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300 Days Weed-Free



Hello members of the r/leaves
community. 



With this letter, I want to
share some notes from my journal since choosing to abstain from weed just over
one year ago. I’ve found great encouragement in some of your stories and only
hope that this may help at least one of you along if you’re in a tough spot. 



Following a little
backstory, the bulk of this letter is a timeline of the withdrawals I
experienced as a long-time user. I know many of you are concerned with what
you’re going through and want to assure you that it does get better. 



Along with an account of the
physical withdrawals, I’ve also included some of the other psychological and
lifestyle changes I was going through at the time. I hope you’ll bear with me
as I air some of this shit out.



-



Some Backstory



I abused drugs for 20
years, from the age of 16 to 36. Reefer, cigarettes, caffeine, pills, booze,
booze and more booze have all been a part of my escapist repertoire at one time
or another (that, and all the pornography, masturbation, sex, food and digital
entertainment, of course).



About 14 years ago I
started letting go of these vices one by one. Ironically, the first thing I quit
was weed. I was so fucking paranoid that I’d react to shit I was ‘seeing’ out
of the corner of my eye (like, ‘hit the deck!’ paranoid) which made it pretty
easy to stop. Sometime after that I dropped cigarettes, and a few years later,
alcohol. 



I wasn’t exactly sober
during this time, but I was dry and I wasn’t smoking. However, I held onto the possibility
of one day getting back into the reefer. It seemed liked something to look
forward to after escaping the death-grip of alcoholism. 



Eventually, I did find my
way back; And at first, I was loving it. But before I knew it another handful
of years had flown by while I got stoned just about every night. Along with the
burnout came feeling like hammered dog shit on the regular and acting like a
real asshole to the people close to me.



-



Wanting to ... Not Feel Like Shit Anymore



Before we get any deeper
into this, I want to acknowledge that this past year was not an isolated
incident. I struggled with excessive drug use for a long time. Nearly all of
that time I desperately tried to control those addictions.



I’d manage breaks now and
again, but would, without fail, slip right back into old patterns following
that first hit. I journaled, logged, counted
days, and just about every other trick I could think of to learn
moderation. It never worked.



I mention this as I see
many posting here about feelings of regret after a relapse. And I get it. That
shit sucks. But I think most will agree that it’s a necessary part of recovery.
It seems we need to feel like shit so many times before we finally get it:
feeling like shit feels like shit. All I can say is to be kind to yourself and
hop back on the saddle. 



What motivated me to
finally quit was my wife and I deciding to separate. Preoccupied with my own
pain, I never really thought about what it was like to be with me. I began to truly examine how I was living and how that
affected the people around me. I felt ashamed of what I saw and wanted to
change.



But, even after feeling
that shame, I still wasn’t ready to quit. Giving up something you’ve relied on
for so long is really, really fucking
hard. And at that time in my life, I was so downtrodden that getting high felt
like the best thing I had going for me. I didn’t want to let go.



However, I could commit
to the idea of lowering my tolerance, so that’s what I set out to do. The plan
was to taper down until I felt comfortable taking a 30-day break. 



-



Withdrawals Timeline Disclaimer



What follows is a general
timeline of the withdrawal symptoms I took note of in my journals. However,
it’s important to recognize that life is complicated and everything effects
everything. As such, it’s impossible to say what role, exactly, weed played in
what happened over the next fifteen months.



Emotionally, my wife and
I had been having a tough time for a few years. We have two young children and
decided to remain living together (while separated) for a year after our second
son was born. It was a stressful time. And figuring out how to move forward
together was very difficult for the both of us. 



Chemically, I continued
to drink tea and eat chocolate every day. Stimulants have a known history of
completely fucking me up mentally and emotionally. As I got further from weed,
some of the lingering withdrawals were certainly contributed to by leaning into
that vice.



Something else relevant
from an emotional standpoint was that I had decided to practice celibacy a
month before beginning my taper from weed. A part of that decision was due to
the recognition that I had used sexual gratification, at times, as a way to
avoid sitting with my anxieties and feelings of loneliness. 



-



Post Acute Withdrawal Symptoms (PAWS)



Now, I’m no a clinical
expert, but there seem to be two generally recognized phases of physical withdrawal
after long-term drug use: the acute withdrawal symptoms (for example, sweating
through the sheets and headaches) and what’s referred to as the post acute
withdrawal symptoms, or PAWS for short. 



PAWS are scary as hell.
Depending on your history and brain chemistry, they can last anywhere from
months to years. They may also come and go in waves as your brain balances out.
So, you’ll have months of steady progress and then one day feel just as bad as
you ever did. 



It is fucking demoralizing.



I mention this in case the
terms PAWS is new to some of you (I first read about them after tapering off a
massive daily caffeine habit and going into a seven-month depression) and also
to acknowledge that beyond the acute phase, the withdrawals were all kind of
happening, in and out, all the time. I’ve simply organized the following in a
logical way based on reading back through my notes.



-



Month One Taper: Alternating Days



My first plan of attack
was to take every other day off from getting stoned. It seemed like it would be
easy. I was wrong. It was brutal.



» (get a better symbol) I
became extremely depressed and remained that way for several months, without
respite



» I felt disoriented and
disassociated from the external world – this was pretty damn scary and lasted
about a month



» I’d wake
up dizzy and feeling sick with extraordinary physical fatigue during the days



» Night sweats would come
and go throughout the tapering period (about 90 days in total)



» Bitching headaches
(good god, the bitching headaches) that would last for three or four days,
ramping up in intensity at night, and making sleep nearly impossible



» Ringing in the ears, seeing
spots of color and other visual disturbances



» Wild swings in libido:
one day I’d want to hump a brick wall, then go for days or weeks with zero sex
drive 



» When I did sleep, I’d
have these anxious, vivid relapse dreams about getting all fucked up, drunk and
having sex with god knows who



In other words, real good
times. I think this journal entry sums up that first month well:



‘I fucking hate this.’



-



Month Two Taper: Back to Getting Stoned Every Day



Fed up with the misery of
the past month, I decided to change tack and started getting high every day
again; This time, weighing my edibles and slowly tapering over the course of the
next two months. 



As the dosage decreased,
my chronic social anxiety began to lift. And even though I felt like shit, I
could look people in the eyes and talk to them again, which was nice. I even made
a few journal entries about seeing someone and feeling a lot better afterward.



