Phenibut vs Alcohol: Why I Chose Phenibut, not Alcohol
With alcohol so readily available and so many excuses to drink, it might seem a little odd that I would choose phenibut instead. It has virtually no exposure in the public eye, so phenibut is not something I can discuss to the Average Joe like asking him what type of beer he likes.
If I were to describe phenibut to someone I would have to go into a very detailed guide highlighting what to expect, how to take it, what to watch out for, what makes it different, and so on. Well, I have briefly mentioned in Phenibut Guru’s Guide to Phenibut how I believe that phenibut is better than alcohol, but I realized that it would be more illuminating for you if I went into a bit more detail.
Alcohol and my family do not mix. Throw in the fact that many in my kin have suffered from some form of depression, and you have a perfect storm of disaster.
Instead of alleviating anxiety, alcohol seemed to increase it in this instance. I witnessed first-hand how destructive alcohol can be between the ties of loved ones, and even (though I won’t go into too many details here, so don’t ask) bring about their demise.
It’s hard to see so much trauma at a young age, and know that exactly one thing was responsible for it. Seeing this made me absolutely terrified of this path and I vowed to myself, before I was even in high school, that I would never drink alcohol.
Now, this may seem a bit extreme. I’m sure there is nothing wrong with alcohol when it is used in moderation, but I was simply unwilling to take those kinds of risks. I am a firm believer that when in doubt, always err on the side of caution.
However, I am a man of high principles (at least I assume I am) and am determined to never go down the path of self-destruction that alcohol can cause. This would further branch out in me being cautious about other vices, and carefully selecting the very best for me so I could improve the quality of my life. This became the basis of Phenibut Guru, and is the reason that I share this site with you today. As I grow and progress, I want you to do the same. This has become something of a passion of mine.
Of course, what I failed to consider when I was young was the social implications of rejecting alcohol. This was not at all pronounced when I made my vow, but became more and more obvious when I entered high school. I was quick to notice that the overwhelming majority of students at my school not only drank but did hardcore drugs (the illegal kind).
It became more and more difficult for me to connect with these kids because they were putting themselves in environments that I refused to be a part of. At the time, this was not a good thing. In high school, social hierarchy is everything. Think of it like a chicken coop- one chicken has a speck of blood on it, the other chickens will peck it to death. Well, quickly they began pecking on me, and I lashed back which only made the situation even worse. I know all I had to do was be cool, sociable, and not afraid to drink in order to be accepted, but I was still unwilling to go down my path.
Then along came college and things definitely changed. Although drinking was even more pervasive now, people were much more socially tolerant and learned to accept it when I politely refused alcohol. Of course, in college it’s almost impossible to not be in an environment where everyone is drinking, but at this point I was much more relaxed and comfortable in my skin. I no longer cared about standing out in this way, and to my surprise many of the other students respected me for sticking to my morals. The only problem was, I was still socially awkward and had stiff body language. I really wanted to loosen up and have a good time, and at one point was really considering drinking like everyone else, but I still scoured the recesses of the internet, determined to find something that could fix this quandary. And that’s when I found it.
My first thoughts to phenibut
Now seeing how squeamish I am about alcohol, you can imagine how I felt about trying phenibut for the first time. I flat out refused to entertain the notion and ran all sorts of worst case scenario thoughts through my head. Plus, I simply wasn’t buying that this compound could do anything that it said it could, because otherwise I would have at least heard something about it before now (keep in mind, this was back when I still consumed information from the mainstream media. I have since divorced myself from it and am so glad I did, but that is a story for another time).
It wasn’t until I came across GoodLookingLoser that I ever even begun to entertain the notion that maybe this stuff could work for me. I have checked out many “manosphere” “self-improvement” “red pill” and other phony-baloney sites run by scumbag snake-oil salesmen who don’t give a shit about the people they claim to be “helping” or the content that they provide to the world. All they care about is their bottom line. Chris from GoodLookingLoser is not like that. His content is legit, and it is all backed by experience. He is so open and honest to the visitors that he’ll post NSFW pictures just to prove the penis pump he recommends actually works (Don’t expect the same from me though 🙂 ). The level of trust and respect that he has for his readers was enough to convince me that maybe, he knew what he was talking about. So after some last-minute hesitation, I decided to go for it.
