Monday, March 30, 2015

On Drugs Again


Drugs do not cause addiction;  addiction causes drugs.  If only we could keep this straight. If we only deal with the drug problem we miss the boat.  Pain produces the need to quell it, which produces the need for drugs that will do it and suppress pain through the gating system.  And generally, the earlier and more remote the pain imprint the deeper the pain and the heavier the addiction.  There are levels of pain depending on the time it is embedded; the closer to how shattering the pain, the most remote, becomes the index for the severity of the pain and addiction.

All the addict is trying to do is normalize, which, when he takes key drugs allows him to feel normal.  Who wouldn’t search out something that allows him to feel relaxed and OK in his/her skin?  People pay a price for all this: addiction……but the addict doesn’t care; he wants surcease, an end to the suffering, even when he has not a clue as to where it all comes from.  All we are trying to do is take away his drugs and put him back in pain. Who is going to win?

Neurosis is the way we go about trying to be normal.  It is normal to feel relaxed, and not normal to feel tense all of the time.   So we find ways to drain the tension; we run, masturbate, do gymnastics, etc.  We are trying a gimmick that will settle us down.

I have written about addiction many times, particularly the piece by Bower (in Science News (March 22, 2014) https://www.sciencenews.org/article/addiction-paradox).  He writes about two major articles on addiction, is it a bad habit or is it a temporary failure to cope.  Guess which wins out?  The temporary failure to cope.  And scientists can only can only come to a conclusion like that when they have no idea what lies deep in the brain.  In brief, being bereft of any evidence.  So one group guesses this way and yet another guesses differently. Anybody’s guess goes since it is really a mystery where the key clues are missing.  Oh by the way, what makes people MAKE THAT CHOICE?  Oh you forgot about that? Maybe that is what is missing.   This is what happens when you strip the human of his deep motivation and stay on top of his head.

Let me digress:  I hesitate to use myself as an example, but my wife says she prefers to read my stories.   So, we watch mostly French TV, mostly because there are no commercials and the content is fantastic.  Last night there was a show on the financial crisis in France where the small business people are failing at a rapid rate. They followed a baker and his wife who were soon to go to a tribunal  to see if they were forced to go out of business.  They could not pay their small business partners and it looked bleak. So they filmed the court procedures and sure enough they were forced into bankruptcy.  When you rely on statistics you get statistical answers. They are rarely human answers.  But to think that a major addiction is simply a bad choice is as simplistic as it gets.

These were two simple people, who supplied bread for the whole community for twenty years.  They had no sophistication in finance.   Sadly. As they got up before the judges, she smiled, kissed her husband and tried to make it outside amid her tears.  Asked what they planned to do now, since they were being forced out of their home which sat on top of the bakery, she raised her hands in hopelessness, trying to look optimistic. And then I broke down.  My wife asked what was wrong, and I said they are so bewildered and lost and defeated.   And as I went on I cried first for them and then said, “it’s me!”  And the feeling got deeper, and took me back to the same feeling; a kid lost, defeated, helpless and hopeless and no one to help or even acknowledge the tragedy.  Suffering alone, no help or empathy. I went down deep to feel that agony.  So what?  “OK you had empathy, now what?”  The “now what” is that I didn’t turn to drugs or even think about them. I felt the pain so I did not have to hide it. That is what I get out of the therapy; no long time lingering pain but something I can deal with.  My feelings came up instantaneously because the gates were open. I knew the feeling and what to do about it. Thus was not a manufactured insight.  It arose, signaled, “I’m ready,” and tears followed. If you had 1000 tears to feel from your life of suffering then each bit helps to unload the burden.  You cannot cheat your physiology. It demands a response; you can put it off but it never leaves and never stops its demands. That is why addiction. And that is why a therapy without feeling solves nothing because the biologic exigencies never leave. You can drug them or shock them or intellectualize them to death but if you do not respond to them, it is you who will die prematurely. That is one thing that cannot happen to me; a premature death.