While the taper made the
withdrawal much more manageable in terms of intensity, the symptoms were nearly
identical: intense lethargy, whacked-out, disconnected, dizzy, ill, libido
swings, anxious, irritable, as well as the occasional headache.



However, there was some
good news. My dreams became much less stressful and I actually started to enjoy
the fact that I was having them. It had been years since I’d dreamt. I even had
a few moments where my brain kind of seemed to work. 



-



Month Three Taper: ‘So, There’s A Reason I Get
High All the Time?’



At this point, with a low
dose of THC and the withdrawals not being so physically debilitating, I began
to recognize that, yes, my college girlfriend was right: there were underlying
issues to my drug and alcohol abuse. I can honestly say that at 36 year old, I
did not get that before.



I began to feel very
lonely. I was tired, overwhelmed, stressed, anxious, and desperately craving
connection. I needed something to look forward to and was feeling very sad and
depressed. The better days were just kind of ‘blah’ as I did my best to be
around others.



Physical symptoms:



&#38;gt;&#38;gt; Fucking OUT at
night. Sleeping like a rock. Intense, vivid dreams. Waking up in physical pain
from the blackout and feeling like I was ‘still drunk from the night before’



&#38;gt;&#38;gt; Crushing physical
fatigue



&#38;gt;&#38;gt; Still feeling
weird, dizzy, disconnected and disoriented. It’s like I could see life all
around me, but wasn’t a part of it. I didn’t know if I ever could be again and it
scared the shit out of me



-



Month One Clean: Back Into the Shit Storm



The first month clean –
even after tapering – was a major kick in the nuts. I thought I was about to
peacefully walk off into sober bliss. Boy oh boy, was I wrong. All of the
original withdrawal symptoms came back with a vengeance.



&#38;gt;&#38;gt; Headaches, dizziness,
blurred vision, tinnitus



&#38;gt;&#38;gt; Intense physical
fatigue (it felt like my body weighed 1,000 lbs.)



&#38;gt;&#38;gt; The libido has
left the building



&#38;gt;&#38;gt; All day, every
day depression – burnt out, low and sad (I would start crying throughout the
day for seemingly no reason)



&#38;gt;&#38;gt; Insane, vivid
dreams (I’ve heard of others having intense nightmares for months after
quitting, but mine were more of the anxious variety)



&#38;gt;&#38;gt; A brain fog so
thick it felt like I had been lobotomized. Total inability to focus



Good times.



-



Month Two Clean: Going Through Changes



It was around this time
that every so often I’d notice the beauty of the trees and sky. However, I
still wasn’t feeling anything in the joy
department. It seemed the only thing that kinda, sorta helped was being around
others.



I was still blacking out
at night and dreaming like a mother fucker. But these days, the dreams were
more enjoyable and featured things like intimacy and love, which was a pleasant
change. My body began to feel more well-rested, but I was still pretty messed
up in the mornings and having trouble seeing. 



But despite being in
pretty rough shape mentally, I began making some big lifestyle changes. 



We had found my wife a new
pad and were both healing and letting go of the resentments we carried in the
last part of our relationship. I also retired from a 20-year career as a
professional musician which was a big move for me. I didn’t have a plan going
forward, but needed to set that behind me and move on. 



I was feeling extremely
lonely, and became aware that I had started abusing drugs to fill that void and
feel ‘love.’ Seeing this, it became very important for me to sit with that
loneliness and experience it without the escape of vice. 



On that front, I
refrained from pursuing a relationship in any way. I knew I was not ready to
bring what I wanted to the table and needed to continue to heal. I was thinking
about sex constantly, but decided that was just another ‘hit’ which wouldn’t
bring me what I truly wanted. So, I learned to set those thoughts and feelings aside,
which was major. 



Instead, I began reconciling
my past and the beliefs I had been carrying with me that led me down this path.
I started making more of an effort to get out of the house and chose to apply
whatever creative energy I could muster to my existing relationships – i.e. my
family. It became my guiding star.



-



Month Three Clean: Aimlessness is a Vice



At the start of the third
month I noted that I was pretty stressed out, but feeling noticeably better
than the prior months. My libido was starting to come and go with more
regularity, which I saw as an improvement in my overall physical wellness. 



Sleep was inconsistent
and some nights I’d black out for nine or ten hours and then lay awake all
night on others. Once or twice I woke up in the middle of the night crying,
which was something that had happened a handful of times over the past few
years. Also (and this might be TMI), I started having wet dreams pretty
frequently, sometimes without an erection, which was pretty damn uncomfortable.



With the PAWS, there
would be days where the withdrawals were pretty tough. I was still damn tired
and having trouble seeing. On the harder days, my base desires went haywire
looking for some kind of boost. I started slipping back into drinking tea and
eating chocolate more excessively which increased the anxiety. I was also
mindlessly eating all day.



This was around the time
that I started facing the many behaviors that I would run to as a distraction
from remaining present with that anxiety. Along with all of the obvious ones, I
also began to see excessive thinking, daydreaming, and even ‘studying’ as a
form of escapism and procrastination. 



I began to view all
thinking that didn’t move the needle on solving my problems in the real world as
vice. When I caught myself drifting off (admittedly a small fraction of the
time I’d do it) I’d redirect that awareness to my surroundings, the feeling of
my body, or apply the energy to something around the house.



I also started to paying
attention to my stress responses (as a father, for example) and began to
recognize that none of that reaction was happening outside of me. Instead, I
worked to own the fact that my environment was simply revealing my inner
weakness to me and did my best to take steps in a better direction.



I also began rearranging
little things about my lifestyle that I felt were isolating: driving, for
instance, was something I did alone, so i started walking places. Noticing things
in my language that pointed to self-centeredness, I made it a point to ask
others what they would like to do.



I kept putting myself out
there socially and made some more connections with women. One to overthink
social interactions in the past, I just focused my mind on the fun that was had
and held good feelings for others in my heart. A few growing friendships gave
me something to apply myself to creatively and I did my best to remain patient while
continuing to work through this. 



-



Month Four Clean: PAWS Back with A Vengeance



The fourth month may have
been the most discouraging in terms of the PAWS. A lot of the original ‘shell-shocked’
withdrawals came back which, as I mentioned, were almost certainly exacerbated
by leaning into the stimulants. 



