I really admire your struggle with expressing your feelings rather than having a drink to soothe them. When I have a drink of wine which I try to limit to three times a week, I am aware that it often makes me feel better in the moment. After several hours I usually feel depressed. I am beginning to notice how alcohol reacts in my body which I do not like. I hope to eventually stop drinking but in the meantime I am working on boundaries!
Well I did not have a drink for 3 months, but in the past couple of months I've had a few here and there, mostly just 1 or 2 drinks. But one night in June I must have had about 8 glasses of wine, with friends. I didn't feel that great and also I felt ashamed of myself, out of control. Since that binge I am really pulling back again though this weekend I had 4 drinks (2 at a Pride Day brunch, that's tradition). But I am always questioning myself every time I drink, thinking, why am I doing this? What am I avoiding? I have noticed that sometimes if I feel blah, or socially anxious/unsure, I think well I'll mood alter with a drink, but I know more and more how short-lived that mood-altering is and how fake too.
It's very hard not to eat or drink to excess. I just chuck it all down the hatch hoping to get a feeling that is better than the empty anxious existential low-level dread feeling that I often have....my therapist says that it's best to express the feelings as much as possible, not repress them, I am still learning to do that.
I really hear your struggle and admire your honesty in sharing it with us. I'm also really touched by your clear sighted awareness of its relation to "empty anxious existential low level dread feelings" - wow what an amazing way to capture that sense and I really connect with it. While I don't drink anymore, I certainly can find myself trying to dampen that feeling with "grazing" - that unconscious snacking that often grips me in the eveings and I can just eat for hours - a little this, a little that, until I "wake up" out of the automation and feel bad about myself.
Thank you for making that connection - somehow it really speaks to me.
It's been almost 2 months since I stopped drinking, and I've started to notice a subtle transformation happening in my life...instead of losing Friday evening and Saturday evening to booze and socializing, those nights are starting to be about creativity and study and fun connection. A few Fridays I've come home, taken a hot bath, and read books for a paper I'm working on. It used to be that Friday nights were a write-off, I accomplished nothing and come to think of it I didn't nourish myself. Now that I'm not drinking, other things are coming into my life. The spaces in my week that used to be filled with drinking and numbing myself out are now open spaces where other things flow in, like reading, making nice dinners, connecting, thinking.
I did not expect this to happen. It makes me want to stick with the not-drinking to see what unfolds for me.
I just want to say that I read your first posting of your decision not to drink for a month. I was very interested in reading your new posting. It sounds to me like you are finding your own way through this and are experiencing some very positive outcomes and even surprises such as creativity and connection. Thank you for sharing your journey thus far and I look forward to hearing more about it.
I decided to not drink any alcohol for the whole month of February, since it's a short month. Ha ha. About half way through February I decided that only 28 days without a drink is not much of a challenge, so I decided to abstain for the month of March as well. Now I'm wondering, why take it up again? When I drink it's always to satisfy a craving which is just as well satisfied with a grilled cheese sandwich, or jellybeans, or nachos. And when I drink I often am chasing the buzz, then I drink too much, then I feel sick. Not to mention some recent study that said that drinking is linked to breast cancer. I'm in my 40s so I have had just about every alcoholic beverage there is: beer, white wine, red wine, martinis, cosmopolitans (made me itch), shooters (university), irish coffees (why?), even mojitos in Cuba. What more is there? That said I did have a dream a week ago that a friend brought me a special bottle of european lager, and boy was it delicious....my feeling in the dream was that I was doing something illicit, and I was disappointed in myself for breaking my streak of sobriety.
I'm thinking about my teetotalling a lot, and feel proud of myself. I go out a lot and my friends all drink. However they have all supported me in my little test of willpower. It feels good to control the drinking, my fear is that it was starting to control me.
Any lifestyle change, whether it's wrestling with your demons (addictions) eliminating destructive behaviour, or starting (or staying with) a healing journey, takes insight, strength of character and amazing courage. I wish you well. Please let us know how you're getting on.
I have been reading everyone's posts on addiction with interest. I first of all want to thank those who have posted about your own struggles with addiction and being willing to be vulnerable and share your story with us. For me, I have struggled with the concept of the traditional disease model of addiction. To some degree I felt it had the potential to leave the addict with a of hopelessness. However, I do understand the historical context of making it into a disease model which depathologizes the issue. My mother was a nurse and I was reading one of her notebooks from the 1950's from the university at which she was studying. Some of her notes regarding alcohol state that "alcoholism leads to insanity and that 20% of all insanity cases are caused alcohol". Additionally, "53% of children who had drunken parents were deemed to be mentally defective". I was quite taken aback when I read this and it certainly made me understand why there was a need to depathologize addictions. I also recognize that with addictions coming under the auspicious of a disease model it then can come under our healthcare system and addicts can receive the treatment they so desperately need. The reason that I had some resistance to this model was that I felt the medical community attributed the addiction to a genetic issue and that there was a lack of emphasis placed on the environment in which the child (now adult addict) was exposed to. In reading Gabor Mate's book In The Realm of Hungry Ghosts I believe that he brought these two issues together beautifully. He talks about how some people may have a genetic disposition towards addictions because of their brain structure, however it is the environment which they grow up in that greatly affects whether or not these neural pathways are activated. For me the more exciting portion of Mate's discussion (and others in the field of brain plasticity) is that through talk therapy these neural pathways can be changed. I have always been a strong proponent that the key to dealing with addictions is working with the emotional trauma and pain that initially may have lead one into addiction. It is nice to see that at least some of the scientific and research community is finally acknowledging the incredible power of talk therapy.
