goldie needs drugs in south korea and mrs.goldie maybe needs ear tubes

Alright so here's the deal. I'm in South Korea. We're in South Korea. I did 45 days sober (from alcohol) leading up to this trip and felt great, but I started drinking at some point - don't even remember when - and I haven't stopped. I drank North Korean plum wine at the DMZ yesterday. They have this shit here called soju. It's like a 20% alcohol sake. They mix it with beer and shit. I'm just walking around drinking these things like beers and the people are astounded how I'm doing a kimchi making class, in their eyes blackout drunk, for me, this is the only time I feel normal. Mind your own business, South Korea. I don't understand why your skin doesn't wrinkle and you don't understand my drinking behaviors. Some shit's better left a mystery.

I fucking hate traveling. I'm here for my wife and for the knowledge I'm gaining first-hand. The experience itself is incredibly stressful for me. My MO has been to just stay buzzed the whole time, knock out work early in the morning in a hungover state (because I sill can't sleep more than 5 hours even if I drink 5 bottles of wine the night before), start drinking as soon as work is done or as it's wrapping up, rinse and repeat, come home and live like a monk for a month to recover. We've taken like week-long trips mostly.

This is a 5-week trip. I can't keep this pace up. My fucking heart is beating like I'm 5 miles into a run while I'm asleep. I can't find any weed in this country. Aside: Weed is neither legal nor illegal in North Korea. It grows on the side of the road. You know, like a weed. That's why they call it weed. It's literally a weed - a very resilient and adaptable plant. I don't know whether they know what it is. Whether they've ever thought to try smoking the buds of the female plant. Anyway.

I ask these people, yo where can I cop some weed. They don't acknowledge that drugs are done in their country. They won't talk about it. They say, "We don't do drugs". I'm like, 'OK, I understand that you do not do drugs, but surely you understand that people throughout all of human history, animals too, all over the world have sought out intoxication or some sort of adulteration of consciousness. It's one of the things we do. I know people here are smoking weed and I know it's fucking out there. Can you please tell me who might know where I can get some weed?' "We don't do drugs."

Nobody here looks like they do drugs either. They all pretty much dress and act the same. There's like 3 or 4 variations of male and female archetypes here and not a single one of them is an outright stoner. I gave a cigarette (oh yeah, I smoke cigarettes now apparently and that has to stop too) to a lady bum who came up to me as I was sitting down drinking a beer listening to music, and she maybe had opiates, but she nodded out immediately after I lit it for her. I was jelly but didn't disturb her.

Anyway, I can't stay buzzed for 5 weeks. I need either weed, opiates, benzos, kratom, fuck even kava kava would do. I need fucking downers in South Korea. Does anyone have any idea where I can get any of that? I'm trying to turn this ship around. Thank you kindly.

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My wife is having a health issue. Two years ago, she started getting very dizzy after flying. It lasts anywhere from a few days to a few months. She's walking around bumping into shit, damn near falling over. We have no clues as to what this is. Doctors have been unable to help. She thinks getting ear tubes put in might help. A lot of you people fly a lot. Anyone had this sort of issue before and have you found a solution?

I'm on some super woo woo shit, but I think she had a light mental break. Hear me out. Air travel is incredibly stressful for the organism. You might be drunk and asleep, but most of the shit going on in your mind and body is invisible to you. Just trust me when I tell you that flying on planes is very bad for people. Now this started when she flew to Israel to teach English there over the summer two years ago. She was in the middle of her second year in, I think, the roughest teaching job in the country. She taught low-incidence special ed through TFA at one of the worst schools in Chicago. Like a dozen people got killed on school grounds during school hours that year. She had no support from the school. In fact, her principal and case manager took efforts to make her life difficult because they didn't even want a SPED program. They just wanted the money that came with it. And she was making a lot of noise about all the illegal and unethical shit they were constantly doing at that school. These kids are too young to be on medication. She's a 4'11'' half-Filipino chick. She had chairs thrown at her, all kinds of shit. She'd cry every single day and fantasize about driving her car into a median to avoid having to go to work. I think that long ass flight to Israel was her tipping point and something snapped and now her baseline stress tolerance isn't the same. All that shit's irrelevantish though. Just color & context. Let's talk about some solutions. Thank you kindly once more.