The most discouraging
part was that, no matter what I tried, I couldn’t shake the brain fog. I was
sleeping long nights, dreaming like a madman, and waking up scattered, dizzy,
disoriented and disconnected. One night, I got up to take a piss and could
barely stand I was so dizzy.



I really wanted to
relapse. After three months tapering down and over three months clean, it felt
hopeless. For six months straight I felt like total trash and needed something to feel good. I just reminded
myself of how miserable I was before and stayed the course.



I was beginning to get
pretty stressed out financially and was starting to run out of dough. At this
point, I was still playing the trumpet for something to do, but decided I could
no longer continue to do that healthfully and that it was also acting as a
distraction from finding work and putting my life in order. 



Socially, I was still
feeling pretty lonely and made a point to spend more time with my family. My
wife and I were feeling a lot better around one another and I started spending
more time at my in-laws place. It helped. I did my best to contribute to the
hang, but wasn’t exactly the life of the party. 



-



Month Five: Make the Iron Hot by Striking



The fifth month was
crazy. I was still pretty fucked up mentally, but the stress of having very
little income was in high gear; We’re talking, like, diarrhea for weeks high
gear. 



I began to make a serious
effort to focus my mind despite the fog. Feeling I had a pretty good shot landing
work as a copywriter, I put the pedal to the metal creating a portfolio. I was
working 10-12 hour days finishing an online course for my music education
business, while also studying and practicing copywriting.



Things went really fast
and within a few weeks I landed a couple of interviews. By the end of the month
I landed a solid gig freelancing for a business-to-business marketing agency. I
took solace in the fact that even though I still felt out of my mind, I was
able to pull a career change out of my ass. I took it as ‘proof’ that things
were working.



With my social goals, I continued
to find small opportunities to connect: walking more, saying hi to people on
the street, shopping at neighborhood markets, etc. It made a big difference. I continued
to place the possibility of any kind of romantic connection on the backburner and
instead focused on my work.



This daily routine also
helped to organize the day:



· &#38;nbsp;&#38;nbsp;&#38;nbsp;&#38;nbsp; Wake up,
meditate, cold shower



· &#38;nbsp;&#38;nbsp;&#38;nbsp;&#38;nbsp; Walk at least
an hour (total) throughout the day



-



Month Six and Seven Clean: Still Searching for a
Hit



After all this time, my brain
was going absolutely ape-shit looking for a hit. This mostly manifested as compulsive
eating, which is something I still struggle with when feeling overwhelmed. I felt
pretty shitty as a result. I also got into a funny habit of spending
frivolously for a short while.



Beginning to realize that
consumption was taking a lot more than it was giving, I tried to be productive
when I felt uneasy. Cleaning the house or doing some chore I had been putting
off, getting a bit of work done – little things. It always feels a lot better than giving into some kind
of compulsion.



In terms of the withdrawal,
caffeine was still an issue and I suffered those lows a bit. Plus, the brain
fog remained. However, I made two notes that seem relevant: first, that I had ‘feelings
of joy and contentment with my sons at the grocery store’; and second, that I
went for a run. Compared to the nine months prior, that seemed pretty
significant.



This was also when I
really started to unplug from the electric world and would just sit on the back
porch at night watching the fireflies. The weather was warming up and my mind was
starting to clear a bit (fucking finally!). I felt myself having ‘summer
thoughts’ and was beginning to feel more love in my heart.



Things were turning a
corner.



-



Month Eight Clean: Life Starting to Get Fun Again



Month eight was a major breakthrough.
I began to feel more relaxed, even-keeled, and wasn’t dead tired by 7pm which
was huge. In fact, this was the time that I related to a friend that I was
‘enjoying life the way I did when I was a kid.’ It was incredible.



I became effortlessly
social. I don’t know what changed. I just wanted to be around people and they started
unloading into me. I learned a tremendous amount about the people around me
very quickly. 



There were also some
breakthroughs in my thinking such as:



‘I am not dependent.’



This was a huge
realization for me. And what I mean by it is that I’m not dependent on a drug
to ‘function normally.’ I was hardly functioning normally. Instead, I saw that after
going through a few long-term withdrawals in the past, I was
traumatized by the depression and scared of going back. Seeing this helped me hedge
my caffeine consumption and go into the lows without fearing them.



I also realized that:



 ‘I am not a
loner.’



In the past, when I was
feeling mentally unwell, I would run from interpersonal relationships. Over the
years I had developed this kind of ‘lone wolf’ identity to protect myself from
the social anxiety. However, feeling better, I realized that it simply wasn’t
true. I have a family and tons of friends – I just hid from them now and again.



I also wrote that:



‘I am ready to love someone. I am ready to be a
better father and a best friend.’



What I meant by this was
that I had healed enough to not need to be so self-protective. During the past
year, I went through periods of being harshly judgmental toward myself and critical
of my value in a partnership. After thinking on it for some time I determined
that the best I had to give was my attention, acceptance and support. I felt
ready to do that.



I also cleaned up my diet
(in a way that works for me) and turned 37. 



Month eight was a good
month.



-



Month Nine Clean: 



At this point, I had a
woman on my mind. I let myself dive into the deep end and took a spin through
the emotional meat-grinder. I also may have gone temporarily insane.



So, that was cool. 



-



Month Ten Clean: More Rested



At ten months I also
noticed significant improvements. I began to sleep much more consistently and
felt pretty much rested throughout the day. It took 13 months (including the
taper) to get here. Incredible. 



-



Month Eleven and Twelve: Finally Substance Free



Just over a month before
the end of the year I had my last bit of caffeine. As the pressure starting
building up behind my eyes it didn’t bother me. Because I was making moves to
be a healthier, happier version of myself. And that’s some true shit.



I’m doing it. Right now.
I’m caffeine free. I’m sitting here at the cafe and doing OK socially. 



-



Takeaways and Tips



I will say that a year
later, the habit of getting high every night still feels very close. Like,
yesterday close. And to this day, going to bed sober feels like a major
accomplishment.



If you’re a long time
user – and, it seems, particularly if you started at a young age – the
withdrawal can really suck. There’s no getting around it. You just have to slog
on through. However, you will learn many valuable skills along the way.



Personally, I learned
that all of the shit in my head was just that: a bunch of shit in my head. It’s
a tough lesson to learn that all that life you thought you were living was
really just you sitting in a room alone, fucked up; And all the things you
know, and think you can control, are not actually real.



