This philosophy emerged during my solitary existence. I genuinely found it terrifying to envision developing physical symptoms anywhere on my body, knowing that I would be alone to seek help when I fell ill. I believe it would be more prudent to learn how to resist temptations rather than gradually descending into a deep abyss of chronic illness. I suspect it was primarily a result of my survival instincts.
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The funny aspect is that even this philosophy cannot entirely prevent the emergence of chronic illnesses. Nevertheless, I find it quite useful when I need to make small decisions regarding new temptations as I navigate life. It has transpired that life is essentially an endless series of temptations, particularly as one grows older and their ability to control their impulses diminishes.
But of course, I cannot live like a monk. That's why I'm eating pizza chips with Pocari Sweat rn.