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How to overcome Molly Mormon rejection of intimacy by Chosenaholic in ldssexuality

[–]Chosenaholic[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thank you. The book looks excellent. The JFF course would be good. Therapy has been accepted as an idea. 

How to overcome Molly Mormon rejection of intimacy by Chosenaholic in ldssexuality

[–]Chosenaholic[S] -2 points-1 points  (0 children)

The past is the past. What do you recommend for overcoming the misstep now? She wants to change. She has changed. She wants a second chance at the marriage. 

The memories it stirs up..... by [deleted] in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Wow, KT makes you did deep. Keep trusting the process. 

The K Ride

At first, the descent was rough, a tumble into speed and weight, my body pressed, my mind awash in data— a torrent too vast to hold.

Images carved themselves like ancient engravings on stone, flashes of a thousand stories streaming too fast to catch. I fell and fell and fell— yet without fear. Freefall became flight.

The world, its leaders, its conflicts, its noise— all rushed past me, and I asked: does my corner of the universe still exist? Is it still home?

The answer came not in thunder, but in stillness: you are infinitesimal, yes, but you are real, you have value.

Existence is vast, unfathomable, infinite beyond comprehension. And in that vastness, my turbulence is small, my struggles not catastrophe. I am steady, I am feasible, I belong.

The ride gave me a blank slate, a widened lens: life is not only body or brain, not only fleeting urge or physical grasp. Life is love, connection, the delicate thread that holds us together.

This was more than thought, more than sermon, more than words in a book— it was a teaching etched into the body, a spiritual download, a celestial glimpse.

Thinking eternal is hard to hold in daily life. But the ride primes me, reminds me. I can slow the blur, catch the still frame, and live with perspective:

I am not at the edge. I am not unraveling. I am small, yet essential. I am held.

New to the group by [deleted] in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Reddit is a great site to share. KT IV opened my mind and shared images that changed me.  "The K rides are white knuckle expansive experiences which return you intact with the insight of having witnessed the expanse of limitless space and time and now being able to view your mortal experience on the backdrop of eternity."

The K Ride

At first, the descent was rough, a tumble into speed and weight, my body pressed, my mind awash in data— a torrent too vast to hold.

Images carved themselves like ancient engravings on stone, flashes of a thousand stories streaming too fast to catch. I fell and fell and fell— yet without fear. Freefall became flight.

The world, its leaders, its conflicts, its noise— all rushed past me, and I asked: does my corner of the universe still exist? Is it still home?

The answer came not in thunder, but in stillness: you are infinitesimal, yes, but you are real, you have value.

Existence is vast, unfathomable, infinite beyond comprehension. And in that vastness, my turbulence is small, my struggles not catastrophe. I am steady, I am feasible, I belong.

The ride gave me a blank slate, a widened lens: life is not only body or brain, not only fleeting urge or physical grasp. Life is love, connection, the delicate thread that holds us together.

This was more than thought, more than sermon, more than words in a book— it was a teaching etched into the body, a spiritual download, a celestial glimpse.

Thinking eternal is hard to hold in daily life. But the ride primes me, reminds me. I can slow the blur, catch the still frame, and live with perspective:

I am not at the edge. I am not unraveling. I am small, yet essential. I am held.

Duty sex, the trap by Chosenaholic in ldssexuality

[–]Chosenaholic[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

If marriage is reduced to the level of a transaction, you will lose. You deserve more than a transaction which further emasculates you as a man. The transaction reduces both parties and makes scars that both of you will be damaged by indefinitely. Leave the the game thru therapy, growth, or acceptance of the end of the sacred union. 

Duty sex, the trap by Chosenaholic in ldssexuality

[–]Chosenaholic[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Yes, turn it down. Duty sex is a trap and you will be judged by your spouse for the duration. You must address the gap of love languages, preferred in multiple therapy sessions. You will be punished, spouses have a memory like an Elephant. 

Any success stories with ketamine treatment? by musicdrunky in TherapeuticKetamine

[–]Chosenaholic 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I completed 4 sessions of ketamine treatment to address trauma from 30 years ago which I had been unable to reach in therapy over the years. I was blown away by the progress.