thanks for your post about talk therapy and it's effects on brain plasticity. When I am this depressed I start feeling like "what is the use," more talking makes me feel like I sound like a black hole. It is encouraging to know that it does help, slowly but surely to just talk to a safe person. I need to have faith that it lifts even a thin layer of this.
I often say to myself that the universe has everything we need to heal. It is a matter of seeking it out. Which can be a challenge when your motivation is so low. I think we are meant to be content, at the very least, in the world, deserve to have a sense of peace, no matter what is happening. Reaching out is difficult, but there are people out there, from shaman to accupuncturists to therapists, who really do want to help.
I was thinking that my biggest issue is depression, thus the addiction. If I can heal my depression my vulnerability wouldn't be so low to wanting drugs. One huge thought I had is that I can not afford to laps in my recovery because the emotional turmoil you go through afterwards is so detrimental. I had a laps two weeks ago, and had thoughts that I was definitely going to hell for all the sneekiness around this terrible habit. Wasn't worth a few hours of feeling buzzed. The road to being able to feel the way I used to feel without taking drugs seems so long. I feel like I have short-circuted my " happy" transmitters with all the depression. It is the dopamine I really want! Addiction isn't the root of the problem but perpetuates the lack of ability to feel loved in the world. Then depending on how out of control it gets, it is the primary problem. Huge challenges. Isolating illness. That is why it is so important for us to reach out and connect. We are so alone when we are sick, the answer to coming back to reality is with other people who we trust and know won't judge us.
Thank you for your clear and wise words...my drug of choice is alcohol, and when I feel upset/stressed/depressed or just want to distance myself from life and feel relaxed, I think of altering my mood with alcohol, and I frequently do take a few drinks. The buzz is so great, makes me feel alive yet invulnerable at the same time, trouble is chasing after the buzz usually means I over-do it and feel sick. If there were no side-effects in terms of feeling hungover and sluggish, I swear I would be drinking 24/7. I drank a lot in my twenties just to survive that time in my life which was excruciating. It is painful and exhausting being human, being in the world at times.
And yet I know drinking is a fake release (not to mention the health problems which weigh on my mind too). There's nothing as good or as terrifying as connecting with others, being able to be your true self, weak, and yet be accepted and loved.
Thanks for your post, my best wishes to you in your brave struggle to connect and heal.
I have been sober for almost 9 years now. But I still remember the cycle of pain that felt so good that I was caught up in alcohol, drugs and sex these things were the source of my power. I still think of the moment that I finally surrendered myself to an admission of "powerlessness" that of my own accord I could not and would not find the means to change my behaviour and thinking on my own. I thank God for 12 step and some of the good people in those rooms. Also for therapy to help me look at some of my core issues with support and non judgement. It feels just like yesterday whenever I think about myself in active addiction, I still have a love hate relationship with those behaviours and thoughts as they helped me and hurt all at the same time. I never could have dreamed my life to be what it is today and only could have dreamt it as a sober person as the walls of my addiction closed my mind to alternate truths about myself. I was so identified as an active user and abuser, then when I stopped I became identified as someone in recovery. Now as more time has pasted I am identified with being a fallible and lovable person. What is important to me today is my personal integrity that I could never get a hold of when I was "out there" before. My bottom was an emotional one which was made clear by the realization that my life could just go on and on in constant agony as that was the orbit that I was stuck in. The problem with addicts like myself is my vision was myopic in the sense that I rarely could see beyond myself, and how I was affecting others. It has taken a lot of work and time sober to recondition myself to see past my stuff and to take in others. The nature of addiction is to end up alone and numb which almost sounds like an alive version of death to me now. However painful, addiction seems to be a human condition that comes with all of us on some level which gives us all the opportunity to look at it and be honest or to continue to live in a waking dream that is progressive and destructive. I guess I chose the blue pill or was it the red one?
2010-01-28 Stopping drinking was the easy part for me ! I had quit for long periods of TIME before I got into the 12 step recovery program. Healing my soul & spirit and mental thinking and trying to get a handle on my emotions since that last drink is called the Joy of Living life on my Creators terms. Thy Will Be Done.Amen.
