u/KatyaMilan

In 2005 or 2006 I was in Texas highways magazine in a part about bracken village outside of San Antonio. I'm holding one of my pies and my friend is holding a cake I think. Well I'm a pretty decent pastry chef now and that pie is my biggest seller. I've been trying to on and off track it down and really thought I had the right one but November 2005 wasn't it. I guess I was wondering if anyone had a stash of them they could at least see if I'm in there or if anyone had a way I could find out, person or library I'm not thinking of. I thought I had a ton of info and I can't believe that can't find it. The archives go back to just before that. Any thoughts would be great, tysm!

Hi all, I have had this for 15 years and this last summer I tried to kill myself because of the pain and stress. I took a trip a few months later to make myself happy and ended up finding out so much.

So one, weed has always helped. Even if the pain gets bad, now that I've moved to a legal state I just sip on a beverage, smoke some and instant relief. I know we don't all live in legal states but you gotta get creative. Weed is the first thing that helped

Two, microdosing mushrooms. Once again I can start chewing them and immediately feel better. Can see better. I stop vibrating from the pain. I started about .3 every two weeks and about a year later .5 and it's absolutely great. No visions or lights, just clarity from not being uncomfortable every waking and sleeping second.

Three, this is trauma stored in your body. I started to not just work through it but move away from an extremely toxic family and city and just moved two months ago to a cold small mountain town and I could instantly feel the pain decrease. I did a sound bath in a cave and had no idea what to expect. Two hours of me crying under a blanket later and I left in zero pain. I started to put the pieces together. I started going to the river and screaming. Getting out of flight or flight. Started realizing the pains in my hips the most because of what's happened to me. You need to cry, talk, and physically move your body out of this shit.

Four, verbal reprogramming. One day just muddling in my brain I told myself "your fat, who cares.“ I mean instantly I could feel my gut drop in the best way and the tension release. I simply tell myself, "be fat. Let it hang." Women of all ages especially 90s girls have been so fucked, I didn't even realize I was still sucking it in. Walking high strung cause I'm stressed and trained to. The amount of tension I'm holding in my body from years of people telling me to suck it in, put my head up, Na, let it hang, be droopy, fuck everyone. Whisper to yourself. It does wonders.

I'd be happy to answer any questions, message me, whatever, I just want to help. Everyone knows there's things to be careful with especially the first two. Don't scare people tho, things have come really far and there's a ton of info. Don't let some through the grapevine bs story scare you out of relief. Today the only thing that hurts are my feet, and that's cause these shoes suck. Good luck y'all 🩵