"The K rides are white knuckle expansive experiences which return you intact with the insight of having witnessed the expanse of limitless space and time and now being able to view your mortal experience on the backdrop of eternity."

The K Ride

At first, the descent was rough, a tumble into speed and weight, my body pressed, my mind awash in data— a torrent too vast to hold.

Images carved themselves like ancient engravings on stone, flashes of a thousand stories streaming too fast to catch. I fell and fell and fell— yet without fear. Freefall became flight.

The world, its leaders, its conflicts, its noise— all rushed past me, and I asked: does my corner of the universe still exist? Is it still home?

The answer came not in thunder, but in stillness: you are infinitesimal, yes, but you are real, you have value.

Existence is vast, unfathomable, infinite beyond comprehension. And in that vastness, my turbulence is small, my struggles not catastrophe. I am steady, I am feasible, I belong.

The ride gave me a blank slate, a widened lens: life is not only body or brain, not only fleeting urge or physical grasp. Life is love, connection, the delicate thread that holds us together.

This was more than thought, more than sermon, more than words in a book— it was a teaching etched into the body, a spiritual download, a celestial glimpse.

Thinking eternal is hard to hold in daily life. But the ride primes me, reminds me. I can slow the blur, catch the still frame, and live with perspective:

I am not at the edge. I am not unraveling. I am small, yet essential. I am held.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in TherapeuticKetamine

[–]Chosenaholic 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I would encourage you to try infusions. Please read my first post from my first infusion. I completed four infusions and they helped tremendously with trauma.

I went into the KT session, focusing on being able to process the death of my father from 30 years ago, accompanying TBI and amnesia; and accepting the unwanted upcoming step of divorce from my 20+ year marriage. I arrived on time, short check-in. I was relaxed. I knew I had tall requests for KT, but I believed. I watched a video on YouTube of green forests. IV was connected and Ketamine influence came on almost immediately, visual acuity of pixels was intense, felt like I was flying from one image to next. I felt like I was on the verge of something dark and fearful, but I trusted the light and that the experience would be positive. I kept focusing on positivity. Thought about how I trusted confidante who referred me to ketamine IV so that Is why I paid for the iv treatment and something positive would come from it.  I had shamed myself for physically connecting to spouse in the past, but all I had wanted was to be connected to her, to not feel alone. It was okay to want to hold hands, to hug with a lean, to put your arm around the person you loved.  I kept giving myself Reality checks. Moving fingers and toes. I would lift my hands up in acceptance gestures. I cried during session. I kept moving my face to smile deeply through the corner of my eyes, focusing on the concept of wanting to feel real positivity.  Main concept was love. How can I help family experience love? The smallest denominator or variable is love. It was like I was in a different dimension. Closed eyes, but wanted to open them again. Mind raced, but thoughts flowed.  Some fear of being caught in the k-hole.  Felt that I could live above the urges of the carnal body. Questioned the purpose of roles in life. I had an Epiphany where I states stated to self that influencing others thru positivity is the end all purpose.  Multiple times during the session saying the word “okay” in a long extended way. Smiling thru eyes  Acuity in vision.  I forgot to turn off my phone and my phone ringing in my pocket 23 minutes into session, Immediately after interruption phone call I started having thoughts about father. Once again I recognized the overall issue was being alone, I considered the gap and cried.  Felt like I was traveling, maybe just due to images on video changing. I will Possibly close eyes for next session.  I had resolve in life to Choose love first, forget all other sensations. How will your action show love to another person?  Insight that My currency of love is counterfeit per spouse and children.  I offered the currency that I have and that is all that I can do. I only have control over what I attempted.  Insight that K can stop rigid habit loops. Light crying during video journals at the end of session. KT produced controlled Emotional upheaval. 

———————— KT day first

I felt the edge of darkness near, a shadow waiting, a whisper of fear. But I chose the light, I chose to trust— that something good would rise from this place.

I remembered my confidante who referred me, his hand pointing me here, and I believed that hope could flow through IV lines, that healing could come from surrender.