I still remember the first time I decided to take some. For several days, I didn’t do much more than just stare at it, excited about what this could do for me but still apprehensive about what I could expect. I waited until the perfect opportunity- being invited to a frat party- that I finally decided to take some. Not exactly sure of the protocol to taking it, I only took 1 gram, and only two hours before I got there. When I got to the party, I didn’t feel much different. In fact, I was a little bummed out because I felt like it didn’t live up to its hype. I was kind of a wall-flower for about an hour or so. And that’s when I noticed the music- holy shit, was the music good! I wasn’t really paying attention to what I was doing and just started dancing. A few girls started gravitating towards me, something that they never did before. This brought the attention of the frat guys who were as perplexed about what was happening as I was. I chatted with them for a while, and pretty soon they were asking me to rush (Greek life isn’t my thing, so I lied and told them I’d consider it).
By the time the phenibut really started kicking in the party was over. I didn’t want it to stop, but everyone was leaving so I reluctantly bailed as well. With the phenibut in full force in my system, I laid down in my own bed recounting the magic of the last few hours. Next thing I knew, it was 2pm the next day. I, a lifelong insomniac, fell asleep in seconds when I was tired, and got 12 incredible hours of sleep. I was still in a joyous mood the next day, even though the phenibut had already wore off. I told myself “OK, this is a keeper”.
Refining my technique
Over the course of two years, I refined my technique to taking it. As opposed to alcohol, this is something that you have to time it just right, with just the right amount, in order to fully enjoy it. With all this planning and strategy behind phenibut, coupled with the limited availability and lack of public exposure to it, you may be wondering how this could possibly be a better alternative to alcohol.
Honestly, I think the fact that a bit of thought has to go into taking it beforehand is an advantage that it has over alcohol, not a detriment. Many people slam back shots without thinking of how drunk they get because the effects of alcohol happen much faster. As a consequence for their negligence, they suffer brutal hangovers the next day. Yet instead of learning from these experiences, they repeat the same thing over and over again. This just makes no sense to me.
It’s difficult to judge alcohol users too heavily considering it is something that I have actively avoided, but it seems to me that phenibut users and alcohol users are two different types of people. Due to the pervasiveness of alcohol and the way it had been promoted in our culture, there’s not a one specific type of person who uses alcohol (just like different types of people drink coffee or smoke weed). With phenibut however, there is a certain type of person that uses this. This person probably has issues, often times social, that has caused discomfort in that person. Since it’s widely unknown by the public at large, the phenibut user has actively searched for something that would allow them to cure these problems. This is something that if it was mainstream, the casual user would not appreciate what it would do for them and it would be sort of a waste on them. Although I am sure most people who drink beer are good-hearted people, there are certainly those people who take things way to far, and not only hurt themselves but those around them. In contrast, those who take phenibut are almost universally trying to improve themselves, which is the only way they came across something like this in the first place. While there is nothing wrong with alcohol when enjoyed in moderation (it’s just not for me), there is a special kind of person who would have the drive to stumble across phenibut.
With every decision we make in life, we are forced to give up another potential choice, and all the future outcomes associated with it. If I drank in high school and tried my best to fit in, I never would have felt the urge to pursue some other alternative that would allow me to have a halfway decent social life. Therefore, I never would have discovered phenibut. Maybe if I consumed alcohol in a young age I would have had a much better time in high school, and earn more experience in social settings at a young age, thus making me more socially savvy today. Or maybe consuming alcohol at a young age would cause me to be even more aggressive and angry than I was. Or maybe avoiding alcohol caused me to avoid a car crash that would have claimed my life had I chosen to drink.
It can get spooky and a bit unsettling when you ponder over what could have been, or should have been. I’m not omnipotent, so I never will truly know what would have changed. All that I know is that every decision that I made until today defines who I am, and I can go into an infinite number of directions in the future. I have since come to embrace every decision that I have made thus far, and am glad I have given phenibut a try.
If you still need more information on phenibut, check out my basic guide here. And if you have already made your mind into also trying phenibut, then HappyHippoHerbals is the place I most highly recommend you get it. They have never let me down.