There’s also a lot to go
through psychologically. Not only are you confronted with the underlying issues
that you have been self-medicating into oblivion, you’re also going to realize
some uncomfortable truths about yourself. But the thing is, letting go of
addiction finally makes learning how to deal with those feelings and changing
your character possible.



On that front, accept
yourself, learn from your mistakes, and do the best you can moving forward. Ask
yourself what kind of person you want to be and create small behavioral changes
that move you in that direction. Experience teaches the mind how to be. In time,
your daily changes add up to a healthier identity.



Another thing: when you
notice patterns in your life that are self-destructive, examine your thoughts
and challenge those beliefs. 



When I saw that my
biggest problem was no longer getting stoned every day, but rather a lack of
connection I found the ‘lone wolf’ thing. When I questioned my excessive caffeine
drinking, I found that I thought of drugs as the solution to my problems, rather than the cause. Digging up these
thoughts and exposing them to the light makes the first steps easier.



Being able to lean on a
support network during this time is huge. It might not be easy to make new
friends at the moment, but if there’s someonethat will hang out with you and let you be brain-dead in their presence,
that’s a win. Just making it out of the house to see and be seen became a great
foundation for what came later. Walk, walk, walk.



A lot of us feel lost
during the detox. Developing your focus helps. Turn on a timer for 20 or 30
minutes and start cleaning the dirtiest part of your place. Guide your full
effort to the task until the timer rings. You’ll build up some brain power and get
a little boost from the productivity. Aim for an hour or so per day, total.



In terms of the benefits:



The daily feelings of
depression have gone away, as has a chronic anxiety that I did not previously
understand. (I used to be so paranoid about environmental toxins that I would
avoid going downtown – I was convinced the cars were going to give me lung
cancer. Before having children, I projected this anxiety on my relationships
and was fearful of commitment).



The other thing with
living in a veritable hell-scape of your own making is that when you find your
way out of that mess, regular life starts to seem pretty good (maybe so long as
you remember how shitty things used to be). It’s a weird thing to have to learn
to just be alive and happy.



Of course, not being high
isn’t a magic bullet and I have thought in the past that sobriety would be like
the best of that life without the downside. Like, life would be as ‘high’ as a
drug makes you feel. But the fact is that life is hard sometimes. Rejections,
feelings of loneliness, occasional stress about the regular shit ... it’s all
there and it comes back around.



I still miss getting
high. I do. But all-in-all life is much better without it. I romanticize being
able to moderate, but that is not something to even consider anytime soon. 



But being able to bring
yourself fully to those ups and downs is a hell of a lot better than running
from them and continuing to be weighed down by [a heavy blanket] and never
improving the things that are [making your miserable].



Connection ... you start
to feel good and it makes it easier for you to do good. You can be there for
others. Life is good and by being there for others it sure gets a heck of a lot
more fulfilling. I’m a big fan of the idea that maintaining your highest level
of physical and mental health is the ultimate gift for those around you. 



Best of luck to you on
your journey. If you need someone to talk to, feel free to shoot me a message. We’re
all in this together and wherever you find yourself, someone else has been
there done that and made it through to tell the tale.



You got this.






 



Random Stuff Unrelated



Education is the ability to listen to almost
anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.



Strength is where we help one another to become
the best versions of ourselves.



Be like a rock in the storm.



How many things have to happen to you before
something occurs to you?



It is better to light one
small candle than to curse the darkness.



Worry not thatr no one
knows of you; seek to be worth knowing



Think no vice so small
that you may commit it, and no virtue so small that you may overlook it.



Even though we know so little, we don’t realize
it, because we tell ourselves a coherent story about what’s going on based on
the little we do know.



Hindsight gives us the illusion that the world is
understandable.



‘Doing nothing for a time
is better than doing something stupid in the moment.’



‘we experience a powerful
reluctance to narrow our options – even at the expense of good opportunity.’ 



Most people, when confronted with something they
don’t understand do not realize they don’t understand it because they’re able
to come up with an explanation that makes sense based on their own unique
perspectives in the world, however limited those experiences are.



If we believe that we are unique, complex,
different, with our own story, challenges, and struggles, how is it fair to
assume that another person doesn’t share the same level of uniqueness and
complexity, with their own story, challenge and struggles?



Letting go of the desire to be understood – p.22
of so you want to talk about race



Don’t worry about what
you have to offer. What you have to offer is who you are. That’s why it’s so
important to continue to work on yourself.



‘the afternoon knows what the morning never suspected’
	


































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91 Days Weed Free


Hello my brothers,
sisters, and kin of the r/leaves community,


Today I have been
weed-free for 91 days and wanted to share a bit about what this transition has
been like. The reasons are to both help some of you along and also as a form of
self-expression, I guess.


Of the first two months,
all I can say is that it sucked. If you have recently quit and feel awful in
any way - it's the weed. I felt extraordinary physical fatigue. I thought my
brain was broken. I could not think or concentrate. I tried meditating, my
mind was soup. Basically terrible on all accounts.


Granted, there were a few
days here and there when the sky was beautiful, the trees were rustling and
reminding me that life is good, and I even had the occasional moment of
happiness; you know, the kind of happiness where you're just happy to be alive.
Because life is the reward. And it's suddenly obvious.


But those days would come
and go. They'd be buried beneath a hurricane of recurring symptoms that came
back with a vengeance. Just as bad as it had ever been. It felt like it would
never end. I didn't know what to do, and started journaling about how I was
feeling each day – not thinking that it would help, but as a record.






















Then, one day, I realized
I felt pretty good. Not perfect, but a lot better. I went back to the journal.
Only two weeks prior I had written about how life was essentially over for me. I was
broken. I had been walking an endless journey of pain and misery and sleepless
nights and accepting that being alive was just going to suck from now on. Those
days felt so distant to me as I read back. It was like another life. But, the
calendar showed 14 days.









Keep going.


The thing that is the
most incredible to me about this time is the extraordinary amount that has changed
in my life. I don't know what it looks like on the outside – and I'm sure it's
not much – but the transformation that has happened inside of me is bringing me
to tears as I write this. I'm not perfect, and neither are you. I spent 20
years hiding from a pain deep inside of me. I thought I was 'cerebral.' I was
lonely. And it hurt real bad.


