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Screenshot of a Mastodon post by Kevin Beaumont: “Generative Al government lobbying.”
Photo of AI/tech company CEO’s, captioned:
We spent a Trillion on NVDA GPUs antide dont have any Al product you want.
Photo of a crying male, captioned:
Please like our Al bro This is the last time bro. So many possibilities bro. Its the future bro. Just need you to like it bro. We worked real hard bro. Our stockholders need this one bro.
Wow, the adrenaline thing is crazy!
Thanks, my cancer scares both turned out to be non serious things. There is a cancer gene that affects the women in my family, so that’s why after the second scare I realised I had to do something.
I think there’s hope for you in that you’re still able to go through with it (unlike me, who just avoided them, even if it meant dying of cancer).
I had a panic attack just from my GP saying I need a blood test. He even prescribed by lorazepam to take for the test. I didn’t though.
I had a really good therapist for my phobia. In the first session she encouraged me to look at a picture first. I started crying and panicking but she got me to a point where I could look at it and not freak out. The next stage was videos, which took me a while longer to conquer. I felt at that point that I’d never get past it, but she really managed to calm me down to the point where I could. Then it was handling needles and she gave me some to take home, including the finger prick ones. I managed to get as far as letting my ex and my nephews stab me with it but I never got as far as doing it to myself. The third session was when I managed to do a draw. It took 45 mins to psyche myself up. I had her put the fan on me, have some baseball highlights playing on the computer and I had my Tamagotchi uni with me.
I asked her to just pierce the vein and take it straight out so I had a reference for the pain level. Then after more psyching up, I had her do a full draw from my other arm. And I didn’t even get dizzy or feel sick. She even gave me the vial to take home. It was so quick, I didn’t even have time to choose a date for my Tama.
The good thing about it was the therapist let me know I was always in control. If I felt uncomfortable, we stopped. I always felt safe, and that’s probably why your experiences haven’t helped, but probably just reinforce the fear.
I also get emotional flashbacks in certain situations (possible CPTSD, I’m still trying to get my head around it, I’ve blocked out a lot of my childhood), which my last therapist just dismissed as self esteem issues. I can’t adequately put into words just how useless she was.