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Bill Burr's Monday Morning Podcast

I've watched all his videos. Twice!

I concentrated on staying positive while running my erands today and had two pleasent encounters, I believe, because of it. Saying to yourself "You are going to make a yummy sandwich," sounds to me like a happy, positive thought. Almost like, "I'm going to make you a yummy sandwich!" "I" and "you" both being yourself. It reminds me of the advice to be nice yourself.

Hello Cioran!

That's tough man. It's really tough. There's 7cupsoftea. I did it once. The reviews I could find before trying it were mixed. But I loved it. I cried my eyes out. I felt much better afterwards. I think it's worth a shot. Been thinking of hopping on it again. It sounds to me like you're working very hard to make your life not so shit.

SamuelS, sure I can. It was paralyzation. I didn't want to move but also I felt like I couldn't stay where I was. "They're coming for me and if I run, I'll just run into them!" There's no safety and I'm in great danger. I also remember feeling colder. I would want to cry out for help but knew there was no threat. And that's where I think it falls off the rails of being a panic attack. I still had the ability to rationalize the situation. Reading yours and threebobs descriptions is enlightening. Your reactions are more powerful to me than the movies themselves. I was just thinking that it seems like you should stay away from these kinds of movies but you can't always know what you're going to see. I can't imagine how tough a spot that is to be in.

Yes, sorry, I don't think I fully appreciate what that's like.

Yeah, I think I know what you're saying. I looked up the definition of panic attack to be sure. Gremlins (1984) used to really freak me out when I was about 8 years old. When I closed my eyes in the shower to shampoo my hair, I imagined that when I opened them, a gremlin would rip back the curtain and attack me. I was paranoid that everywhere, just beyond where I could see, there was a huge mass of murderous little creatures waiting for the moment when I wasn't watching. I didn't ask my parents for help or my friends. What sort of worked was to make the gremlins silly. I imagined them being my friends and following me around the house. I watched "The Descent" (2005) in my late twenties and it was exciting at first to feel that old terror come back to me. Then I had to turn off the tv and goto sleep. And it wasn't fun anymore. I get this sometimes just spinning out of control of imagining terrors. I find it useful to get angry. And if I can, utter some sort of defiance. I know the terrifying monsters are not in the shadows but I don't really feel like I'm accepting that fact until I say, out loud, "Bring it on!"