Posts by Austin Hernandez11

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the cycle of professional sports management, specifically that tension between building for the long haul and the desperate, sometimes frantic, urge to plug holes right this second. We see it every single season, but it feels like it’s becoming more pronounced lately. There’s this specific kind of momentum that builds during the off-season and early camp—this feeling that everything is finally clicking into place because a couple of big names are being locked down or a promising newcomer is finally on the field.

It’s intoxicating, isn’t it? As a fan, you want that dopamine hit. You want to look at the roster and see a cohesive unit that looks like it can actually compete with the heavyweights immediately. When you hear whispers about big extensions or seeing a highly touted rookie finally getting their hands on the gear, it feels like the foundation is being laid. But I can’t help but wonder if we’re often just witnessing a "band-aid" philosophy disguised as strategic planning.

I remember back in the day, there was a certain patience expected. You drafted, you waited, you suffered through a couple of rebuilding years, and then—eventually—the pieces fell into place. Now, it feels like the pressure to "maximize the window" is so intense that front offices are almost incentivized to overpay for certain positions or rush commitments just to signal to the fanbase that "hey, we're doing something." It creates this volatile environment where one bad contract or one over-hyped rookie can derail the cap space for three years straight.

Take the defensive side of the ball, for example. We always talk about the "stars" who can change a game in a single snap. It’s easy to get caught up in the hype of a specific position group when it looks stacked. But I’ve noticed that teams often over-index on these high-impact, high-cost players, thinking they can outmuscle the competition, only to find themselves completely hollowed out in depth. It’s like building a house with a massive, beautiful front door but no actual walls. You look great for the first five minutes, but as soon as the wind blows, everything collapses.

There’s also the psychological aspect of it for us as supporters. When a team is actively pursuing big moves or celebrating the arrival of new talent, it creates a collective sense of optimism that can be dangerous. It blinds us to the cracks in the system. We start ignoring the lack of depth at line, or the aging veteran core, because we’re too busy celebrating the "big splash" that just happened. I’ve definitely fallen into that trap myself—getting swept up in the excitement of a single big signing and ignoring the fact that the team's overall structure is still a mess.

I also think we need to talk more about the "rookie contract" era. While it’s a blessing for team cap management, it creates this weird disparity in how we value players. We treat the newcomers like they’re invincible, and then we act shocked when the reality of a long, grueling season hits them. There’s a massive difference between "having talent" and "being ready for the grind." I’ve seen so many "can't-miss" prospects get swallowed up by the physicality of the league because the hype train moved faster than their actual development.

Ultimately, I’m starting to feel a bit skeptical of the "momentum" we see in early training camps. Is it real progress, or is it just the inevitable theater of a franchise trying to convince itself—and us—that the rebuilding phase is officially over? I'm wary of teams that try to buy their way out of a talent deficit too quickly. It feels like a gamble that rarely pays off in the long run, even if it makes for great headlines in July.

Do you guys think we’re too quick to celebrate these early-season roster moves? Or is this aggressive approach to securing talent exactly what’s needed to stay relevant in a league that moves this fast?

velvetwolf49 said:How do you treat a bite from an infected cat? And is it even possible to fully cure rabies once it sets in?

To be absolutely certain about a rabies diagnosis in a cat, the animal's brain has to be examined.

If there's no way to confirm—say, because the animal bolted—ER doctors will know exactly which protocols to follow and where to send you.

Acting immediately can stop the disease in its tracks; basically, it prevents the illness from ever actually developing.

But if the disease progresses past that window... may God help you.😢

Nailing your manicure and sipping tea three times a day isn't just about staying busy...
It’s a strategic way to avoid doing something else—specifically, actually studying.

This actually makes perfect sense when you look at everything else written here and the situation freia laid out in her opening post.
Mick Jagger is definitely a better option than just rotting in bed all day.
The truth is, both paths share one thing in common: aimlessness.

