ECSTASY RESERVES: Or Why Your Nervous System Is Running a Ponzi Scheme and Joy Is the Currency You Forgot to Invest

The Radical Guide to Banking Bliss Like a Spiritual Billionaire While Your Trauma Monopoly Goes Bankrupt

Picture this: You’re doom-scrolling at 2:47am, cortisol coursing through your veins like expired Red Bull, replaying that mortifying thing you said in 2011 that literally nobody else remembers. Meanwhile, that transcendent moment last Tuesday when the sunset made you cry actual tears? That time your body felt like pure liquid gold? That micro-second of “holy shit, I’m actually okay”?

GONE. Evaporated. Vanished like your ex’s promises, like your metabolism after 30, like that brilliant idea you swore you’d remember but didn’t write down. And THAT, my cosmically caffeinated friend, is the scandal nobody’s talking about.

Your Brain: The Ultimate Gaslighting Narcissist 🧠

Let me paint you a picture of evolution’s cruelest prank. Your amygdala, that almond-shaped catastrophist living rent-free in your skull, is basically that toxic friend who screenshots EVERY slight but conveniently “forgets” when someone was nice to you.

Bad experience: “EMERGENCY BROADCAST! BREAKING NEWS! This is now your p…