I have been sober now for
three months. I am still aware of a certain cognitive fatigue that I carry. I
think that will improve, as time has shown – slowly. But, despite this fatigue,
I can think again. I'm organized. I'm creating. I’m productive as fuck. I write
for hours and hours a day and teach and express myself through work and a
slowly growing social network. I have been pursuing a new career in a field
that I feel my talents are suited to. I have a family that I love, and we have
created a different structure for our life together that works better for all of us.


I set out on a thirty-day tolerance break. But when I quit, I felt so fucked up, I knew what I
had to do. And for the first time in
my life I feel like I am becoming the man I have always wanted to be: someone
of temperance, repose, kindness, love and putting others first. I have a lot of
work to do, but removing the biggest thorn has been a miracle; it makes the
next steps seem doable as I learn to compassionately understand my struggles.


One tip for those of you
who are having a tough time: I found that connections with others helped to alleviate
the pain of the withdrawals. I’ve occasionally been something of a loner, and
maybe some of you are too. If so, make an effort. Rejection sucks – and I've
had my fair share of that recently – but if you are vulnerable with the people
around you, you will have more love in your life and that shit heals you.


If you're struggling, you
are not alone. Keep marching forward. And one day, you're going to feel pretty
fucking good.



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What To Do When You
Feel Judged


If you have ever felt harshly
or unfairly judged by someone close to you, you know that it can be absolutely
heartbreaking. 


In effect, someone is
casting the judgment on you that ‘you are unacceptable’ feels unfair. It can be
incredibly damaging. And few things scar interpersonal relationships and
intimacy quite like this judgment. 


When you let someone into
your heart, you desire to be accepted and understood. You want to be loved for
who you are. Unfortunately, this vulnerability also leaves you open to pain.
And, from time to time, you may find yourself hurt by those closest to you.


However, if you are keen
to make the most of these painful moments they do present an opportunity for
growth. The catch? You must be willing to do the uncomfortable: to accept these
criticisms, look within yourself, and take responsibility for the quality of
your character. 


This is not always easy.
It requires courage. You must be kind to yourself. You may experience intense
feelings of shame and guilt. You may be overcome by sadness and rage. But, as gut-wrenching
as it may be, allowing these feelings to course through you without the escape
of repression and vice will leave you ___ something loving. 


Begin by asking yourself
if there is validity to these claims. There may be – and usually is. But
remember, these distasteful characteristics are not who you are. Rather, like your more-positive qualities, they are simply
the [bearings] of seeds sown in the heart and mind long ago.


Recognizing this empowers
you. It means that you can learn from circumstance and develop your character. It
also means that others, like you, are to varying degrees, acting and reacting
to _ .


So when you find yourself
in the throes of unfavorable circumstance, ask yourself ‘what do I think that
creates this?’ ‘What thoughts lead to this unpleasantness?’ Ask yourself both
silently and aloud, with no expectation of an answer. Then, after a brief pause,
go about your business.


When something bubbles
up, view that thought and its manifestations in your behavior as a weed. Your
job is to pull the weed and sow a new thought in its place.


If you would like to be
less selfish, find ways that selfishness manifests in your life. Are you
selfish with your time? Your money? Do you require more than you give in your
relationships? Are you putting your emotional needs before others? 


Accept what you find and
ask yourself how you can begin to think of and put others first. Start with the
people closest to you, as they are often the most difficult to change your
behavior toward. ...... and also ... something about the web ..... 


By assuming responsibility
for your thoughts and actions, you develop self-confidence. Doing so paves the
way to greater compassion and understanding of others, as you begin to
recognize that their behavior is also the natural outgrowth of the thoughts
they carry.


This is most important to
remember when someone hurts us. Each of us has pain that was given to us – and
we want to protect ourselves. The problem is that when we internalize that fear
and react in ways to something we first experienced long ago, we can lash out in
stress and drive people away.


If you are on the
receiving end of this, remain compassionate. If you’re the one slinging bullshit, be kind to yourself. You are valid, just like everyone else. You will not always be accepted and that’s OK. But, if you are willing to own your
shit, do your best to imporove, and move forward with love in your heart you’ll be
alright.


It might not be easy, but
what the hell else are you going to do?







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	The Inner Guidance of Commitment, Consistency, and
the Self-Image



Howdy reader,






I'm
sitting here at the Prince St Cafe in downtown Lancaster City, PA putting the
final touches on this article and wanted to reach out. I've got myself a seat
tucked away in the back corner of the room (adjacent to the front entrance)
with a speaker mounted just above my head pumping out some sweet jams. Business
seems pretty slow - just a few folks having dinner.
It'd be great to see you here sometime.









































Now,
the reason I'm writing you is to share some interesting tidbits from a recent
reread of Robert Cialdini's Influence:
The Psychology of Persuasion. It's one of those books that pops up on a lot
of recommended reading lists and something I first discovered back in graduate
school. The subject matter outlines a handful of innate psychological
tendencies which are often leveraged to make a buck or coax compliance in one
way or another.







While the entire book is damned
interesting (and highly recommended if you're into that sort of thing), this
paper focuses on some of the information from a chapter dealing with a subject
I find endlessly fascinating: the self-image, and in particular, how your perceived
sense of self directs your thoughts, actions, and what you ultimately get
out of life.






































































This
concept of the self-image shaping your reality is something that has been
written on many times and in many ways. And as you explore Cialdini's angle,
I encourage you to search for evidence of this force playing out in your own
life. In doing so, it’s assured you’ll discover new and creative ways to improve
your lot, help others, and ultimately wield that power for good.



































Thank
you for your attention, enjoy the read, and hold onto your butts.



James Blackwell



[Wednesday, 18:08, 27
July 2022]



























Influence: The Psychology of Persuasion

The big idea behind Cialdini's Influence is that humans have evolved a
series of underlying social programs which help us work together and survive as
a species. These programs are kind of like the unspoken 'rules' of being human
– follow the rules and you'll do pretty good.










Fortunately, following
the rules is easy; they're hardwired into your very existence. And handed down
through eons of natural selection, they hum along below the surface making it
so that – generally speaking – you can live your life without a lick of thought
as to what you're doing or why you're doing it.



So, I guess what I'm
trying to say is ...























Can I get a 'Hell yeah!'



























Now,
it's just the automatic nature of your neural programming that makes it both so
effective and also very difficult to
overcome. While this is mostly a good thing (it’s helped us navigate and survive
the perils of life together as a species†) it does present some problems: most
notably that you're vulnerable to making mistakes and being manipulated by
others.



