The sub is most likely working. At the heart of my questioning otherwise is this: I expected to feel like shit, or at least exhausted more often than not. Funny that I'm disappointed those expectations have not been met. Perusing through AM5 and AM6 user journals led me to believe this would be a rough trip. I'm only half way into Stage 2 so the road may still wind—and I'm ready for it. As this is my first sub ever, perhaps I don't fully appreciate the effects of the naturalizer. I get 8-12 hours of exposure a day, averaging about 9.5. As per the instructions, 8 is min and 21 is max. By those standards, I'm on the low end, but I did find a thread (which I'm having trouble finding again) that suggested around 11 hours is optimal for AM6.
I've noticed and experienced a few things recently that I think are connected to the sub:
The other day I actually did feel like shit. I got up early for work (having slept 8 hours), went in for a 4 hour shift, then headed to the gym. Well I had some random anxiety in the morning and I was absolutely useless at the gym so I said fuck it and drove home. All the while I hadn't eaten because I do intermittent fasting. So I was tired, hungry, and weak from an intense workout a couple days earlier. I started feeling down on the drive home and it got worse once I got in. It was like a dump truck unloaded all the shit in my life (mostly self-generated and self-maintained) onto my then poor, weak conscious mind. It was rough. Haven't felt that way in a long time. It took will power and self-talk spoken aloud to crush it and the thought that I was experiencing resistance actually made me feel better because it's evidence that change is taking place. Even my dad said something to the effect of, "You're in a don't talk to me mood."
Fast forward a couple of days and I'm at work again. I'm talking to this guy who starts fighting with me over a broken product that he admits to having damaged accidentally; claiming that because it broke, it's defective. Well I'm usually a wealth of patience but my blood started to boil and I turned into a dick—which is out of character for me. I was bothered by the fact that this man wouldn't take responsibility for his actions and had the audacity to argue. It was only hours later that I thought, "Hey I had a Stage 2 moment. Cool."
Which brings us to today. I'm at the gym, and these hot girls were near me for almost my entire workout and...you ready for this? I didn't care. That's a big deal for me. I usually become self conscious in the presence of women I'm attracted to and being so aware of every little aspect of myself actually gets in the way of acting naturally. Not today. On top of that I was comfortable and assertive talking to guys about when they'd be done with equipment I needed or letting them know that I wasn't done—with the exception of one mean looking dude whom I avoided. I also noticed girls noticing me.
Cool.
I've noticed and experienced a few things recently that I think are connected to the sub:
The other day I actually did feel like shit. I got up early for work (having slept 8 hours), went in for a 4 hour shift, then headed to the gym. Well I had some random anxiety in the morning and I was absolutely useless at the gym so I said fuck it and drove home. All the while I hadn't eaten because I do intermittent fasting. So I was tired, hungry, and weak from an intense workout a couple days earlier. I started feeling down on the drive home and it got worse once I got in. It was like a dump truck unloaded all the shit in my life (mostly self-generated and self-maintained) onto my then poor, weak conscious mind. It was rough. Haven't felt that way in a long time. It took will power and self-talk spoken aloud to crush it and the thought that I was experiencing resistance actually made me feel better because it's evidence that change is taking place. Even my dad said something to the effect of, "You're in a don't talk to me mood."
Fast forward a couple of days and I'm at work again. I'm talking to this guy who starts fighting with me over a broken product that he admits to having damaged accidentally; claiming that because it broke, it's defective. Well I'm usually a wealth of patience but my blood started to boil and I turned into a dick—which is out of character for me. I was bothered by the fact that this man wouldn't take responsibility for his actions and had the audacity to argue. It was only hours later that I thought, "Hey I had a Stage 2 moment. Cool."
Which brings us to today. I'm at the gym, and these hot girls were near me for almost my entire workout and...you ready for this? I didn't care. That's a big deal for me. I usually become self conscious in the presence of women I'm attracted to and being so aware of every little aspect of myself actually gets in the way of acting naturally. Not today. On top of that I was comfortable and assertive talking to guys about when they'd be done with equipment I needed or letting them know that I wasn't done—with the exception of one mean looking dude whom I avoided. I also noticed girls noticing me.
Cool.