It never ceases to amaze me WHY ? I was chosen to stay stopped and others struggle with this addiction / disease. I do have gratitude in my heart for the gift of sobriety daily.
Thank-you for sharing your journey. Your sobriety is indeed a blessing and I am so glad that you have been chosen to receive this gift. You are embracing it daily.
I grew up in a home with an alcoholic father. I made a consciuos decision early on in my life that I did not want to take a drink. However, I am often on the border of food addiction and the emotional struggles that go on in my mind around food, at times can torment me. My brain often tells me that it will be OK to give in because then the struggle will cease. During the times when I do lose the battle, the guilt strikes and a new torment begins. The messages that perpetuate tell me I am worthless and will never be able to overcome the struggle. My therapy really helps take a look at what is going on with the tug of war that I can experience. It gives me an understanding of what is going on for me . With this understanding, I am not as hard on myself. Also it takes me to thoughts of my father and what must have been happening for him. His struggle must have been so geat and yet there was so little understanding because he did not have the opportunities that I have had. I sometimes also wonder why I was given the opportunities that I have had for the work with my therapist.
I am often challenged but now I am getting stronger in this area. Through struggle and challenge comes stength for me.
No posts on this stream in awhile. Wanted to re-ignite dialogue. Addicion is a very isolating illness. Wanted to reach out.
I am always so hesitant to discuss my issue with addiction. It feels like something only other addicts could ever understand. What I find surprising is how little explanation is given to the general public about why addiction is a disease. It is said all the time" addiction is a disease, remember that". It is so complicated. How is alters your brain, why people are susceptible to addictions, that it is a disease of the emotions. The "switches' in your brain that are turned on when exposed to an addictive substance are in the most primal centre. The same one that says search for food water and shelter. You NEED it to survive. It is not true, but the brain circuts are screwed up.
I think it would make life alot easier for addicts and interesting to others if the whole concept of this a a disease, or rather a very challenging health issue were more throughly discussed. Maybe people would not be so frustrated and stop blaming the victim, the addict. It is a hell. Ignorance perpetuates the issue for individuals and society.
I was so happy to see the comment about taking the label "addict" into perspective. When I was in rehab, I don't know why but I hated saying "I am an addict" all the time. I wanted to say, I have an addiction. I am way more than an addict. I am not even close to wanting to define myself by that entirely, although I know the "addicted brain" is a complex issue. Struggling person. Ya
Thank you for your post, as I had a similar experience when I went into recovery and rehab. I really did not like the idea of generating an identity that revolved around being an addict. There was something that felt pathological - i guess in some ways it connects with Mate's comment around "rock bottom". Its about finding hope and alternatives; not about reaching the blackest of places.
Being able to build an identity around positive changes and qualities was actually my pathway out of addiction.
Now I know that for myself I cannot open that door of having "one drink" - because I believe that once i go through that door i would never find my way out again and this is a risk I'm not willing to take (I have way to much to loose). so like you, I have a healthy respect for the "addicted brain" and the knowledge that I do not think clearly when my brain has mind altering chemicals floating around in it.
But my life is so much more than this aspect of me.
I absolutely LOVE the interview. I will be listening to it a few times before I am ready to write a full response but I wanted to at least take the time to express my gratitude to OPC for posting this. Psychotherapy has been a loving experience for me and this interview just supports my process. Thank you.
Wow I'm blown away by this interview. Thank you Gabor, Jo-Anne and Nancy Carter for putting together this pod cast for our learning. I wrote down a list of things that struck me and I hope that this will spark discussions on any one of the points.
Gabor Mate and Jo-Anne Corbeil Interview
The idea that there is no such a thing as hitting bottom. Hitting the bottom is different for everyone. What is important instead is seeing possibility or an alternative which creates hope.
The whole idea of people choosing to be an addict is challenged and Mate suggesting that there is no such a thing as absolute free choice.
The idea that severe diversity of trauma predisposes a person to addiction and that the physiology develops in interaction with the environment. The concept that the mother and society has a hand in programming the physiology.
The suggestion that abuse during pregnancy produces higher levels of cortisone in the baby and can later lead to ADHD around the age of eight. The human being cannot separate from the environment.
The idea that children hold body memories of pain trauma and neglect. The child could not express the trauma. The psychotherapy holds a place where a person can go back to this vulnerability by the therapist providing a holding environment.
The idea of biological sensitivity in direct relationship to childhood stressors in the environment. Some children may also have been born with sensitivities and experience the stressors differently. The idea that every child in a family has a different mother so in therapy what you are working with is that particular clients experience and not necessarily with the facts. It is the intersubjective memory land of the child. In psychotherapy it is not just taking a person into the past; it is to take them their so that can learn about beliefs that they have in the present that are dictated by the past. You can never resolve the past but you can resolve the present.