 




















According
to Cialdini, there are six main psychological programs that, when leveraged, are
extremely effective at getting us to do all sorts of crap we might not
otherwise consider:







reciprocity
(the tendency/need to return favors and concessions) 



commitment
and consistency (acting in accordance with your past)



social proof
(doing things you see other people doing) 



authority
(trusting authority figures ... and people dressed like them‡)



liking (we
are more easily persuaded by those we like)


and scarcity (if
it's limited, we want it now§)



------



† And look at how far we've come. In the old days, our ancestors (tired
from the week's hunting and gathering) spent Saturday night scratching stick
figures into cave walls. These days, thanks to the right people breeding, we
can chill on the couch with our bestie, mug of sangria in hand, and judge the
shit out of the women on 'The Bachelor' – all well fed and content¥.



‡ This one time, at the GRAMMY Awards (*ahem*), my buddy (tux-donned and
standing handsomely upright in the aisle) was thought to be an usher. Someone
came over, asked him where their seat was, and handed him a wad of cash. Then,
another person did the same – and then another. Between his authoritative
deportment and the lemming effect, he must have made, like, ten bucks or
something.



§ Just the other day I got an email from a tea supplier alerting me that
a high-grade seasonal tea was temporarily back in stock until sold out (real
primo shit). I signed up to be notified the year before. You bet your ass I
dropped $50 on the spot. (And now that I think about it, I should probably
order some more before they run out. Here – hold my tea.)



¥ It's toxic as hell.












































Maintaining a Consistent Image for a Better
Dating Life



Cialdini's angle on the
self-image is that we have evolved a set of internal buffers that keep our
behavior inline with our past sense of self. This seems to have both social and
individual advantages. 



From a social standpoint,
consistency in what you say and do makes you easier to get along with. When you're
consistent, you seem kind of smart, right? You're dependable. Stable. Trustworthy. People know what they're
getting and it makes you a little easier to hang out with†. 



Inconsistency, on the
other hand, can be somewhat disconcerting. Say you meet someone and they're
going on and on about how much they love animals: 'They're so cute. And fuzzy.
I love them SO MUCH and would never do anything to hurt them. THEY'RE ADORBS!' 



Then, they turn around
and bite their pet gerbil's head off. 



WTF?! 



You might start to think
that person is ... seriously confused. Definitely a little scary. And I don't
think anyone would blame you for not wanting to hang out with them anymore. 




















Okay,
okay. Psychotic exaggerations aside, flaky, indecisive, two-faced, and
wishy-washy behavior isn't generally considered attractive. It seems people
like a tad more predictability within their group of friends‡. And besides,
nobody wants to look foolish by later changing their mind.







------



† But just a little.



‡ Incidentally, this may be the hardest thing about hanging out with
young children. You never know what those little whackos are going to do.







Consistent Behavior Helps You Make it Out the
Front Door, Too



Along with making you more popular amongst your peers, behaving consistently with your past actions also makes
life a lot easier – mainly by eliminating
the need to think†.



Without this inner compass,
you'd have to grind your gears considering ... well, everything. Can you
imagine that? A detailed, multi model decision making process (we're talking risk
analysis, pros and cons lists, the whole shebang) for everything from which
shoe to put on first to whether or not it's time to rewatch Downton Abbey ... (again).



So, instead of immobilizing
yourself psychoanalyzing every little interaction with the outside world‡, your
established experience guides you through the waters of daily living. That way,
you can just sit back, relax, and do your thang§.



------



† Cause, like, thinking is hard, ya know?



‡ Save that shit for your therapist, would ya?



§ Like Bon Jovi said, 'Like Frankie said, "I did it my way."'







Studies Show: A Commitment to Your Past May Prevent
Growing Pains




















Along
with making life a heck of a lot simpler (and more fun), following the blind
guidance of your inner self also acts as a kind of self-protective defense
mechanism against some very troubling realizations - things like, oh, I don't
know, the fact that you might be wrong.







On that front, Cialdini relates an experience he and a colleague shared while attending an introductory Transcendental Meditation seminar aimed at selling tickets to a later workshop retreat. His colleague, apparently unable to handle what he was hearing, calmly raised his hand and (when called upon) proceeded to rip the presenters' sales pitch a logical new one.



Can you say ... 



Awkward?



However, after this
uncomfortable display, something strange happened: the customers in attendance became more eager to make a down payment.
When later asked why, a few of those attendees shared that the man's arguments
were making them uneasy. They had come to the seminar with problems that needed solutions. And they simply could not risk having their minds changed (Cialdini 61-63).



Think about that for a
second. If even a whiff of plain-old doubt is enough to get folks to cough up
the dosh for a program they have a growing suspicion is a total load, 
















imagine
the lengths they'll go to avoid the psychological stress having their entire identity brought into question.
 
Referred to as cognitive dissonance, this wholly
unpleasant state is the one you experience when your actions, beliefs, feelings
and values clash with new and contradictory information. Suddenly, you don't
know who you are or what you know. It's uncomfortable as hell and the kind of
thing you'll want to resolve ASAP.
	






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	In fact, cognitive
dissonance can be so disconcerting, humans mostly just avoid it altogether. And
considering that 'what you think you know' is barely a drop in the ocean of existence,
you simply can't let yourself go there. Not all the time, anyways. You'd lose your shit. 




















However,
you're smart. And as such, there will be times when you allow yourself to be
challenged. But when you do – be careful. Because cognitive dissonance is like a
ticking time bomb in your brain – and one that needs to be diffused as quickly as
possible if you're interested in returning to a state of ignorant bliss.



 



The good news is that the
human mind comes equipped with a whole arsenal of self-serving biases for doing
just that†. And when confronted with cognitive dissonance, you basically have
two options: admit ignorance and modify your beliefs until the world is right
again – or – enlist the help of the confirmation bias, seek further
self-supporting evidence, straight-up avoid conflicting information at all
costs, and in the process bury your doubts under a veritable mountain of
post-rationalizations that are consistent with your old beliefs. 



Then, you're right back on
track thinking you're better and smarter than you really are and can sleep like
a baby again‡.



------



† If you're looking for something to do on a lazy Sunday afternoon, check
out Wikipedia's list of cognitive biases.
Not so smart now, huh James§?



‡ A baby sheep.



§ Wait, what?
























The Potential Side Effects of Consistency May
Include ...





































