Hello, Benjamin from Brothers Campfire here!
Today, my children are excited about sushi. My parents will be treating them to large volumes of the celebrated delicacy and they are ready to indulge.
When I first got married,we got a book and a cd and learned how to make futo maki rolls. The biggest part to me is cooking the rice correctly. I believe that is where the love for sushi was instilled.
Today, yet again I will wear a taser suit and employ my acting skills. It is counter-intuitive to engage electricity aggressively, but it is a coping mechanism for me.
When I first learned the taser, I volunteered to be tased and was “lit up” twice unfairly, when it should ha e been once. What I mean by that is the instructors bullied me.
I will say thay It gave me a lot of anxiety about tasers and I don’t carry one for that reason. It is called a training scar.
Initially afraid of tasers, I have volunteered to be the bad guy over and over to face my fear. The cartridges are not electrified when training, but the weapon is. I make attempts to take the weapon away and get shocked frequency when I do so.
Stupid, maybe. But I am not as afraid of the taser as I should be now. I understand it.