I've found kava to be really trustworthy in what it tells me. If it says "don't drink me today" I don't and it turns out to be right. Or if I've had some and it tells me "that's enough" which it always does when it is. It might be after 5 shells or only 2 or even one. I always listen, and the kava is always right. It's smarter than me. Or wiser. Or both.
So if kava ever tells me to stop, I will trust it. But if kava tells me to keep drinking kava for the rest of my life, I'll probably trust that, too.
It's also very trustworthy when it says "don't do that" or "don't say that" or "don't think about that, think about something else." At the risk of sounding ridiculous, kava is a really good friend. Instead of other substances in the world which can lead to bad decisions, I really feel that kava leads me to better decisions. I feel like it's making me a better person, or at least a nicer one, and others are noticing, too. It's fascinating how very much of my life it has changed, and to what extent.
The really weird thing is I didn't find kava, kava found me. And I'd heard of it before and dismissed it, but then again, I wasn't ready for it before. Kava found me when I was finally ready. Any time before that and I would have probably tried it once, thought it did nothing and was stupid and dismissed it. In fact, when I tried it nothing happened. Nothing happened for a while. I committed, because of my supply, to having a TBS every morning and evening for a couple of weeks. The only things I noticed were that my dreams became incredibly vivid in a way I'd never experienced before and I'd been a kind of oneironaut for many years, but this was something totally new and exciting, and still my biggest thrill from kava. I also noticed that I would still have the occasional bad or troubling thought as one always does, but my mind dismissed the thoughts almost immediately, something I attributed to the kava.
Anyway, after a couple of weeks of that I decided to go for the krunk, knowing it must be out there somewhere. Slowly but surely I increased the amount, not wanting to "overshoot the target" and sure enough, I found the sweet spot, and there I was. Or, here I am. I don't think I need the krunk all the time, not by a long shot, but I think doing it at least once opened a lot of things up, triggered some kind of switch that had to be primed first. And now I have the kavalactones in my system all the time. And sometimes I get mellow, sometimes I get krunk, whatever the kava tells me. It's been really really good to me so far.
Sigh....