9 comments:

  1. Even a little kindness, acts of trying to bond, bonding emotionally/mentally, and acts of humanity can help someone who is suffering. To me, it should be constant for the one suffering. The majority of the people now, just don't know how to respond to a person suffering. I hate to say it, but the child born with parents who are totally "cold and unloving" would be better off in an orphanage. Some people do know how a child can be scarred for life ; they do know right from wrong. This doesn't mean that the child grows up to be unsuccessful ; that child was habitually "dealt" with a huge handicap. This child in his/her own way finds somehow, some way to "deal" with the great lack of love ; which possibly a lot of people just cannot really comprehend , especially in the U.S.

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  2. Art
    You said yourself that the deft touch of a primal therapist is better than prescripion meds. You bet! A recurring leifmotif for me - age 53 - is that I can get completely paranoid, or driven by what i´m sure are birth feelings into a frantic rush to get things done as quickly as possible, or, or, or.........I get into such a state as feelings press on me, and people here I Portugal I´m sure dismiss me as "Louco". I massively overreact, cause scenes, and yet...every time, without exception, if someone just looks into my eyes with what feels ike genuine compassion, or strokes my arm, or utters just a few kind words, the act out stops. Stone dead. And I´m awash in tears. Due to the prevalence of neurosis, it happens rarely. On the Denver Primal Journal (primal psychotherapy page), in the patients discussion, a woman called Cathy said "All those years, all those things pushing on me so hard (referring to previous "primal" centres she´d attended) when all I needed was just a gentle touch". One of Aesop´s fables tells of a contest between the sun & the wind to see who could get a traveller to remove his coat. The wind blew and blew and the traveller just pulled his cloak tighter. The sun shone gently and in no time at all the traveller took off his cloak. You understand what I´m saying? If those parents who are continally nagging, pressurising, bullying, threatening their children only knew that they are running headlong in the wrong direction. Just a little love will work miracles. All the pressure in the world will just damage a child. And I wonder if current primal practice sees things this way? Gary, Portugal

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  3. Dr Janov writes: " I hesitate to use myself as an example, but my wife says she prefers to read my stories.

    " No need to hesitate or apologise to write about yourself, Dr Janov. For me personally, it's always even more interesting to read about what someone has personally experienced in their life (as an indispensable complement to theory), especially someone with an exceptional intuition and insight like yourself who has made such a great contribution to the healing of emotional diseases. I hope we will even know more about you, after such a long creative life.

    Marco

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    1. Thanks Marco for the kind words. I will try to live up to them. Agustin Gurza, a really fine writer is writing my biography art

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    2. That's really great to hear Art.. I too love to hear the personal (case studies etc), especially about you. Jacquie

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    3. Well I will be looking forward to reading that biography of you !

      Marco

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  4. Part 1.
    Hi, totally off topic:
    Lulu became a star at just 15 thanks to a hit record called Shout. And now 50 years after the launch of her first album for Decca Records she is making another.. At 66, Lulu, a veteran of 22 albums and 72 singles, with a hit record in every one of the past five decades, reflects on what life was really like half a century ago. The 1960s, according to her, was as follows: sex ("I was a virgin until I was nearly 20"), drugs ("I avoided taking any") and rock 'n' roll ("my dad said I sang like a coalman").
    She became friends with John Lennon and Paul McCartney.
    "My mother said that I could sing before I could talk, my voice gave me access to a fabulous life but I felt like a fan among all the famous people. And despite everything, for me it really was an age of innocence."

    Lulu co-wrote her new album with her musician brother Billy.
    "I wanted to get back into the record industry again after doing so many other things. I have learned much over the years and want to put it to good use."