Now,
while an addiction to your past sense of self does have its merits - it helps
others feel comfortable around you while also protecting you from the
disturbing realizations that may come with deep self-reflection – you do lose
some flexibility. And at times, this may cost you.
















































For example, narrow-minded
decision making may be one such cost†. The potential for long-term
self-destructive behavior and lingering effects of traumatic experience are
others. Repeating your past may also lead to occasional regret, leaving you to walk
the lonely road of disappointment that comes from missing out on something (or
someone) truly special‡.
 
Plus, it makes you exploitable.



------



† This, in my small and feeble mind, seems to be a problem with stoutly
identifying as any kind of -ist, -an, -at, or –ian (looking at you,
librarians).



‡ Like the woman I bumped into who had dumped me a few months prior. I
don't know how she can live with that. Oh, and after I offered up some silly
banter (all in good jest, of course) she replied by saying, 'see, this is why
we didn't work out§.' 



§ Quoth the raven, 'Self-protective post-rationalization!'





















Environment: The Looking Glass of the Self-Image






















































OK
my friend, with the evolutionary perspective of the self-image behind you
(along with a few of its pros and cons), you're now getting into the meat and
potatoes of this whole persuasion bit. So pay attention, because you're about
to learn how to avoid getting sucked into some bullshit you don't really want
to do.











 




















The
first step is realizing that you are – at least in part – mindlessly floating
through life along the lazy river of your previous self-image. And as such, you
will naturally behave in ways that support that identity. Therefore, if you
learn to mold the self-image, you can change the behaviors that effortlessly flow
from that internal program.



 



But first, what is the self-image?



And for that matter ...



Who are we?









	






	
	






















Look,
Jackie Chan, I'm gonna be real with you, bro – I don't know what the self-image
is. To me it just kind of seems like who you think you are. Or some unknowable cosmic
force that directs your entire experience of consciousness. And if you start
thinking about it too much, the shit gets deep real quick.



 




















However,
the good news for you, fair reader, is that there are far more practical descriptions
to be found on the internet. And to share one such source, here's how Wikipedia
describes the self-image in its opening statement on the subject (yeah, we're
going there):



'Self-image is the mental picture, generally of a kind that is quite resistant to
change, that depicts not only details that are potentially available to an
objective investigation by others (height, weight, hair color, etc.), but also
items that have been learned by persons about themselves, either from personal
experiences or by internalizing the judgments of others.'



















Now,
while Wikipedia basically nailed it with a nuts-and-bolts description of the
self-image, here's a slightly more poetic take shared from one of my personal
favorites, James Allen's 1903 publication As
A Man Thinketh (and please pardon all the 'man' business):



'THE aphorism, "As a man
thinketh in his heart so is he," not only embraces the whole of a man's
being, but is so comprehensive as to reach out to every condition and
circumstance of his life. A man is literally what he thinks,&#38;nbsp;his character being the complete sum of all
his thoughts.'



Allen
goes on further to say that:



'Thought and character are one,
and as character can only manifest and discover itself through environment and
circumstance, the outer conditions of a man's life will always be found to be
harmoniously related to his inner state ...... The outer world of circumstance
shapes itself to the inner world of thought, and both pleasant and unpleasant
external conditions are factors, which make for the ultimate good of the
individual. As the reaper of his own harvest, man learns both by suffering and
bliss.'





































What
Mr. Allen and the anonymous editors of Wikipedia are saying is that the
self-image is how you think. It's your
psychology. You then act in accordance with that psychology in the things you say
and do. And as you act, your environment and circumstances shape to those
actions, reflecting that character back to you. This creates a kind of feedback
loop that then further influences your psychology and strengthens the
commitment to that existing sense of self.
























Since
it is so difficult to objectively view yourself, you gain a more realistic
sense of who you are by looking to the things you do and the responses you get from your environment†. However, this is a
double-edged sword. 
















Because
as that external feedback reinforces your identity, the inner pull for
consistency drives you to act in accordance with not only your past actions,
but also the opinions that others hold of you.



 





































For
example, studies show that if someone hears they are considered more
charitable, they will give away more of their money over their lifetime (Cialdini
77). Likewise, the well-researched 'Pygmalion Effect' demonstrates that a
teacher's expectations of a student have a stark effect on that student's
future academic success – even if those expectations were fed to them by a
third party and completely at random1.







































Ultimately,
it seems to boil down to the fact that we pick up on the subtleties of what we're
getting from the world, internalize that feedback, behave accordingly, and then
further reinforce those character traits as a part of the way that we see
ourselves.








	







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(Self-image &#38;gt; actions &#38;gt;
self-image &#38;gt; other's perceptions &#38;gt; self-image ...)

------























† Apparently, if you and five of your closest family/friends
write descriptions of you, theirs will all be very similar. Yours, however, may
be way off base. Who's right? Wrap your mind around that for a second.











Compliance Tactics That Leverage the Inner Drive
for Consistency























Since to a large degree you
look to your actions and environment to learn about yourself, the key to molding
a self-image is doing things. Therefore,
in the world of influence, it's the persuader's gig to get you to commit to
some action or decision that ultimately leads to compliance. 




















The
key to successfully pulling this off is baby steps. And if the initial concession
is small enough to agree to (and aligned with the persuader's end goal), you'll
be more willing to comply with their later requests not because they want you
to, but because you want to†.
























With
that in mind, check out the compliance tactics listed below. Notice that each
starts with a small personal commitment. Then, the desire to behave
consistently with that image or stance takes care of the business end of the
deal‡.



 



------



† Devious!



‡ 
















I believe this is called 'putting your money
where your mouth is.'














 



Hand-Written and Verbal Commitments:



Asking someone to keep an
eye on your belongings while you step away is enough inspire a veritable 'citizens-arrest'
vigilantism in your fellow human. When asked to keep an eye out, nineteen out
of twenty onlookers chased down a researcher posing as a thief who ran by and
snatched the personal affects they were asked to watch. Of twenty other
individuals not asked to monitor the belongings, only four were willing to put
themselves in potential harm's way (Cialdini 59-60).




















A
charity collection agency was able to increase the number of door-to-door
collection volunteers by 700% simply by visiting the residents a few day prior
and asking them to predict what they would say if asked to do that very thing (Cialdini
67-68)†.









































By
being asked 'how are you doing/feeling' at the start of a conversation (to
which most people will reply with some form of 'good'), individuals became much
more willing to donate to a charitable cause or entertain a salesperson
directly afterward. It appears that after admitting to their favored
circumstances, those questioned didn't want to look like a bunch of selfish assholes
(Cialdini 68-69)‡.







