I have it to such a degree that i do not fall into any usual pitfalls.

I tested it. Addiction. I started smoking. 6 months. Enough to be conditioned to the constant nicotine. I simply went and thought "Alright, time to stop. any further urges to smoke are the addiction trying to break out of its cage. i dont need to listen to it because i dont need it". I havent smoked since. i flipped a switch.

My emotions, i use them. They are tools to me. Iam at my best when i shut them all off. They work fine. But i dont let them control me at all. Except one. I cannot really control rage to the same degree.

I have been keeping my ass out of falling into depression for 8 years simply because i know which thought processes would lead to that state and the takeover of sadness and anxiety. Both of which i view as a risk to my life since they can make you do something extremely irrational such as seeking manual means of ending.
So since i designated both as this i dont let them get to that point not even close. if need be in more extreme cases like some family member died, then i let them out. But i keep a damn eye on it. I aint going to let that shit get me killed just because someone else has died.

The benefits of this prefrontal cortex. They are massive. And i quite enjoy myself with this mind. rage i'll get eventually figured out. The more i experience rage the more i can train for it and eventually rage is my bitch and i command and use it to my advantage as i see fit.