Jo-Anne suggests that instead of calling a persona an addict we speak in terms of a human being that is struggling. Mate suggested that the addiction be seen as pain relief and is therefore a symbol of suffering.
Gabor Mate speaks about the importance for the professional to have worked on their past otherwise you can become a therapist who doesn’t delve into psychodynamics but moves into a space of fixing rather than holding with understanding so the person can find themselves. The therapist who works on their own path communicates that they are a human being on a continuum like the client. Mate states that you can’t help others unless you work with the terrain yourself.
Mate speaks in general of family members or friends of either accepting an addict with boundaries or not being involved with them as a boundary.
Mate speaks about what made the book successful. He knew the value of the book because people knew in their bones and heart what he was speaking about.
What he was surprised at and hopeful about is how the book can work on transformation on a social level. There can be conscious discussion in public discourse.
Our developing consciousness can create more space for transformation.
Personally Mate warns himself that he has to be aware of clearing himself so that he doesn’t get addicted to the book and all of its success as a way of keeping himself as a human being on a continuum of struggle.
I fully agree with your feelings about the interview. You have noted in great detail the main themes so rather than repeat them, I wanted to focus on the ones that had particular meaning for me.
- "there is no such thing as absolute free choice". So glad to hear a North American actually come out and say this. Gender, poverty, illiteracy, health are just a few examples that limit people's choices and to pretend that we are all on a level playing field with respect to choice is dishonest.
- "intervention" has become a stylish word and typically there is a holier-than-thou attitude on the part of the intervenors. I was quite struck by how intervention can turn into coercion if the intervenors have not taken the time to work through their own issues first.
- I have not heard the phrase "pain body" before. I think it's a perfect description for just about all of us. My pain body does need to be healed and I'm working through that process in a safe space. For people who are unable to do that, I understand why addiction may feel like the path to alleviate that pain.
- The statement that it may be better not to be involved with a friend or family member with an addiction rather than be involved but keep questioning them about their addiction really hit home for me. I have two very close relatives in my life who are addicted to alcohol. I love them dearly but their addiction tears me apart and I find myself being impatient and intolerant with them. However, I don't feel that I have the choice of removing myself from their lives. I couldn't bear to do that - it would break my heart not to have them in my life. But to "accept" their addiction is so very difficult to do. My hope is that my love for these family members will override my tendency to judge them and that in time I can accept them as human beings who are carrying wounds that just happen to be different from mine.
I have a history of substance and process addictions and just when it seems I've successfully overcome one, another comes along. Currently I am dependent on Imovane, a prescription sleeping medication; I have been using it every night for 7 years. A year and a half ago I began using it in the afternoons, now and again, if I felt stressed or anxious and needed a nap. I am very concerned that this might escalate. I'm grateful to have my therapist and a safe place to work through some stuff that has always felt too scary to share. I'm interested to know if anyone else has experience or insight about the situation I describe. I have challenges ahead of me...
I also use Imovane to sleep, and have done for about four years. While I find I need it to fall asleep most nights, there are nights (2 or 3 each month) where I am able to sleep without it.
My main concern with Imovane are certain side effects (bitter taste) and possible long-term effects. I also use anti-depressents daily, with the same concerns.
I also will nap in the afternoons, although I do not take the Imovane to do so. I will nap after work perhaps 2-3 days a week, and often on the weekend. I am able to fall asleep easily, and usually wake after about an hour. I am curious about your use in the afternoon. Do you find you are able to nap for a short while (under 2 hours) and wake up? Interestingly this is one of the problems I have with the drug at night time; while I fall asleep with it I do not always stay asleep. I take yoga class three times a week and I have found that I am able to sleep through the night more often (and in fact sometimes do not wake up in time to go to work, which I had never really experienced before)
That, taken with my ability to sometimes sleep without the drug makes me feel that there is a possibility of reducing or removing my use of it at some time in the future. I am wary of using drugs to solve symptoms rather than dealing with root causes, so I am certainly looking to share ideas and support around these ideas.
I wish you safety and success as you continue in your challenges, and am open to hearing about them if you wish to share.
I've actually been sitting with your post since I read it on friday. I think one of the toughest things about addiction is holding the fact that the propensity to return or indulge in addictive behaviours and substances is always there looming.
Having been an active alcoholic for many years ( i now have almost 21 years of sobriety), I recognize the importance of not "falling asleep" around the almost knee-jerk response in me for "pain-relief".
Through my own therapy journey I have come to really understand in an embodied way the reasons that I utilized addictions for my survival and I also recognize how as an adult these same addictions are deadly for me - maybe not in an immediate sense physically (although rather immediate in the emotional sense) - but certainly over time.
I encourage you in your struggle and challenge right now, its certainly worth it!