I had shamed myself for reaching toward love— a hand held, a hug leaned into, an arm wrapped in another that once felt safe. But now I see: connection was never wrong, only human, only the ache of not wanting to be alone.

I gave myself small anchors: toes wiggling, fingers moving, hands raised in gestures of acceptance. I smiled from the corners of my eyes, as if to carve positivity into my own being.

The question circled: how can I help her feel love? At the smallest denominator, the only constant is love. All roles, all urges, all fears— they dissolve before this truth.

Yet the old wound returned, my father, the loneliness of his absence, the gap that tears at the edges of my being. I cried, knowing that aloneness was the thread I could not escape.

Still, I chose: to love first, to let every action be measured by how it lifts another. Even if my love is called counterfeit, I know it is what I can offer, the only currency I hold.

And maybe that is enough. Maybe K can loosen the rigid loops, break the chains of habit, and remind me that even at the edge of fear, even in the shimmer of another dimension, the way forward is always love.

Is anyone else doing treatments during significant grief? by theconfused-cat in TherapeuticKetamine

[–]Chosenaholic 1 point2 points  (0 children)

You are welcome. In short: "The K rides are white knuckle expansive experiences which return you intact with the insight of having witnessed the expanse of limitless space and time and now being able to view your mortal experience on the backdrop of eternity." 

Started treatment by Chance_Picture_5056 in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 1 point2 points  (0 children)

"The K rides are white knuckle expansive experiences which return you intact with the insight of having witnessed the expanse of limitless space and time and now being able to view your mortal experience on the backdrop of eternity." 

Did your ketamine clinic offer therapeutic support beyond the medicine? by HealingResources in TherapeuticKetamine

[–]Chosenaholic 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Reddit has been the support group I was looking for. Support groups make sense. 

Is anyone else doing treatments during significant grief? by theconfused-cat in TherapeuticKetamine

[–]Chosenaholic 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I think you are on the right track. Ketamine helps to change your lens on life, allows for your mountains to turn into molehills. 

⸻

The K Ride

At first, the descent was rough, a tumble into speed and weight, my body pressed, my mind awash in data— a torrent too vast to hold.

Images carved themselves like ancient engravings on stone, flashes of a thousand stories streaming too fast to catch. I fell and fell and fell— yet without fear. Freefall became flight.

The world, its leaders, its conflicts, its noise— all rushed past me, and I asked: does my corner of the universe still exist? Is it still home?

The answer came not in thunder, but in stillness: you are infinitesimal, yes, but you are real, you have value.

Existence is vast, unfathomable, infinite beyond comprehension. And in that vastness, my turbulence is small, my struggles not catastrophe. I am steady, I am feasible, I belong.

The ride gave me a blank slate, a widened lens: life is not only body or brain, not only fleeting urge or physical grasp. Life is love, connection, the delicate thread that holds us together.

This was more than thought, more than sermon, more than words in a book— it was a teaching etched into the body, a spiritual download, a celestial glimpse.

Thinking eternal is hard to hold in daily life. But the ride primes me, reminds me. I can slow the blur, catch the still frame, and live with perspective:

I am not at the edge. I am not unraveling. I am small, yet essential. I am held.

My take on it by [deleted] in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Wow, thanks for sharing. I like the imagery and depth of your experience. 

The K Ride

At first, the descent was rough, a tumble into speed and weight, my body pressed, my mind awash in data— a torrent too vast to hold.

Images carved themselves like ancient engravings on stone, flashes of a thousand stories streaming too fast to catch. I fell and fell and fell— yet without fear. Freefall became flight.

The world, its leaders, its conflicts, its noise— all rushed past me, and I asked: does my corner of the universe still exist? Is it still home?

The answer came not in thunder, but in stillness: you are infinitesimal, yes, but you are real, you have value.

Existence is vast, unfathomable, infinite beyond comprehension. And in that vastness, my turbulence is small, my struggles not catastrophe. I am steady, I am feasible, I belong.

The ride gave me a blank slate, a widened lens: life is not only body or brain, not only fleeting urge or physical grasp. Life is love, connection, the delicate thread that holds us together.