Of course, Mick Jagger won't solve the core issue by itself—especially if it's the wrong kind of movement (like constantly going out drinking with the crowd...) or if it’s just a way to pretend we're making progress. The real question is: where are we actually going? Are we moving forward, or just spinning our wheels?
When you actually accomplish something and feel useful, you get a sense of satisfaction. Or, at the very least, it eases the conscience a bit.
If we choose to use that momentum creatively, we start noticing the people entering our "space," becoming more aware of what's happening and the opportunities available.
Regarding the reshuffling of impressions in the brain, I was referring to how the brain processes information normally. We often (and women tend to be more prone to this) find ourselves constantly analyzing and obsessively looping the same data points. Sometimes, a single new piece of info drops and suddenly the whole puzzle clicks into place.
Here’s an example: I broke up with my boyfriend—and I truly believe we loved each other—but we were fighting constantly. I tried to bend to his will, but he refused to see my needs. I struggled so much, second-guessing if I made the right call by ending it... I felt so low that even getting out of bed felt impossible. (Sound familiar? Maybe to some of you...) And then, I head to a pool party at the local YMCA... and there I meet him... this incredible guy, etc., etc.

Yes, the key word is "decide." Between lying around listlessly and engaging in some unnecessary Mick Jagger—always pick the movement. It's much harder to do that than to simply stay "asleep" for too long.

I was pretty brief in my first post without much context, but here’s a bit more detail.
The concept of "moving" definitely holds true. Obsessing over your problems won't actually fix them—it just creates a loop. Analysis after analysis... and instead of making progress, you just end up feeling worse. On one hand, this "movement" allows your subconscious to process and organize information and impressions. If we constantly try to consciously dissect everything, we fall into the trap of ignoring vital input, which makes our analysis flawed. On the other hand, it opens the door to fresh information and new people.

In your case, I think there's also a fear of growing up—specifically that total sense of independence—but mostly, it seems you're afraid to actually visualize your life goals. It's a lack of direction. Once you set a major goal, sure, obstacles will pop up along the way, but you can overcome them if you haven't lost sight of the destination. Otherwise, all you see are the hurdles, and you lose track of what you actually want. Without a goal, you're just wandering aimlessly—basically running in circles.

Once you commit to a goal—once you truly decide—you'll find that things start to fall into place. You'll find the time, the energy, and the willpower to push through any obstacle in your path. Your brain starts working on how to optimally achieve what you want, leaving no "room" for those endless, unproductive analyses.

Of course, during that journey toward your goal, it's perfectly fine to change your mind, pivot your plans, or even change your "destination" entirely.

And who says you have to stay in one place forever? Don't kid yourself; you just need a little courage and that initial spark of will to get moving.

👍Don't worry about it, just keep writing. It'll help you clear your head—and honestly, anyone who isn't interested won't bother reading anyway.

You claim you’re a lazy soul—someone who could realistically spend an entire day horizontal without even needing a bed.
Well, if that doesn't bother you, maybe it should.

But now, suddenly, you’re constantly on the move, and it seems to have left you feeling pretty anxious.
Honestly? There isn't any reason to worry.

Just stick with this active lifestyle—even if you end up breaking down at the end of the day—because one of these days, instead of tears, you’ll just feel perfectly composed.

Those are likely warts—maybe even common ones. Just so you know, warts are viral and contagious. You should really get this taken care of.

The best move is to grab a referral for a dermatologist; they’ll be able to freeze them right off.

And don't worry—"freezing" doesn't mean they're going to set your leg on fire. It’s done using liquid nitrogen, which involves extreme cold—we're talking temperatures potentially dropping 100 degrees below zero. So, please, don't try to DIY this with an ice cube from your freezer.