I cannot think of a better expression to describe what happens when you lose your struggle with an addiction. We go along with bumpy and smooth rodes, on this wagon of life, passing different scenarios, events, situations, vistas, and then, just when you might not be looking for it, a bump, and not necessarily a huge one, comes along and you're tossed right off the wagon. If one is lucky, the wagon stops long enough for you to get right back on, and lick your wounded ego into understanding what just happened. If you're lost in it, then you have some running to do to catch up to the wagon. That image is what has stayed with me over the past few days. In my eons-long struggle with food issues, I fell off the bulimia wagon two days ago and have not been able to figure out why. There are no issues in particular that may have set it off, but I do feel like I was not in my body as I watched myself overeat all kinds of food, then proceed to get rid of it. I'm sorry if this is grossing anyone out, but it is a fact of my life that I am both ashamed of, and yet it is within the analysis of this behaviour that I will find the source of my pain. I have not had any urges in the past two years, and now, there it is. I am sitting with this and continuing to try and figure out exactly what I was feeling in those moments. It's the picking apart of "the moment" that I find so intriguing. Therein is the world of knowledge about myself. I just can't figure it out yet. Or, at least, why, at this time, when everything else I do seems to be accounted for, this cropped up. WElcome to my world of addiction.
Thank you for your honesty in your post. As I was reading your post I was thinking about the many faces of addiction. When one mentions addiction for many drugs or alcohol comes to mind. However, there are more subtleties of addiction including certain behaviours and as you mentioned eating and bulimia. I also can relate to the food aspect as I too can struggle with as you put it "watching" myself eat and then wondering why I just did that. However, my struggle with addiction today is with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder which does have an addictive component to it. I have done a fair amount of reading on OCD and one author in particular drew the many parallels to addiction and OCD. The author discusses OCD as a compulsion but not an addiction because the difference is that the repeated behaviour the person engages in gives her/him a “kick” out of it. However, on this point I have come to disagree with the author because as tortuous as OCD is, it does “relieve” my anxiety, albeit short-lived. This is in essence what participating in any addictive behaviour does. It dulls the pain; it takes the edge off of it, makes one feel good for the moment...it relieves anxiety. Addiction also consumes and I completely understand what it is like to be consumed. I have done a considerable amount of work with my therapist regarding the OCD and am very grateful for where I am considering how absolutely crippled I was by my obsessions and compulsions. However, as we are peeling back the layers I am beginning to see as with any addiction the subtleties and nuances of it. Prior to the therapy work that my psychotherapist and I engaged in, my OCD was like this monstrous giant who sat in and overtook most of the space in my emotional world. It was so large and so consuming that I could scarcely move without touching it. Now that the giant has been minimized I am able to see the other dozens of ways in which I act out my OCD. Prior to the OCD giant being minimized I did not see these other areas as being problematic. Now light is being shed on these things as well. So needless to say the cycle of addiction no matter what form it takes on is a tough one to deal with. Thank you again for sharing your struggles on this discussion board.
I am really grateful for these posts. I appreciate the widening of the definition of addictions. I have a lot of judgement around my own addictive behaviours - not the least of which is that they are silly because they aren't more "serious" - ie drugs and alcohol. I am really struggling with food right now as well - because I am eating compulsively. It is almost as if I step outside my body and watch as I down huge amounts of food when I am not at all hungry. I've been having cravings to smoke - and not having wanted one in ten years - I don't know where it is coming from.
I really don't want to equate my addictive behaviour with the seriousness of taking drugs or alcohol. I know that the physical withdrawal is very different. I remember going through serious physical withdrawal when I first quite smoking. My body shook uncontrollably and I felt ill. Then there was the psychological withdrawal which was just as painful and hard to separate from the physical.I know this is nothing compared to withdrawal from opiods and other drugs.
I also know that right now I am in an addictive cycle. My urges are as compulsive as when I drank and chain smoked. Covering up the anxiety. I just wish this anxiety in me didn't feel so nameless.
Thank you for your candid post. I was moved by your post regarding your addiction with food. I understand the propensity of feeling like you cannot equate your issues with food to a chemical addiction. However, the way that I see addiciton is that it is all about trying to manage our pain. Sometimes I think that when we minimize our addiction because in our eyes it is not to the extreme of other chemical addictions we invalidate the pain which we are experiencing. I just wanted to let you know that I did hear your pain through your posting and that the issues you are dealing very real. I also understand the frustration of dealing with anxiety especially when you feel like it is nameless and that you can't automatically point to the root cause of it.
Am I the first one to post a comment on addictions, really?
I don't see any posts.