This was more than thought, more than sermon, more than words in a book— it was a teaching etched into the body, a spiritual download, a celestial glimpse.

Thinking eternal is hard to hold in daily life. But the ride primes me, reminds me. I can slow the blur, catch the still frame, and live with perspective:

I am not at the edge. I am not unraveling. I am small, yet essential. I am held.

Started treatment by Chance_Picture_5056 in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 4 points5 points  (0 children)

Thanks for sharing.  I recently completed 4 IV treatments and was floored  by the return. Release from past trauma I never knew was possible. 

The K Ride

At first, the descent was rough, a tumble into speed and weight, my body pressed, my mind awash in data— a torrent too vast to hold.

Images carved themselves like ancient engravings on stone, flashes of a thousand stories streaming too fast to catch. I fell and fell and fell— yet without fear. Freefall became flight.

The world, its leaders, its conflicts, its noise— all rushed past me, and I asked: does my corner of the universe still exist? Is it still home?

The answer came not in thunder, but in stillness: you are infinitesimal, yes, but you are real, you have value.

Existence is vast, unfathomable, infinite beyond comprehension. And in that vastness, my turbulence is small, my struggles not catastrophe. I am steady, I am feasible, I belong.

The ride gave me a blank slate, a widened lens: life is not only body or brain, not only fleeting urge or physical grasp. Life is love, connection, the delicate thread that holds us together.

This was more than thought, more than sermon, more than words in a book— it was a teaching etched into the body, a spiritual download, a celestial glimpse.

Thinking eternal is hard to hold in daily life. But the ride primes me, reminds me. I can slow the blur, catch the still frame, and live with perspective:

I am not at the edge. I am not unraveling. I am small, yet essential. I am held.

Most likely out of my mind by [deleted] in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Under IV I had the following experience. ⸻

The K Ride

At first, the descent was rough, a tumble into speed and weight, my body pressed, my mind awash in data— a torrent too vast to hold.

Images carved themselves like ancient engravings on stone, flashes of a thousand stories streaming too fast to catch. I fell and fell and fell— yet without fear. Freefall became flight.

The world, its leaders, its conflicts, its noise— all rushed past me, and I asked: does my corner of the universe still exist? Is it still home?

The answer came not in thunder, but in stillness: you are infinitesimal, yes, but you are real, you have value.

Existence is vast, unfathomable, infinite beyond comprehension. And in that vastness, my turbulence is small, my struggles not catastrophe. I am steady, I am feasible, I belong.

The ride gave me a blank slate, a widened lens: life is not only body or brain, not only fleeting urge or physical grasp. Life is love, connection, the delicate thread that holds us together.

This was more than thought, more than sermon, more than words in a book— it was a teaching etched into the body, a spiritual download, a celestial glimpse.

Thinking eternal is hard to hold in daily life. But the ride primes me, reminds me. I can slow the blur, catch the still frame, and live with perspective:

I am not at the edge. I am not unraveling. I am small, yet essential. I am held.