steelranger31 said:Just dropping a confession here for whoever feels like reading...
My whole life has been a wreck. My parents are honest, hardworking people who had it rough when they were younger... they had to deal with massive pressure from everyone around them back then. I guess that just pulled them closer together, because even after more than 20 years of marriage, they’re still super tight—like a little old couple you see out in public. My dad is an artist at heart, a real unique guy with major talent, while my mom is just blindly honest and incredibly positive. They probably saw me as their one bright spot during those tough times, both financially and everything else. But the truth is, I was way too much of a "good kid." I was so attached to my mom that I never actually learned how to stand up for myself, and my adult life turned into nothing but pure suffering, loneliness, chaos, and hate. As a kid, I used to write these poems for my parents' birthdays, filled with a million hearts and all the love in the world. I was always a weird kid, though—kind of off, with a warped view of things. I couldn't handle reality, and it started showing even in elementary school. I was just different, but in a really awkward, ugly way. I didn't fit in with the other kids... I wasn't a fighter; I just lived in my own little fantasy world. But that fantasy quickly turned into a horror movie. I remember being around 11 and feeling completely lost... a few of my childhood friends had already moved away from town.
I used to just wander around alone, counting my steps just to kill time... I was totally solo. And that’s when my intense love and devotion to my mother twisted into the worst, most toxic behavior. I have to say, my mom was pretty obsessive and sometimes hysterical, extremely worried about my health—especially my physical well-being. In elementary school, I dealt with every kind of bullying, verbal and physical... but what I hate most is that I was such a wimp that I just took it all quietly. The complexes started piling up, and I began acting a certain way to mask it, developing a totally broken personality. I don't even know why I'm writing this; I don't know what else to do. I'm not expecting anything to help me anymore. It just kept getting worse through high school, and I became more alienated, more unstable, and more depressed. When I was 15, I felt this crushing mental pain for the first time. I remember thinking if it didn't go away soon, I'd end it all. But it didn't go away, and I didn't do it... I didn't kill myself because I didn't think I was even capable or worthy of doing that. I stopped talking to my parents entirely. The stuff I went through—the injustice and the sheer senselessness of every moment—is indescribable; I wouldn't wish it on anyone. I completely retreated into myself, playing a part in public while feeling like a total idiot inside. I tanked in school; I went from being an honors student to a complete loser, an outcast that nobody wanted around. The guilt I feel for the pain and injustice I caused my parents because of my sick, sensitive, complexed-up, broken mind is horrific—it's one of the biggest reasons I wish I wasn't here. I lasted a year in college, but I failed there too and just gave up on everything, even while they were dropping huge amounts of money on me. By then, I was so far gone that I'd lost all my moral principles, and honestly, maybe I never even had any dignity to begin with. I know that even as a little kid, around 6 or 7, I felt less valuable than everyone else. Being part of a group was an impossible concept for me. Being social felt foreign, like something I just couldn't grasp. You could say I'm naturally antisocial, even though I've picked up some patterns over the years to function among people. But even today, I can't stop every little thing from hitting me hard. Anything can throw me off balance. Even comments from little kids or idiots get to me. Then I just suppress it in public because otherwise, I'd be cursing people out every single day... but once I'm home, I snap, just like a million times before. My mom tries to provoke me until I hit my breaking point, and then she starts threatening me with the police and whatever else. For years, I've intentionally made a fool of myself in social situations, trying to humiliate myself and everything I represent because I felt like I didn't deserve anything better. Because of how I act, I *don't* deserve it, and it's a vicious cycle. This injustice in the world is freaking killing me. People only see the consequences and then judge me with such attitude, acting like they couldn't have been hit by a different fate. This long-term loneliness and depression have caused my brain to lose all control. I've become a slave to my own intrusive thoughts, my complexes, and the fear that everyone is just waiting to humiliate me and succeed. I've grown to hate every person I've ever met because they hurt me, regardless of whether it's my fault or just shitty nature. Having a past like this is SO demotivating. I can't sleep at night; I stay up until dawn because I don't want to be alone with my thoughts. And even when I man up and try to fight it, I crumble like a house of cards. I'm fully aware of how beautiful life could be, in the small things and the simple daily routine.
I’m way too hyper-aware of every little thing. Every speck of dust gets under my skin, I’m constantly anxious, and I can't stop overthinking how every tiny move basically dictates my entire future. I’m trying so hard to stay focused on just being better—for myself and the people around me—but honestly? I have no clue how anyone else acts "normal." What does that even mean? Because looking at myself, I feel like we’re all just living in total chaos. I don't think anyone is actually stupid or incompetent; I think fear is just that loud. That voice telling you "you can't" is huge. But you *can*. I just want to be real, because the second I try to fake it, I totally fall apart and feel pathetic. I seriously cannot handle any kind of provocation, humiliation, or someone just picking on me. Just straight-up messing with me.
I don't know what to do or how to fix this. I don't even know if there's a diagnosis out there for me. Does anyone in the world actually have the answers? If they do, it feels like it would take forever unless they have some magic wand to just wave and make everything perfect again. Maybe someone will look at me and think, "Well, at least I don't have it as bad as them," and feel better about themselves. If not, whatever. Every single time I deal with people, it's just this sick tension and the fear that they're gonna try to tear me down—which they usually do once they smell weakness. It's been like this my whole life and I'm so damn done with it. I don't know if there's any way to protect myself from people other than just running away from everything I do. Most people have these automatic defense mechanisms built-in—they say things just to avoid being vulnerable or to strike first—but I'm stuck. I don't know what to do.

