This is a monstrously broad topic.

I suppose obligation keeps me firmly rooted to the ground. I'm going through college, so I have a lot of bills to pay between now and career income, I have a family who cannot support me, so I must do so on my own. Outside of that, I'm still at an age where I have a lot of real-world planning to do, especially where future planning, career, and training are concerned.

Outside of that, I have people who respect me, and I put a lot of faith in others' opinions of me. I don't like doing things that will betray that respect.

And my mom died at a young age, and I'm probably the family member that took it the least harshly. That's an awful amount of responsibility.

So I have a lot of real-life worries that keep me tethered, foot-first, into sanity. Maybe when I'm old and retired, I'll go crazy. Until then, it's Reality, party of one.

Shiuz91:
To be honest with me the only thing keeping me sane is my insanity.

That makes no sense. Insanity is the opposite of sanity.

Carry on.

Hmmmm ...

The insane people I've met. I don't think sanity is all that wonderful but insanity isn't great either. I try to avoid the whole scale and just be ... out there.

Martial arts, dancing, and Wretched.

Also alcohol.

Edit:

Shiuz91:

HSIAMetalKing:

Shiuz91:
To be honest with me the only thing keeping me sane is my insanity.

That makes no sense. Insanity is the opposite of sanity.

Carry on.

I doesn't make sense. That is the point.

I don't know what just happened there, but I liked it.

I tend to be unflinchingly sane on the surface but have questionable enough judgments and taste to convince plenty of people I'm a nutter without difficulty. But by then they know and it's too late.

Calming music, upbeat happy music, (as coined by J-E-F-F-E-R-S) dreampunk, the Escapist and 3D Animation.

booze, bongs, babes. thats about it. (its definitely not my job)

Alcohol, specifically beer.

I also find cooking to be strangely therapeutic, if a bit emasculating.

I'm taking five honors courses in school right now, three AP. The only thing that keeping me from going crazy is the sixth course, art. I look forward to it every day, knowing that if I can simply make it there, I'll be fine.
Also, TF2 helps as well.

What's pushing you to be insane so that you need something to KEEP you sane?

You'd think sanity would be the default barring extraordinary circumstances--although I've learned that pretty much everyone goes through extraordinary circumstances at some point. We're all born, we all seek, we all age, we all die. You can either try to push it all out of your mind or welcome it in and make it a part of you. Method one turns you gradually crazy. Method two makes you wise.

Edit: Nevermind.

Music, noise of anykind really, unless I'm trying to sleep, then if theres any noise other than music I go berserk...

Shiuz91:
To be honest with me the only thing keeping me sane is my insanity.

If you can technologically analyse your insanity, that means you founded a way to counter it. Is that your logical explanation?

If you respond, can you give a clearer explanation?

EDIT:This thread is more about "How do you keep your stress level low". At least, that's how the others seems to have answered it. Can you give a better introduction?

To answer the thread: I keep a set of rules and my logic to keep things in order.

Tv, movies, being online, reading, sleeping and being by myself.

The duck. the duck keeps me sane.

KneeLord:

Random argument man:
If you can technologically analyse your insanity, that means you founded a way to counter it. Is that your logical explanation?

If you respond, can you give a clearer explanation?

Don't bother... he's clearly exempt from logic. ;)

I'm checking how high is sanity can keep up.

I'd say not having insanity inducing traumas, amirite?

I mean, just to name a few:

*My dong hasn't EVER been chewn off by a hungry rabid gerbil.
*I've never had to chainsaw a baby to ensure my own survival.
*The gas line in my home has never exploded killing all my family.
*I've never been called anonymously and told strange facts about my life only for the person on the other side of the call to tell me that I'm gonna get raped in 5...4..3..2..1...
*A horse han never talked at me.
*I've definitely never stolen government secrets.

See? sane.

Shiuz91:

Random argument man:

KneeLord:

Random argument man:
If you can technologically analyse your insanity, that means you founded a way to counter it. Is that your logical explanation?

If you respond, can you give a clearer explanation?

Don't bother... he's clearly exempt from logic. ;)

I'm checking how high is sanity can keep up.

This thread is not about keeping stress down it is just my way of trying to figure out people and see how they keep from going to Arkham Asylum so i can try to keep sane myself

O.....k? Your trying to know "How do we keep ourselves out of an Asylum".
-Well you can act like the society want you to act.
-You can try to realize, how much is your insanity at.
-We have some psychiatrist to check, if you have any mental disorder.

Like I said, we're gonna need a better introduction.

Writing.

Karate. My dojo is more or less my second home, and it's the one of the most stable, reliable enviroments I have ever been to. God only knows how I made it the first 13 years of my life without killing somebody, as I had no other release for stress, and no reliable adults around that wern't bat-shit crazy.

Oh, and crack. Crack helps.

The balance of time alone and time with others. It needs to be maintained perfectly, which is tricky, so I'm not sane all the time.

Shiuz91:
This thread is not about keeping stress down it is just my way of trying to figure out people and see how they keep from going to Arkham Asylum so i can try to keep sane myself

I've found that one of the best things to do is to take a step back and remember that the world is not as small as the space you find yourself confined in. Art of all kinds (books, movies, music, paintings) can be a great help in this area. There's a great section in The Fountainhead that's well worth quoting:

He was a very young man. He had just graduated from college--in the spring of the year 1935--and he wanted to decide whether life was worth living. He did not know that this was the question in his mind. He did not think of dying. He thought only that he wished to find joy and reason and meaning in life--and that none had been offered to him anywhere . . .

He could not name the thing he wanted of life. He felt it here, in this wild loneliness . . . He thought that this was not right; that man's work should be a higher step, an improvement on nature, not a degradation. He did not want to despise men; he wanted to love and admire them. But he dreaded the sight of the first house, poolroom and movie poster he would encounter on his way.

He had always wanted to write music, and he could give no other identity to the thing he sought . . . let me see it made real. Let me see the answer to the promise of that music. . . Don't help me or serve me, but let me see it once, because I need it. Don't work for my happiness, my brothers--show me yours--show me that it is possible--show me your achievement--and the knowledge will give me courage for mine.

I went insane a long time ago, but it got boring, so I decided to go sane.

So very, very sane....

I keep my sanity and insanity in two separate boxes. Sometimes I open the sanity box when getting out of bed, sometimes the one with insanity. And on some very rare occasions, I open either both, or none of them.

My secret ninja chef hat keeps me sane.

The Iron Ninja:
My secret ninja chef hat keeps me sane.

*Takes secret ninja chef hat*

haHA!

No! Now what will stop the wallpaper?

The Iron Ninja:
No! Now what will stop the wallpaper?

Basting!