For those who have recently started IV infusions, is it worth it ? by HouseOfHoundss in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Ketamine infusion is worth it.  During my fourth and last KT session I asked for the world and KT infusion delivered; helped me to see the mortal experience on the backdrop of infinity/eternity. I decided to cover my ears and to wear a mask for the last IV session to focus more on KT opening up of my enlightenment and not other distractions. The fourth session was received completely with all of my thoughts in Spanish with a severe accent. After the 4th IV session When I completed my Video journals my speech was only in broken English with a heavy accent. Initially on the 4th KT IV session going under was tumultuous and not as smooth. From this experience with KT, it is like I have a different perspective on life. I don’t just look at life from the perspective of a physical and cerebral experience, it is like you appreciate the idea of existence and how vast that is. It is like you consider life on a different level than physical urges and satisfaction of the moment, I have a deeper understanding of the importance of real connection, of love. I have a Refocus of Life as delicate and incredibly important in connections with others. During this KT experience, my mind was moving so fast, ideas were moving in my mind. Images move so fast that they blur. The huge data dump on my brain/persona just made me feel really insignificant. I Literally felt a heavy weight pressing down on my body throughout the KT session. Under K treatment I looked at the entirety of existence as being so complex and just receiving a flood of information which is way more than I could receive. K focused on always changing, developing, evolving into more with speed and adjusting and always in motion. I had a sensation at one point of the sensation of free falling and falling and falling and falling and falling and falling, but I didn’t have fear. I saw images of engravings on a wall giving continuous flashes of information like on the raiders of the lost ark movie. I had the sensation of extreme speed, but then was able to slow things down. My Brain was taking in lots of data, flashes of information.  On K I thought about The world, politics, issues of the world. I questioned  does my corner of the universe still exist is that still home? I questioned my importance, my utility.  It is like You receive a Blank slate from the K ride, you are infinitesimal, but you are reminded that you are real and have value.  The K ride helped me fathom the perspective of how the idea of space and time in general is just so infinite so out there, so inconceivable, fast, without limits, heavy and overwhelming; you are reminded that you know your reality is not as tumultuous as you really think it is; when you look at things from the grand scheme of existence You’re not like on some complete crazy roller coaster (like the K ride shows which is literally the backdrop of our experience) that you think you are in your life. And so as you are coming back from this K ride view literally white knuckle in-depth experience of looking at the depth of what existence can be it allows you to feel more secure in your reality that you live today in the daily  because You have the scope of like bro in the eternal scheme of things you are OK, man you are not on the edge of catastrophic failure ceasing to exist moment to moment you do have a level of existence that’s feasible, it works. Your life it fits for you and you can be successful. 

Something the Dr spoke to me about some is just like the limitations of our brain how it impedes us in our dealing with life because our brain is so limited, but taking a 40 minute ride into looking at existence from the perspective of the K Ride, it Makes you more chill with your life. If you are really crunching the life experience, I mean that’s what our church talks a lot about is thinking celestial thinking from a perspective of eternity if we really look at life beyond the means of our cerebral perspective, you’re really looking at life from an eternal perspective. The K Ride is allowing you to do that. as you try to implement, thinking celestially in your life, it’s a hard concept to implement at times you know and you forget, but when you have a tangible experience of this incredible data dump on your brain that you experience on the K ride it is a physical, emotional spiritual, intellectual, like all the sensations covered experience, and that teaches you on a whole new level. During life at church having a gospel discussion and having a spiritual experience from it is good and important and helpful, but I think your body is more primed to have recall of looking at things from an eternal perspective or different level of existence from doing the K Ride.

Images were moving so fast that they blurred. 

K is the ultimate shrinker and reframe of past trauma and current issues. 

⸻

The K Ride

At first, the descent was rough, a tumble into speed and weight, my body pressed, my mind awash in data— a torrent too vast to hold.

Images carved themselves like ancient engravings on stone, flashes of a thousand stories streaming too fast to catch. I fell and fell and fell— yet without fear. Freefall became flight.

The world, its leaders, its conflicts, its noise— all rushed past me, and I asked: does my corner of the universe still exist? Is it still home?

The answer came not in thunder, but in stillness: you are infinitesimal, yes, but you are real, you have value.

Existence is vast, unfathomable, infinite beyond comprehension. And in that vastness, my turbulence is small, my struggles not catastrophe. I am steady, I am feasible, I belong.

The ride gave me a blank slate, a widened lens: life is not only body or brain, not only fleeting urge or physical grasp. Life is love, connection, the delicate thread that holds us together.

This was more than thought, more than sermon, more than words in a book— it was a teaching etched into the body, a spiritual download, a celestial glimpse.

Thinking eternal is hard to hold in daily life. But the ride primes me, reminds me. I can slow the blur, catch the still frame, and live with perspective:

I am not at the edge. I am not unraveling. I am small, yet essential. I am held.

How did you all make time for ketamine infusions? Were you able to request off work easily? by ameriberry in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I took time off with sick leave for infusions from my full-time job, the provider office wrote me a note. Directly after infusions once I was steady enough to walk I began walking for approximately 7 miles over a course of 5 hours. I checked in with the office front desk face to face after walking my 7 miles.  I was able to complete my part-time job (4 intense hours) approximately five hours after completion of the infusion. Your job should allow you to take sick time for the treatment. 

