whether a song is good or bad.

(Originally posted this to r/depression, but it just got removed for some reason. I figured it would be more appreciated here anyway.)

These are some of the “philosophical” ideas that have helped me with my depression and some little strategies that you can try to work into your life. If you like them, great, but if you don’t like them or don’t agree with them, that’s fine, too. Not everything here applies to everyone, and I’m aware of that.

Should and Shouldn’t

There are no guidelines to life. There is nothing you necessarily should be doing or no way you should have acted in a situation. Where do our expectations of ourselves come from, then? Some of our expectations come from

I have very little recollection of what I did today (er, yesterday, as it's after midnight). Throughout the day, I felt fine. I don't think I even did anything (seriously) wrong, or at least not as I was doing it.

Here comes the evening, along with the realization that I was fucked up. The rebound anxiety is already noticeable. I can't believe I did this again (losing a day to benzos). I feel so vulnerable, not having memory of a lot of the things I've done today. The only sources I have are a few texts and some vague memories.

I don't need benzos. I don't like benzos. I should not be fucking with clonazolam like this, especially when I don't know the doses. Now, I wouldn't call yesterda

When I first started smoking weed, I didn't enjoy it. It made me feel uncomfortable, made my thoughts race, made me feel more depressed and anxious, and caused me a panic attack one time. Yet I kept doing it, at first because my friends were doing it and later because I kept thinking it could make me feel better (which it eventually did). Now, a year and a half later, weed is probably my favorite drug.

Here are the things that I have found help me to enjoy weed. Some may work for you, others may not.

• Smoke very small amounts. Personally, if I smoke anything more than a tenth of a gram at a time, I get uncomfortably high. If I smoke my usual small amounts, everything is more enjoyable

Excuse me while I create even more unnecessary drama by posting my unpopular opinion that weed and psychedelics aren't miracle drugs and that other drugs can be used responsibly.