As a teenager I had a rubix cube which I had taken all the stickers off of. I think it was to replicate the puzzle box in Hellraiser. I used to turn it's sides and believe that I had moved my life onto a different path from the one I was on. I also got to a point where I would believe it worked. If something was not great in my life I would take it out and alter the squares, making a note in my diary. Things seemed to improve in my head. 
These days I seem to be in control pretty much.  Although you could argue that last night would've been a rubix cube night. I called the black rubix cube 'A Tyrainium'. These days the chosen device is alcohol. It has the same effect. My little boy is with me overnight tonight and is currently watching his Dinosaur cartoon without blinking. I feel secure around him. I hope he feels the same.
I had not remembered the Tyrainium years until today. It must be over ten years since I had last thought about that. Thank god for my diaries otherwise my brain would be an ever deleting memory card.