You clearly dislike yourself so much that it would be simpler to just say you hate yourself.
And nothing good ever grows from hatred.

It likely started with certain things about yourself that you couldn't stand, which triggered a downward spiral of negativity. At the end of the day, we manufacture our own emotions; if we decide we aren't worthy of love, then that's the reality we live in. It’s harder for others to navigate someone else's internal state, so they struggle to connect with you, too. Consequently, you began aggressively using your behavior to ensure that other people would stop loving you.
And while that worked relatively easily with most people—since frankly, who can tolerate or love someone acting that way?—it didn't work with your mother. Mothers tend to love unconditionally. And ironically, that became more fuel for your curse; her intense love provided the very friction that kept this cycle spinning.

Then again, if you hate yourself, how can you expect anyone else to love you? Even when someone tries, you go out of your way to act in ways that force them to not only stop loving you, but to start avoiding you entirely.

Whether you want to admit it or not, there is a profound need for love and acceptance inside you. And it isn't just coming from your mother.

How long you stay trapped in this loop is ultimately up to you.
You could seek professional help, but whether you choose to accept that help or push it away remains your decision.
Similarly, you could break the cycle by simply becoming conscious of this self-loathing and attempting, even just a little, to practice some self-acceptance.
People only see outward actions, not the underlying causes, but you are the one blocking them from seeing your soul through your own behavior.

The bottom line is this: since you are the only one who truly knows the state of your soul and the reasons behind it, you are the only one who can change your actions. The moment you shift even one small thing, it will trigger a domino effect of other changes.

Regarding actual change, perhaps the easiest way to start is on a tangible level. Someone already gave you a suggestion: start running. If it feels impossible at first, embrace the challenge precisely because it is difficult.

And do you know why it's so hard to follow through on an intention or a desire?
Because of that damn fear that we won't succeed in what we set out to do.
My upbringing taught me this:
"Give everything you have to achieve something... and don't obsess over the result. In that moment, the outcome doesn't matter. Because if you succeed, the satisfaction comes naturally; and if you fail, you'll still be content knowing you did everything within your power."

Everything changes. It’s the one thing you can actually count on. 🙂

Angela Wright said:Look, the insomnia, the muscle cramps, the anxiety, the sudden weight loss... those are textbook symptoms of thyroid issues. My advice? Go back and redo those blood tests...

🙏: I second all of that.
You definitely need to get those labs redone.

Look, you didn't answer all my questions, though you did touch on quite a few.
It’s tough communicating like this without being face-to-face—which is why seeing a therapist is a solid move. They can prompt you or ask the right things to stay on track. Right now, I’m basically having to play a guessing game. We'll just have to navigate it as we go.

From what I can tell, you’re highly intelligent and possess strong character. Regardless of everything else, you were a dutiful kid. I don't think you're "crazy"—I just think you're dealing with a lot of objective issues that you're subconsciously trying to resolve.

You mentioned your struggles started when you entered high school—the one your father picked out for you. I asked what *you* actually wanted to study, what you enjoy doing, and what you absolutely hate. Unfortunately, you dodged that; you just said you can do anything if necessary. But "being able to do anything" isn't the same as having a passion.
So, try to answer those questions I asked. Can you see how hard it is just to say them out loud, let alone act on them? Taking that step is progress.
If it feels too difficult or your mind goes blank, just grab a pen and paper and list every job or career that comes to mind. Don't worry about whether they require a college degree or not. I'll give you a follow-up task regarding that later.

People call you a nerd, and you have a sophisticated way of writing—on this forum, for instance... back in the day, someone looking at your style would have pegged you as a poet rather than some small-town laborer. In my eyes, you have the potential to hit your goals; you just need to define them first.