 



When California residents
were asked to put a huge (and somewhat hideous) billboard in their front lawns
warning against the dangers of unsafe driving, 83% declined. However, in
another test, if the residents had agreed to display a 3-inch card with the
same message a few weeks prior, a full
76% later agreed to the billboard (Cialdini 72-73).




















Continued
from above, simply getting another group to sign a petition for a seemingly
unrelated cause – state beautification – raised compliance for the later
billboard request to approximately 50%. The theory is that these individuals
now saw themselves as being 'civic-minded' and had a reputation to uphold (Cialdini
73-74)§.







From my own experience
volunteering for a local composting co-op, I was having little success getting
passersby to take an interest in the co-op's services. Some even replied with, 'I
compost at home' as they briskly moved on by. However, once I started asking
people if they were 'interested in composting' things changed. If the word 'yes'
popped out of their mouth, they'd stay and chat for awhile, sign up for the
email list, and even seemed excited to spread the word.



Internal Decisions/Commitments: 



Called 'throwing the
low-ball,' a prospect is offered an appealing deal, say, $400 bucks off the
price of a car. Thinking that sounds pretty good, the would-be buyer starts to
convince themselves of the merits of the vehicle: 'Hey, Ma! It's got air conditioning
and everything!' Unfortunately, an error is later discovered making the $400
discount impossible (oops). But not to worry, because by this point the buyer
has thoroughly convinced themselves to purchase the car. And besides, what's
another $400 bucks, anyways? (Cialdini 98-99)



Foot-in-the-Door Technique: 



If you can get someone to
commit to your cheapest product or service, they begin to 'see themselves' as your
customer. And that's good (Cialdini 71-72). 



------























† 
















Next time you need to move, maybe have someone ask
your friends to ‘predict what they would say if another friend asked them to
move.' Sneaky! (This might also work for reconnecting with past lovers.)







‡ Or avaricious misers hoarding all of their money for limited edition
first-of-season green teas. 



§ To themselves, it seems.

























The Self-Centered Beginnings of Positive Communal
Change
























Now
that you're aware of the power of the self-image and how it can be molded for
the purposes of compliance, it's time to share with you my favorite case study
from Influence – one where
researchers were looking for ways to reduce energy consumption amongst a
selected group of Iowa residents.



 




















To
do this, the experimenters did not preach environmental concerns or the horrors
of international war. They didn't even bring up the fact that the residents
would be saving money. Instead, they told them that if they could cut their energy
consumption over the next thirty days, they'd feature them in the local newspaper†.












































The
study first took place during the winter months when the selected residents
used natural gas to heat their homes. By the next billing period, the researches
were pleased to find that that these fine folks had reduced their fuel
consumption by an average of 12.2%. However, there was also some bad news. It
was no longer possible to advertise their environmentally-conscious behavior in
the local paper (sorry, folks).



 



























But
that was only the beginning. The researchers were also curious to see what
would happen once the residents' shot at the limelight had been removed. So, a
month later, they checked back and discovered something extraordinary: the
following month these people had saved even more&#38;nbsp;gas – a full 15.5% reduction from original levels.



 




















The experiment was later repeated during the summer months when residents cooled
their homes with electric air conditioning. After the first month (and promise
of publicity), the selected residents used an average of 27.8% less electricity than
comparable homes in the area. The following month (once their newspaper dreams
had been crushed), that number increased to a whopping 41.6% reduction.












































In
explaining these findings, it's possible that over the course of those initial
thirty days these fine Iowans became the
kind of people that conserve energy. Perhaps they even began to see
themselves as being more ecologically-minded and globally responsible. 
















Plus,
they were saving a few bucks along the way. It probably felt good, ya know?







































But
what's even more interesting to consider is Cialdini's theory: that the
original social incentive may have been the only thing holding the Iowans back
from knowing that they were doing it for all the right reasons. And with that social
validation removed, they were free to fully embrace and embody their new conservationist
identity.











 



------



† No judgment here. I once donated to a university radio station because they
were announcing the names of donors all afternoon on the air. When I called in
to give them my credit-card information, the woman on the line asked if I wanted
my name announced on the radio. My reply? 'Yes. Please.'







How You Can Save the World




















I
think this case study points out something important to consider for those of
you interested in social change: when it comes to shifting the collective
consciousness, a person's original motivations may be irrelevant. For starters,
the basic compliance is what creates the initial positive shift. And beyond
that, it's the 'going through with it' that ultimately leads to the evolution
of the self and collective identity.



 






















































With
that in mind, why not appeal to people's deeper motivations when working to
make the world a better place? (Things like wanting to look good, getting laid,
feeling worthy of love, and fitting in.) Who cares if it's shameless
self-promotion that gets the ball rolling on a self-image that cares about the
environment? Especially when those initial motivations can eventually fade away
as a new identity forms.

















































In
your own life, continue to explore yourself and the patterns that play out while
you go about your business. When you find something that holds you back,
challenge those beliefs and create small behavioral changes that point you in a
better direction. Make it something that you can commit to and follow through
with over time. Then, the inner drive for remaining consistent with that budding
self-image will handle the rest.







 


Likewise, when working to heal your
community, find playful motivations that leverage our silly human ways. Get
people to act. Bring them along for the fun. See them as good and they will do
good. 
















Validate
the behaviors you appreciate in them and before you know it, we'll all be working
to help one another just because that's the kind of cats we are. 


























































































































With
that, my friend, I will say farewell. Thank you for reading and know that I
appreciate you. In a quiet moment, consider the self-image and what that means
to you. I believe that by seeking this guiding force you will discover a store
of power within you that you may use to heal, grow, and maybe even mold a few self-images
for the better along the way†.



















Your man behind the
keyboard,



James



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† And oh yeah, you probably shouldn't sign anything (ever), believe
everything a car salesperson says, or agree to something that you don't want to
do just because you're feeling 'pretty good' that day. 











References



Cialdini, Robert. Influence: The Psychology of Persuasion. New
York: Quill, 1993.



1. Rosenthal, R, and L.
Jacobsen. Pygmalion in the classroom: teacher expectation and pupils'
intellectual development. New York: Holt, Rinehart and Winston, 1968.








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