    She even delivered a Bond theme song, "The Man With The Golden Gun". There were personal dips too. She divorced Bee Gee, the late Maurice Gibb, after four years together in 1973 and second husband celebrity hairdresser John Frieda after 15 years in 1992.
    She revealed in her autobiography "I Don't Want To Fight", Frieda told her quite simply that he was unhappy, they did not communicate and they no longer had anything in common. "I want out," he said. They have a son Jordan, 37.

    Lulu - who was renamed by her manager reflects about the then and now of her success. "I was portrayed as this sexy young pop star who wore great clothes and dated handsome guys. I was supposed to be a swinging chick whereas in reality I felt like the last remaining virgin in London."
    She is realistic about what life was like for many of her fans in those days. "There were thousands of girls like me. Some felt pressured into having sex and doing things they didn't actually want to do. Others pretended to be 'liberated' and tried desperately not to be found out.
    "But sexual liberation had nothing to do with saying yes to every guy. It was about freedom of choice. Girls could choose whether to have sex early or late and be married or unmarried.
    "They could also say no. I know that now but in 1967 I thought I was the oddest kid on the block. There is a loneliness which comes with that."
    Lulu dated some of the most famous men of the 1960s including footballer George Best and singer Davy Jones of The Monkees.
    It was not until she became engaged to Gibb - they married when he was 19 and she was 20 - did she make a commitment. "I had remained a vigin despite all the obstacles, temptations and some marathon kissing sessions," she says. "The 1960s were nearly over. I was 19 going on 20. Talk about now or never!
    "I didn't have a liberated bone in my body. My mother had never undressed in front of me or walked about naked. The female body was something to be covered up and wrapped in layers. Underwear was like extra protection - from what, I don't know."
    She had the same reluctance towards drugs. "They were everywhere and so many seemed to be totally out of it. In truth I didn't need a chemical high. I was getting a big enough rush out of life.
    "Some of my friends swore that LSD was a brilliant, creative spark. Others took drugs to push back their boundaries. But I wanted to stay within mine. I could have found myself a long way from home, overworked, depressed or homesick. Someone might have said, 'Here, just take this pill and you'll feel much better.' And who knows maybe I would have said yes."

    part 2 follows. . .

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  5. Hi,
    -"The “now what” is that I didn’t turn to drugs or even think about them. I felt the pain so I did not have to hide it. That is what I get out of the therapy; no long time lingering pain but something I can deal with".

    But Art, the therapy YOU had/have is dependent on YOUR (not for profit) clinic in Santa Monica. . . (and most of all: the three week intensive and ALL the necessary support for that descent and re-emergence into the unreal world 'above'). . .

    It took me 5 years to get re-housed in UK. It could take as long again to get to Santa Monica, EXCEPT this time around I will have the benefit of a 'home' (and everything I have learned from you and all the other bloggers on this blog).
    My new home is strangely not only in a swanky part of town well known to me from my extremely 'privileged' youth as a city bound private boarding school student but also, it's on a major bus route and rail connection. . . this will eventually enable me to give up one of the two vehicles I finance and use as a tradesman. I can return to foot, cycle and passenger seat at least some of the time. Maybe completely.

    My new inexpensive social housing home is also within walking/cycling distance of most of my future potential clients. . . The 'other' vehicle will soon become a billboard (and occasional local delivery truck) parked outside the flat.
    I was shortlisted by a very friendly guy from the council (he had seen all the supporting material for my claim for social housing), he said: "although there were others above you in priority by the criteria set down by the local authority, I decided that you of all the 5 on my list were the right person for this flat". He made that decision, called me back and I signed the lease, all inside 60hrs.

    He told me he decided all this only when when he actually met me and saw my behaviour in response to the studio flat he showed me around.

    I won't change my name to A. Maslow. Nor will I re-invent myself as some other kind of fraudulent impersonation of a BIG professor (or humble Doc). I will be able to 'move on' in small steps and get to where I'm supposed to be.

    Because I have a home at last. . .

    Thanks Be. . .

    Paul G.



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