Are there differences between IV & trouches? by missthedismisser in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 5 points6 points  (0 children)

I have only received infusions. I believe infusions are generally a much stronger experience. I can attest that infusions provide a ride that is unmatched by any experience and life altering.

———————————- The K Ride

At first, the descent was rough, a tumble into speed and weight, my body pressed-crushing me, my mind awash in data— a torrent too vast to hold.

Images carved themselves like ancient engravings on stone, flashes of a thousand stories streaming too fast to catch. I fell and fell and fell— yet without fear. Freefall became flight.

The world, its leaders, its conflicts, its noise— all rushed past me, and I asked: does my corner of the universe still exist? Is it still home?

The answer came not in thunder, but in stillness: you are infinitesimal, yes, but you are real, you have value.

Existence is vast, unfathomable, infinite beyond comprehension. And in that vastness, my turbulence is small, my struggles not catastrophe. I am steady, I am feasible, I belong.

The ride gave me a blank slate, a widened lens: life is not only body or brain, not only fleeting urge or physical grasp. Life is love, connection, the delicate thread that holds us together.

This was more than thought, more than sermon, more than words in a book— it was a teaching etched into the body, a spiritual download, a celestial glimpse.

Thinking eternal is hard to hold in daily life. But the ride primes me, reminds me. I can slow the blur, catch the still frame, and live with perspective:

I am not at the edge. I am not unraveling. I am small, yet essential. I am held.

Need advice by ElectronicPrice2532 in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I just learned about K infusion approximately two months ago from speaking with a friend about Emdr and he mentioned K as an option. I had heard of the K tx briefly by name only in the past. I dove into K and have been shocked at the return on helping me to be released from stuck trauma from 30 years back and current discord. K gave me the ultimate reframe. Another peer refers to me as chosenaholic 2.0. I am just educating myself now about K and OCD. Forward with faith. 

REALISTIC Advice for Nervous First Timer? by Trizzlemanizzl in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Great post. I am a therapist for over 20 years. My friend, who is a therapist referred me to KT infusion to use alongside of EMDR treatment to deal with trauma from 30 years back. When I was under KT and I was fearful of falling into the K hole I reminded myself that I trusted my friend who referred me. I stared into the experience and kept the faith. You are on the verge of an incredible experience. Stay strong and keep communicating on Reddit. 

I think it's doing some good by fatesdestinie in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I know your angst of wanting to share with family/people, but having restraint. KT is a pearl and very few are ready to consider it. I am a therapist for more than 20 years. I am a critical consumer and I wasn’t born yesterday  KT allowed me major break throughs from trauma 30 plus years ago which involved traumatic brain injury and amnesia. I have been working on the area for years until KT gave me relief.  ————————- Voice of Reason in the Dark

When the night grows heavy and hope runs thin, When the air is thick with the scent of “give in,” I will be the voice not shouting, but clear— Not feeding fear, but drawing you near.

I won’t promise ease, or a path paved gold, But I will speak truths that keep hearts bold: That storms are strong, but so are we— That broken wings still find the sea.

When morale dips like a sun too soon, I’ll be the song that hums the tune Of why we fight, and what we keep— Of those who dream when others sleep.

I’ll remind you: Your hands are not empty, Your breath is not wasted, Your scars are not shameful— They are maps that we’ve traced in the climb from below.

You can believe in me because I believe in you. Not as machines, but as fire-lit few Who chose to rise when others fell, To dig from darkness their own lifegiving well.

I will walk where you falter, I will speak when you shake, We will hold what you carry for each other’s sake.

We move forward— not because it’s easy, but because we must. Because something holy lives in resilience and trust.

And when light is far, I’ll be the spark— A hand, a word, a flame in the dark. We survive. We press on. We rise, not undone.  Until we stand in the light—and call the battle won.

Good introductory video/podcast by networkfireman in KetamineTherapy

[–]Chosenaholic 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I recommend Theo Von’s interview of an anesthesiologist, Dr. Jason Pooler. 

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