Three prominent anarchists discuss the Ron Paul Revolution. The audio for this podcast is here: http://www.freedomainradio.com/Traffic_Jams/FDR_953_Freedomain_Radio_The_Anarchist_Roundtable_1_Ron_Paul.mp3 ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEZsOZO5hmk

YOU WILL NOT BE THE SAME AFTER THIS SHOW! Stef what are some tips to find your passion? In the last show you mentioned (I'm paraphrasing) that in order for you to complete something it need to "grab you by the balls" any tips to find something to grab you by the balls. Join the PREMIUM philosophy community on the web for free! Get access to StefBOT-AI, private livestreams, premium call in shows, my new book and the History of Philosophers series! See you soon! https://freedomain.locals.com/support/promo/UPB2022

Audio: https://soundcloud.com/stefan-molyneux/please-stef-i-cant-quit-pot-freedomain-call-in I am a 28-year-old female. I desperately want to have children, but I feel that I am unfit for parenthood. The most obvious reason for this is that I am a daily pot-smoker. I've cut back at least 80% in the last month, but I lack the self-control to quit entirely. In the past 10-12 years, I've only been successful in my attempts to quit when I purge my home of all marijuana and smoking devices. Unfortunately, my husband is unwilling to do this with me. The best compromise we've come to yet is that he's said he will pack it away in his car so that it's not as easily accessible to me. There is an underlying issue, which, if solved, perhaps would allow me to quit under less ideal circumstances: I don't know how to manage my extremely high anxiety levels without relying on some kind of compulsive behavior. Since the onset of puberty, it's been one thing after another. It started with self-harm at 11, and progressed into eating disorders throughout my teen years. I grew out of those habits, but replaced them with drinking, smoking cigarettes, and abusing whatever drugs were available to me as well as behaving promiscuously. I've quit all of these habits as well, but the daily pot-smoking remains a constant. When I'm smoking heavily, I get high first thing in the morning, and throughout the day, even before school, work, or exercise, easily 5-10 times a day. This has caused me to be isolated, disconnected from my emotions (kind of the goal, but clearly harmful as well), and keeps me in negative situations & relationships longer than I normally would be, because I can escape reality instead of dealing with the problem. And, to be honest, I just feel like a complete loser no matter what I achieve in other areas. I know that feeling unhappy or upset from time to time is part of life, but I feel it so intensely and often that I don't know how to cope. The only healthy thing I've found that comes close to the kind of anxiety relief I get from marijuana is a regimen of strenuous hot yoga every other day or more. However, this is more of a preventative measure than something I can rely on at any moment when overwhelming emotions come, as they inevitably do. I usually plan my life around yoga classes, but I'm unable to do so right now because of financial problems and an irregular schedule, as well as living in a small town with limited options. So, my question is: What can I do to deal with my sadness and anxiety in a way that's healthy and sustainable, even when my schedule is busy, I'm caring for a child, or the yoga studio is inaccessible? I hope this isn't too long-winded. I would very much like to hear your thoughts, and I appreciate your taking the time to ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8fs1irvLNYQ

www.freedomain.com Hi Stefan, This is the most difficult message I have ever had to write, but after being a listener of yours for 4 years now I finally have to accept that there is both continuity and a cause to the endless failures that seem to shape my life thus far. I have an ACE score of 7, although I do believe that special consideration should be given to the context of the abuse, in my case this would surely increase my score. Violence, incest, abandonment, neglect, torture and betrayal are all major themes in my family history. Each time I listen to a freedomain call-in show a light is shone on to either a suppressed or repressed memory of mine, and it becomes increasingly clear that I am actively, perhaps subconsciously refusing to succeed in life. Most importantly, I am beginning to understand why no one has ever intervened to stop my self destruction, and even more terrifying is that their existence depends on my destruction. I am a British born West African male in my early 30s. I am tall, handsome, intelligent, charismatic, athletic and curious, but despite these gifts I have nothing of value to show for my time on this earth. I have bounced around from one addiction to another, from recreational drug use to sugar binges. I suffer from insomnia, chronic overthinking and crippling self doubt. I have never loved or been loved, but most disturbing to me is that I have never been loving to myself. I have dropped out of university twice, college three times, and procrastination has been my only consistent friend. After many years of inaction I am now afraid to dream, because each failure I add to my internal resume gradually erodes my sense of self worth and efficacy. As a child I would curse God for creating me and forcing me into existence, I thought it was a sick joke that he would make me live a life of suffering. I often wished I could snap my fingers and end my own life. I had no real friends, we were discouraged from socialising outside of the immediate family, it was school, home and church. My earliest memories were of being beaten by mother with the heel of her winter boot, being abruptly sent to live with an old woman relative in west Africa, and not seeing either my mother or father for months after that, all without any explanation at all! I have never had an intimate conversation with my mother, I have no memory of ever being hugged by her, I often wonder if she could mention 2 things that I enjoy doing. I have a memory of being woken up in the middle of the night by my mother and told to scrub my body in the shower with a soap from west Africa that had been prayed on and that would remove any evil curses. I could go on and on Stefan. The true darkness of my family and childhood is buried deep, and even to think about it is to risk too much. The perpetrators and victims have families of their own now and this is why I haven't contacted you before today. I feel as though I am trapped in a cult of secrecy and shame. I truly believe that the victims in my family are quietly and politely dying inside as we look at each other for permission to cry out! But of course , there will never be permission. I am frozen in time, frozen by shame, frozen by fear, Frozen. Help Please Stefan. I am currently studying for a master's degree so I can be available at anytime of day and on any day of the week. My questions is, why haven't I been able to start a life of my own? And what must I do to escape the gravity of the past? Thank you Stefan.