I became addicted to opiods about two years ago. In March finally found the courage to
tell my therapist my horrible secret. I was weeping. Nobody knew, but people were starting to get suspicious and I was panicing. I was desperate to stop but so afraid of becoming depressed and going through withdrawal. I was taking enough that I could have accidently killed myself. I didn't see this until I saw the doctor. It was an absolute nightmare. I went to rehab, I know go to NA meetings, am in recovery thank God. I have only told three other people. The shame is overwhelming. Feeling like such a stupid idiot, but at the same knowing that I was in extreme emotional pain when I started, and then didn't know how to stop. I feel I am at ground zero with all the work I have already done in therapy. It all got washed away with this. I have to start all over again to figure out what led me to it. How I think, how that effects me emotionally, addictive thoughts, toxic emotional pain. If there is anybody else that wants to join this discussion with me, I am here. No-one knows accept another addict the hell it puts you through. The book "Hungry Ghosts" has been my bible. Helps me have some compassion for myself when the embarrassment starts eating at me.
I also became addicted to opioids during one point in my life. I discovered them when I was perscribed them for an injury as pain managment therapy. I would like to say that it snuck up on me but the truth is, I used them to numb out the emotional pain I was feeling within me. I guess all I wanted to do was let you know that you are not alone... I read the book In The Realm Of Hungry Ghosts and it also had a profound effect on me. I will be forever grateful that it crossed my path. It provided me with much needed insight into all the inner workings of how 'somewhere between birth and death we (addicts) learn how to twist some of the simple stuff we are given into 'substance abuse'. From one sensitive creature to another, its a real struggle sometimes to choose between sitting in my feelings and popping something that I know will take all the pain away and land me in that clouded happy place...but there is that other part of me that knows the anguish and despair that comes along afterward that keeps me in just enough fear to stay away from it all. Alas, I sit here and write this with confidence that although I struggle, I choose Me and that means a life of conscious feelings...Thank you so much for your post, it really moved me to put myself onto this board today.
Thank you for your very brave and honest post...I am deeply touched by it. 21 years ago this October I quit drinking - it was a life saving decision because I was truly doing suicide in slow motion. I went through bad withdrawal - DT's and all, it was horrible and after that I went into rehab for a very, very long time (over a year).
I have remained sober since..although at times it has been a struggle. The thing is, being addicted to alcohol makes it very easy for me to be addicted to other substances and I kind of knew this; but let it slide out of my consciousness as about 11 years ago I began to over use codeine. Over eight years ago I began my therapy journey with my therapist and my codiene addiction continued to grow - I needed it for sleeping and the constant physical pain I was enduring (which I realized later was both a rebound effect of my addiction and about my emotional pain). I too was very lucky that I didn't O.D. - as the amounts I was taking, especially at night were dangerous.
Over four years ago with a combination of conscience and problems with my physical health related to the codeine addiction; I realized that I had to stop - my therapist with loving patience had waited for this moment, as I had casually mentioned throughout our time together that I took "medication".
I couldn't beleive it, when once again I had to endure withdrawal...I was deeply ashamed and angry with myself, feeling much like you. I also hated that I was living with the pain of withdrawal - my addicted self longed for pain relief (both emotional and physical) and an easy way out. From this point my therapy was able to move into a new level of depth - not that what we had done before was nothing, but in many respects it prepared me for this moment and for what was to come.
I am grateful for the tremendous support I have recieved from my therapist and community - it helped me fight the shame and with love and self awareness I hold that I am vulnerable. I am human and have an achiles heel that I must not forget about.
I really want to support your journey in this and your unfolding story - it is a very brave one. No step along the way is a wasted one!
I haven't been on since I posted my confession of addiction.
Thank you so much for your reply and support and your own story. I don't know why
but I was actually feeling like I was going to be the only one. I couldn't see the other posts. It is so very healing to hear someone else write. I can feel the comfort deep inside when someone else relates to you, and says " I too have been there" and you know the hell I write about. Thank you again so very much. I will write more later.
I am not the one who wrote the reply, but I just want to say that I’ve experienced that feeling of being the only one. I feel as if I was been blind to what was sitting right in front of me. There is something powerful about keeping a secret that makes it bigger and more intense. Keeping my past behaviors secret has been key to keeping me in the center of my own hell, and isolated in my shame. It keeps me unconscious and stuck and somehow makes my personal drama more intense and bigger then life. I am learning how important it is for me to be witnessed in all of my struggles. Just the act of breaking the silence and experiencing someone else’s acceptance (in my case it was my therapist) of my story gave me a different perspective. It was still big, but not as overwhelming humiliating as before. I can see that I am not alone. I’m glad that you brought in your story because it helps remind me that I am not the only one who has ever made a mistake, or who feels deep shame. I believe that sharing our stories chips away at the shame that so many of us carry. I find that I have a lot of compassion for what you’ve been through and it is helping me to have compassion for myself and what I am carrying inside of me. It gives me courage to face my own demons.
