Swallowed the pill many months ago. I sometimes still think about previous relationships and what I'm going through now the natural red pillers went through probably see my new emotions and antics as immature. Albeit interesting, I wish my mind would shut up about some of these things. My emotions toward the subject matter are quietly fading but why does it take so long? I guess what I realize I'm talking about is the stages of grief. Why can't we as rational beings think ourselves into a stoic state immediately? Why must it take us through anger, impatience, depression, guilt, self-loathing, and etc?

For example, when I approach women, why is it that I must approach many to get into a numbed self-control? Why can't I think myself into a state of being and remain that way?