Hey guys I decided to start a journal because I wanted to record more of my experiments with (currently) P83.
It’s the strongest effect I have ever had from any of the products thus far and I have tried all the Instants (except Instant Jerk which I just placed an order for earlier today), Ammo, A314, TUTH. I haven’t had as much time to experiment with the others by themselves, which I regret not doing.
So now I’m going to go through, IJ, P83 and Ammo by themselves and in combo for the next six months or so.
P83 I will be playing with for the rest of the summer in my classes.
This is the experience I had yesterday, previously posted on another thread in this forum, but I’m going to erase it so just in case someone I know won’t see it.
""I’ve been experimenting with pheros since this past January/December. I’m 19.
The ammo I have is 1x strength to go.
And the p83 I have is 12.5mcg spray with fragrance Neroli at 6%.
Wow. Wow. This made a huge impact on my class behavior today. I was much more assertive, kept answering questions (because no one really does the reading and that’s what makes up most of class time so i was the only one that could really kept the discussion going).. it came to the point where the teacher looked around and asked, “Did anyone do the reading at all?” and I assertively said, (and I would never ever do this, I usually am a humble and modest person and would typically remain quiet), “I did.”
And the main thing is I didn’t care if anyone looked at me angrily like, “oh that guy is a douche” for saying that. And normally I would. I worry about all that ridiculous crap. I have generalized anxiety disorder, and seriously those three sprays of P83 made it freakin’ vanish. I just didn’t give a crap what anyone thought!
I mean.. it was weird it was like I was on autopilot.. feeling myself say those words. Mostly during class, I just remember how I didn’t bother looking around at my classmates much to see their facial expressions as I said whatever I was saying, I just looked right at the teacher. I stared her straight in the eyes. I didn’t even care. Normally I’d look someone in the eyes, but then look around slightly, you know? But not that day. Whoa no. I was just… I don’t even know what word would describe it?
I also had no problem with turning to classmates and talking to them as if I would a friend. The young woman that usually sits to my right but one chair behind, decided to sit exactly to my right today, giving me the opportunity to turn to her and talk to her easily, which I did a few time without a thought. Normally I have to plan ahead to talk to someone. Somewhat anyway, sometimes I can do it without much forethought but I’m really nervous about it.
On my way to class, I remember a really attractive woman walking behind me on the long cement path up to the school. I don’t know why - But I purposely did not walk on any cracks on my way up without messing up my brisk walking speed. I know she noticed over time I was avoiding the cracks, well, okay I don’t know but I’m pretty sure because she was right behind me and her eyes were facing the pavement. No idea why I did this, but I just really felt like I didn’t care what she thought, or what I was doing, I was just doing it because I could.
Anyway, after class, this guy that normally sits in the back made a point to walk along side of me as we’re going out to our cars and starts talking to me about whatever. I didn’t even look at the guy much in the face, I was looking straight forward. I looked at him a bit, but not as much as I normally would. Normally I’d make a point to be turning in the direction of a person out of politeness.
Heres a bit of the dialog between us that I remember, because I normally wouldn’t say this - at least without clarifying afterwards. Somehow he tells me he’s 23, and I said
Me: Oh wow. I just.. thought you were older. You don’t look 23 at all. (what I really meant by this was the way he acted, he held himself really mature. I thought the guy was close to his thirties, I went on to say aloud to him): I thought you were closer to your thirties.
Normally I’d explain everything I just did in paranthesis to him but he replied with a laugh (he’s a funny guy) and said it was because of all the drinking he did before, and then the topic went on about drinking, and since we had moved on to a new topic in a matter of 2 seconds I didn’t care enough to try to clarify the error before, despite it making me look like a douche.
On my drive home, I remember blasting the radio all the way up (I turn it up somewhat but not as loud as I had it then), and screaming loud into the highway and just being absolutely nuts and wild and not caring about the other drivers seeing me holler along to the radio. I felt great.
I arrived home from class and.. a girl was waiting to talk to me on skype, and then we started talking about my ex (after about an hour or so of conversation) and oddly, it sent me in an extreme depressed mood, a previous suspicioun of mine had been confirmed - even though I had previously accepted it as truth - I guess hearing it be a truth hurt even worse, but then, just about 2-3 hours later I wasn’t bothered by it at all anymore.
I don’t know if that had anything to do with the putatitive, but I normally would not care at all about my ex and I’m the kind of guy that assumes the worst of every situation so I’m not caught of guard. I haven’t talked about her in ages and when I do I don’t care. There’s nothing there anymore, so I felt maybe that was a bit of the putative doing something? I don’t know.
Anyway, I just HAD to come on here and post about this. This is the biggest impact pheros have had on me personally ever thus far. And as I said above I forgot P83 was a disinhibitor, because MY GOD is it true. This is amazing. This is WONDERFUL for someone like me with GAD (generalized anxiety disorder) who constantly worries about every single thing all the time!!!
Sorry this was long but I can’t help being thorough and detailed.
Basically because of P83 - My teacher REALLY likes me because I had no problem answering her questions and not feeling sorry for the other students that didn’t do the homework/reading like I normally would have. Her interest in me caused my other classmate to come up and talk to me, and honestly I felt like he was sort of following me and that’s the first time I’ve ever had someone I don’t know do that, as I was walking - So I feel like I enthralled him.
It was weird. I felt sort of like I enthralled people because I didn’t care? I don’t know. I’m definitely going to play around with this guy all by itself a whole heck of a lot more now.
I’ll keep you guys posted, and I thank each one of you who took the time to read through this haha.
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