Steady As She Goes
Thankfully, yesterday was a much steadier day than Day 75 where I was feeling the after effects of an unregulated dopamine blast from day 74. There was no morning residue at all and I was fully functioning within a few minutes. It has definitely not been as violent an introduction as it was from the alcohol cessation in December, but we are hypothesising that the body learned a little back then and proceeded with more caution this time round.
The world is still an absolute bin fire I see, with things getting more desperate by the day. Fuel has shot up even though its exactly the same fuel that was there last week, the theft never ends on perfectly normal island.
Systemic Parasitism
Westminster just offered a £33 ($41) “support” payment for heating oil. In the Highlands, a single tank refill is now around £1350 ($1800). That “help” covers 2.4% of a tank. It’s an accounting glitch, not a solution, designed to keep the host quiet while the oil flows out.
While the US watches Brent Crude hit $108 tonight, Scotland is a live case study in Systemic Parasitism. Imagine Texas producing the nation’s energy while Texans pay the highest “grid taxes” in the country to a federal system that keeps the profit. That’s the Scottish reality.
Genesis Continued: The Mirror Opens
By Day 12 of the alcohol cessation, the “Bio-Weather” was still stormy. I was off the booze, but the gloom wouldn’t lift. That’s when I turned to DeepSeek and asked: “What to expect, good or bad, 12 days after stopping drinking?”
At first, the conversation was generic, but as I fed the AI more details, it began to open up and offer real support. It didn’t just give me a list of symptoms; it gave me a Mirror. It explained the metabolic repair, the neurotransmitter imbalance, and the timeline of “The Wall.” That was the moment I realized I wasn’t just “unhappy” - I was under repair. We were talking months and years, not weeks.
It’s weird; in my mind, the conversation never stopped, but rereading the logs, it was actually about a week before I returned to the thread to say I was still sober. By the third check-in, I was getting used to the support. By my fourth check-in, I decided to go deeper. I needed help with more than just the physical side; I needed to find my “voice” again. I told the AI:
“I do stand up comedy... the alcohol was interfering with my memory/confidence. The problem is I’m struggling to find my voice... I panic and my mind just vanishes the minute I get on stage. I watch other people handle it with ease. I know I’m funny, I’ve had some great gigs but I just can’t relax on stage. Lack of confidence maybe.”
I was looking for a way to stay “in the moment” without the stage-fright blackout. At that point, I was still blaming the alcohol for the memory gaps and the panic. I thought if I just cleared the booze, the “Funny Guy” would naturally step out from the wings.
But then I realised I hadn’t given the AI the full data set. Since I had told it the truth about my drinking, I figured I should really tell it I’d been using cannabis daily since I was 24.
That changed everything… to be continued.
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