After writing the above post - I realized that I didn't actually come clean with my own addictive behaviours...it is so much easier to keep them to myself. Right now I think its because they may not appear to be such a big deal - even though they impact on my life negatively. Interesting - yet another form of judgment and shame. If I have an addiction - then it should be a really serious and dramatic one. So - I am not addicted to drugs - though I experimented a lot when I was young. I realized now that I was addicted to alcohol, cigarettes, cannabis and sex. I was also bulimic. Currently - its over eating crappy food, and sneaking away to play computer games. I am controlled enough not to abuse alcohol, but it is a danger I have to be aware of. Lately I have wanted to smoke - even though I quit 13 years ago. I realize that I have a lot of crap inside of me that I am holding in because I don’t want to face what ever it is. My addictions help me feel better. I am ashamed of them (I certainly hide them) and yet they numb me and make my shame more palatable. From experience, if I can just get my crap out into the open, I think that I will find it is managable and I won't need my unhealthy substitues - but it is a real struggle and I am blocked in heavy resistance.
I want to thank both of the above writers for their openess and comments on my post. Its true, knowing that we are not alone is a huge piece in overcoming the struggle with addiction because in my experience one of the crushing aspects to addiction is the way in which it can create a profound sense of isolation. Which, for me, promoted the vicious cycle of emotional pain that I couldn't bear and needed to cover. It also put me in a very familiar place of keeping secrets - and this has a very painful and long history in my life because of abuse that I suffered - so covering myself in secrecy felt both familar and awful.
Its strange how we return to what we know, no matter how awful it was the first time around.
It was helpful to read these postings. I can really relate to growing up in an alchoholic home. My father was an alcoholic and my mother reacted to it by becoming chronically ill all of my life. Of course she did not know that was what was going on in her body. I am an only child so my coping mechanisms as I was growing up, created an extreme whole inside myself. I felt so alone and there was no one to turn to. I used to imagine that I belonged to someone else and I would "check out" in my psyche. I would go to imaginary places where everything was good and my father did not drink and my mother was well and there for me. This method of "checking out" dominated my life into adult hood. Fear permeated my life growing up. I never knew how much my father would drink. When he ordered me to go into another room where his beer was kept, if I refused, he terrified me. He would chase me to the fridge and pin me against it. Once I ran to my room he would get what he wanted but only after a screaming tirrade directed towards me. I was terrified that I would come home from school and find my mother dead on the floor. Life was Hell for the child that I was. My coping mechanism, I later learned in therapy consisted of diferent symptoms and my life was a total uncertainty on a daily basis.
Very early in life I chose not to drink. My father was an alchoholic,as was his brother and my paternal grandfather. Why tempt things? However, I do have issues with food. To date it has been an on again off again situation. Only recently have I made the connection of the food filling up the empty hole inside myself that I carry to this day. My therapy has led me to this understanding . Through understanding I will find a way to deal with this. However, I am not there yet!
2009-05-12 Yesterday, I am proud to say was my Sobriety Anniversary, may 11, 2009-may11,1980 = 29 years. BUT FOR THE GRACE OF GOD ! there go I .
I do have Gratitude in my Heart and a tear in my eye as I recall where I was in my addiction. Addiction changed me spiritually, mentally, emotionally & physically, and as a result I have had to heal my whole self, with the help of MY GOD, my AA program, therapy, and many, many other people.The healing starts after the last drink is taken, however, my joureney of healing continues today.
I believe that addition kills the 'SOUL" / "SPIRIT", I also, believe that addiction is part of the "EVIL"/ "DEVIL" in our world, and that healing/recovery is the pull towards the "GOOD" / "GOD" ! Bee from PEI
Congratulations Bee in your 29th Anniversary of Sobriety!!! - Huge Accomplishement!!!
Gratitude to a Higher Power and the wonderful people that have walk the walk and accompanied you in your healing journey.
I am personally grateful for Divine Grace, as a young single mom my life was difficult specially financially. I prayed for guidance and asked the Higher Power to help me and my first therapist appear full of unconditional love and generosity. The journey has not been an easy one however, I received love, respect and lots of generosity from both of my therapists. For this I am full of gratitude.
I would like to suggest that there is not just one way to help to heal the addictions women face through substance use. I believe that we need to look at a holistic methodology that includes every element of women's lives. Every element of women's lives cannot be met in one treatment program of 8 weeks it will take an ideological breakthrough in understanding women and their needs not only for recovery but to make enough room for women to have meaningful productive inspired lives where the tasks they do and the contribution they make in our world is valued as much as it should be.
Thank you for reading my blog on harm reduction and I hope it will spark some interesting thoughts or discussion.
Harm reduction has become a term that has become both popular and co-opted in the past few years. Unfortunately, with the common use, it seems to have lost some of its meaning within the illicit drug user community. Unless otherwise stated, when I use the term drug user, I am referring to the illegal use of drugs (not alcohol, caffeine, nicotine etc). I want to take this opportunity to create a dialogue about harm reduction and what the term means for illicit drug users and for the larger community.
