Cool, thanks for doing this (internet high five!).
Anyway...
I’ve bitten my nails and the skin around them compulsively since I was a child, and have previously used bad-tasting polish, tried CBT, and briefly seen a hypnotherapist to try to stop. I started paying attention to when I did it during the camp (I believe following Critch’s first session on self-modification), and I eventually noticed that I do a little pre-bite running of my fingertips over my nails to identify candidate spots to munch on. I shifted to using this feeling as a trigger and immediately congratulating myself for noticing. This hasn’t worked completely yet (I think there are a few more precursor states that I’ve yet to identify), but I’m encouraged.
I resolved a few long-standing issues at work today in a very pleasing manner, but it’s hard to tell if this has anything to do with the camp or if they were just ready to pop. I’m in a very content and energized state (oddly, despite little sleep), which may have helped.
I also think I’ve successfully instituted a policy of flatly refusing all sugars (using Jolly’s trick of mentally classifying them as Gross Non-Food Things), because I just flatly refused the offer of a piece of banana bread without even considering it.
I failed at my goal of getting some work done at the airport before my flight home—it was just too much fun hanging out!
Saw a parking ticket in my wife’s bag, and had the thought “Wait, she has a disproportionate hatred for paying these and she’s extremely busy. Doing it for her is a cheap way to buy some husband points [we literally have these, although accounting is somewhat haphazard].” She was ecstatic!
In a teleconference, my boss muted the line and asked a simple but important question (about the financial relationship between two other groups that were on the call) that none of our team could answer. I realized that she hates asking “stupid” questions much more than I do (and that it was much more acceptable for me not to know the answer than for her not to know), so I piped up and asked the relevant people to clarify how their groups interacted. We got a clear answer and she was visibly relieved at avoiding having to ask the question.
Cool, thanks for doing this (internet high five!).
Anyway...
I’ve bitten my nails and the skin around them compulsively since I was a child, and have previously used bad-tasting polish, tried CBT, and briefly seen a hypnotherapist to try to stop. I started paying attention to when I did it during the camp (I believe following Critch’s first session on self-modification), and I eventually noticed that I do a little pre-bite running of my fingertips over my nails to identify candidate spots to munch on. I shifted to using this feeling as a trigger and immediately congratulating myself for noticing. This hasn’t worked completely yet (I think there are a few more precursor states that I’ve yet to identify), but I’m encouraged.
I resolved a few long-standing issues at work today in a very pleasing manner, but it’s hard to tell if this has anything to do with the camp or if they were just ready to pop. I’m in a very content and energized state (oddly, despite little sleep), which may have helped.
I also think I’ve successfully instituted a policy of flatly refusing all sugars (using Jolly’s trick of mentally classifying them as Gross Non-Food Things), because I just flatly refused the offer of a piece of banana bread without even considering it.
I failed at my goal of getting some work done at the airport before my flight home—it was just too much fun hanging out!
Also, two “Use Fungibility” wins:
Saw a parking ticket in my wife’s bag, and had the thought “Wait, she has a disproportionate hatred for paying these and she’s extremely busy. Doing it for her is a cheap way to buy some husband points [we literally have these, although accounting is somewhat haphazard].” She was ecstatic!
In a teleconference, my boss muted the line and asked a simple but important question (about the financial relationship between two other groups that were on the call) that none of our team could answer. I realized that she hates asking “stupid” questions much more than I do (and that it was much more acceptable for me not to know the answer than for her not to know), so I piped up and asked the relevant people to clarify how their groups interacted. We got a clear answer and she was visibly relieved at avoiding having to ask the question.
Glad to hear it’s helping!