How to Eat Like a Bird



This is going to be the hard part....  Particularly since the same thing applies to shopping.  Or reading novels.  Anything that one might do compulsively, in order to avoid feeling those uncomfortable feelings.  AWK!!!

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  1. Ray GirvanSeptember 12, 2011 at 7:30 PM

    FB: thanks. This has been a very enlightening theme.

    I've become horribly aware that addictiveness probably runs in my family. I have a number of siblings who ... ermmm ... like their drink too much, and that has been an issue for me too. Though not as much as my tendency to get sucked into compulsive interests that have no benefits in the real world: playing Go on the Internet, editing Wikipedia, or answering questions on Yahoo! Answers.

    But lately I took up accordion (and I mean weird accordion - Russian B-system button-key accordion). The compulsiveness has manifested in assiduous daily practice: I feel uneasy if we're away somewhere and I can't do it. And it has benefits: I'm up to a level where I can play in public, and enjoy doing it. People find it surprising and cool.

    These traits can be harnessed.

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  2. Fencing BearSeptember 13, 2011 at 8:38 AM

    Ray: You are most welcome! Thank you for sharing your experiences with me. It's powerful stuff, addiction. We have drinkers in my family, too, but I'm starting to see that it's a bigger issue, not just about drinking. It's anything that we use to suppress feelings that we would rather not have. But if we allow ourselves to feel them and understand why we have them, then we can actually address what is upsetting us. Which is hard. But ultimately healing. It's such a fine line between passion and compulsion, it's, well, sobering.

    And musically stimulating! Congrats on your playing!

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