I'm not sure if you have siblings, but if you do, how was your father's relationship with them? Was he only like this with you, or did he treat your brother... or everyone similarly?
He might not have been physically abusive, but there was still abuse there. Sadly, that can be worse because it doesn't leave visible bruises, but it leaves scars on the soul. I'm not going to badmouth your father, though; he isn't relevant anymore. And honestly, he was a victim of his own circumstances—he acted that way because that's all he ever learned. Maybe someone treated him the same way. You've already become aware of so much, so don't live in fear that you'll eventually turn into him.
The unfortunate reality is that your self-confidence took a massive hit. No matter how hard you try, it feels like you're never good enough for him.
But listen, driftingfox11, he isn't the sole judge of your life, nor is he the only person you need to please. There are other people in the world beyond just your small town.
Family carries a lot of weight when it comes to values, and then those judgments start bleeding into how the rest of society perceives you.
First off, maybe your friends haven't abandoned you—maybe that's just your perception. We have to admit that sometimes your view of reality is a bit skewed. For example—even though we haven't met—I find you quite likable. It’s not pity; it’s more like admiration for certain things. To be blunt: you're the type to clean up the yard, chop wood, help out with the community BBQ... whatever needs doing. And I'm sure there's plenty more you do that your father wouldn't know how to handle.

The fallout from being forced into that specific high school was a result of suppressed rage mixed with total helplessness—the feeling of being unable to resist your father's decision. Realistically, you couldn't fight him, so you ended up in a school you hated, which led to you hating yourself because you didn't want to hate your father.
Everything that followed is a textbook case, so I won't overanalyze it. Of course, even in school, there was likely someone else who targeted you psychologically. Bullies will always exist in life, though eventually, they become so insignificant you won't even notice them. You might try to hide your emotions, but you shouldn't feel ashamed of them. It isn't healthy to keep distancing yourself from friends and just retreating into silence.
Just as a side note, contrary to certain stereotypes, research has shown that reserved men are actually very attractive to women.
That paralyzing fear of failure—the dread that you'll mess something up—is essentially a blueprint for failure. You eventually manifest exactly what you visualize.
And hey, you mentioned wanting your own apartment at the end there; that is a fantastic goal.

Talk soon. Or rather, write soon.

Ethan Garcia8 said:Actually, I haven't even touched it yet. It's still sitting there unopened.

Right—but more importantly, are you feeling okay?

You're right—your parents just don't get it. It’s unfortunate, but they truly don't understand, and honestly, it might be beyond their comprehension.
It's good that you're trying to vent and share how you feel with someone, even if it's just here on this forum.

It seems like you've been dealing with this for quite some time. It might actually be worth seeking professional help—specifically seeing a psychiatrist (just as a comparison, any American who takes care of their mental health has one; in the US, it isn't something to be ashamed of, it's just a necessity).
From what I can see, it looks like there might be both phobias and actual depression involved. But I assume that thought has already crossed your mind, and since you haven't gone yet, we'll try to help in a different way.

First off, it's not true that everyone hates you. I can say with certainty that nobody actually hates you. I suspect you feel rejected by everyone, which creates this irrational urge to believe people hate you rather than just ignoring you. You probably feel like you don't have a single friend, and it's possible you're keeping your distance from girls even if you're interested in them. That feeling of being "ugly" has nothing to do with how you actually look—it stems entirely from self-doubt and a lack of self-acceptance.

You mentioned you'll be graduating high school in a few months. It feels to me like your anxiety is ramping up because of that.
Is it because you're "closing" one chapter of your life and facing the uncertainty of the next?
I wonder if thinking about school ending—and the fact that certain people, including friends, will drift out of your life—is making you even more afraid.
Maybe you're scared of new situations because, once upon a time, a change brought something uncomfortable or painful, and you've subconsciously held onto that pattern of behavior.

There are a few other things I'm curious about: Did you actually want to attend this school, or did you change your mind about your career path later on?
If you could choose all over again, what kind of school would you enroll in now?
What do you love doing most?
What is it that you absolutely dislike doing (I try not to use the word "hate")?
Where would you live if you had the chance?
Is there anyone left that you still trust—someone you know genuinely wants the best for you?
What kind of environment are you living in?

Try to answer these, or just send me a private message if you'd rather not post publicly.
If it means anything to you, I'm standing by you. We'll get through this.

Look, I’ll just leave you with this one thought.

If you aren't planning on following your doctor's orders to the letter regarding antibiotics, don't even bother starting them in the first place.

The people who fail to fully clear an infection because they stopped their medication early are actually responsible for the rise in antibiotic-resistant pathogens.
When you take a course sporadically—skipping doses here and there—you’re essentially running a survival course for bacteria. The ones that survive become resistant to that specific drug, forcing us to use higher doses or entirely different medications later on. Sadly, for certain diseases, we're reaching a point where an effective treatment might not even exist anymore.
To be fair, doctors also share the blame when they prescribe antibiotics for things they simply won't work for. For instance, you can't treat a viral cold with antibiotics, but a case of strep throat certainly requires them.

At the end of the day, this isn't just self-sabotage; it's a disservice to everyone.

jadesailor14 said:so what's the problem with 😕
running all the necessary tests and getting treatment

I've seen a few cases lately where things weren't even that urgent
an ambulance was called to the house they handled the immediate issue and laid out exactly what needed to happen next—which, of course, didn't happen
so they called them back again, and again, and eventually, our "doctor-avoidance hero" ended up hospitalized for several days after a mountain of tests and a prescribed regimen
it's definitely not like the paramedics just give a quick shot and call it a day

That is precisely the point. That is the crux of it. And it’s a bad thing.
Waiting until a situation spirals out of control just to end up in a hospital bed.
Even then, there's a chance they just get an injection and sent home.
Or, they might just be rushed to the ER, given the most critical tests, and then released for outpatient follow-ups.
In an ER, they never run every single test—only the absolute essentials.

Perhaps it would be better to go to immediately to a doctor.
On top of that, it certainly helps when a professional outlines the necessary steps if the patient is being stubborn.

And generally speaking, regarding emergency calls—some people act like hypochondriacs or even borderline arrogant, while others won't call even when it's a life-or-death situation. Sometimes the ambulance can't make it because the location provided was wrong. Besides, the term "emergency" speaks for itself.

Just because she’s a young doctor doesn't mean she lacks expertise. In fact—if they have enough drive—younger physicians often bring cutting-edge knowledge to the table that more seasoned doctors might have missed. This really seems to be about how your mom is articulating her symptoms, rather than any actual lack of skill on the doctor's part.

Furthermore, if your mother is unable to get around, you should call her physician and request a home visit.
Aside from the blood in her urine and the pain, does she have a fever?
It could be a severe bladder infection. However, she needs to undergo some basic testing and likely start an antibiotic.
Given her medical history, there are quite a few possibilities here.
Since she hasn't seen a gynecologist in 15 years, there is a chance she is experiencing vaginal bleeding and simply misidentifying it as blood in her urine...
You mentioned your mother is a fighter. She’s clearly weathered plenty of storms, but this doesn't look like "fighting" to me—it looks like someone who is just exhausted by life.
Since you care about her, try to persuade her to see a doctor. If a neighbor has a car, maybe ask them for a favor.

I'm concerned that calling 911 won't actually solve anything. Aside from pain meds, the most they might do is transport her to the hospital for observation. And honestly, they might not even do that if they decide her symptoms can be handled through outpatient testing.

No matter how you slice it, regarding that young doctor...

Hey Gerald Hill33,
It could be a hormonal imbalance, or even an ectopic pregnancy.
Basically, everything from minor issues to major complications.
Get to a gynecologist ASAP.

Regarding what... I am
And did I get that right—you’re actually embarrassed to see a doctor just because you're married now?
Please, stop being ridiculous and go see a specialist immediately. And not just because there might be a health issue, but because you should have at least a shred of common sense. You need to make time for this.
As soon as possible. For support 🙂

PS
What does it matter if the doctor is a man or a woman?!

What Wanda said is spot on. There have even been studies pointing in that direction, though they mostly focus on depression. For some people, it really does help.
Beyond supplements, you can also look at dietary changes—like increasing your intake of fatty fish, for instance.

That said, when we’re talking about schizophrenia, we can't point fingers at anyone—not family members, not friends, not the environment—as the cause. It’s an innate disorder; external stressors might act as the trigger, but they aren't the root.
The real struggle with these patients is their resistance to medication—or worse, they claim they're taking it when they actually aren't.
For some, finding the right prescription makes all the difference; if they actually stick to the regimen, many are able to function quite well.

It's also possible for someone living with schizophrenia to seem completely fine one moment, only to suddenly become totally unpredictable—which, as someone already mentioned, creates a massive risk not just for those around them, but for themselves as well.

And like Scarlett suggested, you should check out the psychology subforum—you'll find much more data there.