I consider myself to be quite left on the spectrum of politics. My father used to call me a socialist as a child. I didn't know what this meant but I could tell by the intonation of his voice that it wasn't a good thing. A number of years ago, I was speaking with a friend and she introduced me to the concept of harm reduction. She said that the term was about reducing the harms associated with drug use - mostly reducing the rates of HIV/AIDS and Hepatitis C within the injection drug using community. This seemed reasonable to me. Of course I would want to provide clean needles and other injecting equipment to people who are using drugs. However, I believed this was a short term solution until the person using drugs could stop using drugs through treatment programs or abstinence based programs like Narcotics Anonymous. My friend then said something to me that literally made me feel like my head might explode (similar to a computer when it can't compute). She said "we could legalize drugs like heroin and the world would be a safer place." To this day, I can still remember feeling like I was going to melt down. I respected this woman, I thought she was bright, compassionate, funny and hardworking. She was a middle class, white, 'older' woman who shared similar politics to me. I didn't understand what she was saying. I grew up in the era of "just say no to drugs", "drugs are bad", "people who use drugs are bad", and "using drugs like heroin, cocaine, and crack would immediately put you in a state of addiction that would lead to sex work, homelessness and jail". Every scene of every movie that involved drugs came back to me. What was she talking about?
Our next encounters challenged me more than almost any other political discussion I had ever had. I had to try and get my head around all the stigma, prejudice, judgement and fear I had around people who use drugs (at the time I was still using the term drug addict). I was desperate to challenge my mind because I was used to being the most 'left' in the room and this new information was causing inconsistency in my world views. This is what she laid out before me:
Drugs are neither good nor bad. Society has placed values and morals around people who use drugs for a variety of reasons that I now understand to be about a form of social control. Lots of people use drugs. I use drugs (alcohol, pot, caffeine, nicotine etc).
It is not drugs that are the problem but the criminalization of drugs that is the problem. This does not mean that some peoples' drug use is not problematic. Some people become dependent on drugs in a particular way that affects their ability to do what they want to do.
We could legalize and prescribe heroin today and it would significantly cut down on crime, drug overdoses, and homelessness.
We could legalize all illicit drugs today and it would cut down on organized crime, petty crime, violent crime, homelessness, prison sentences and it would improve peoples' quality of life.
We spent many hours in discussion and since that day I have been committed to getting a better understanding of some of the things she said to me. I needed it to make sense. My first response to my friend was that if we legalized drugs today, "there would be people lying on the streets with needles hanging out of their arms drooling or dead. People would go crazy in the streets, we would have addicts all over the place."
It was through reading and talking to people who use drugs that these ideas started to make sense to me. Tons of people use drugs. Unfortunately, the only people that we see are the ones living in the streets. This allows us to have particular views or judgements about drug users that are not entirely accurate. We do not see the doctors, lawyers, judges, actors, store shop owners and other 'professionals' who use drugs. They are hidden from the public eye and because some drugs are illegal, they are not spoken about publicly. People use drugs for lots of reasons. Why do you use drugs (alcohol, nicotine, caffeine)? Sometimes I use them to escape, sometimes because I am at a party and it's for fun, sometimes it's to wake me up or put me to sleep. There are all kinds of reasons people use drugs. The reality is that using drugs can help with managing the symptoms of mental health issues (marijuana can help people manage anxiety, cocaine can help people suffering from depression, etc). These might not be the solutions that we see as 'helpful' but what is the difference between these drugs and drugs manufactured by pharmaceutical companies? My answer would be that one is legal, nicely packaged and regulated by the government. The other is illegal and seen as the 'root of all evil'.
Some of the problems that arise from certain drugs being illegal are:
You cannot go into a store and buy them. You must find someone who sells these drugs either on the street or someone that will come to your home. This automatically makes the buying and selling of drugs more dangerous and unpredictable.
You never know what dose of the drug you are buying. Imagine getting aspirin at the store and not knowing what the actual dose is. Do you take 1 to cure your headache or 12? Each cut is different and therefore you never know what you should be taking. This leads to overdose and sometimes getting a bad cut (not enough). In either case, there is no recourse. There is no better business bureau and you cannot file a complaint with the police. Unfortunately, this means people take measures into their own hands and it usually leads to violence. Think about the prohibition of alcohol in the 1920's.
Because certain drugs are illegal they can be expensive. This often leads people into petty crime to be able to afford their drug of choice. I am not saying if drugs were legal that everyone would be able to afford them and therefore not commit crime. What I am saying is that the mere fact that the market is not regulated creates a particular pricing problem. Combine this with not knowing what kind of cut you are getting and additional problems arise. Prescription heroin is already a reality in some countries. People go to their doctors and receive heroin in the morning before they go to work at the end of their day before they go home to their family. People are able to work their jobs and maintain a family while using heroin. They are no longer trying to guess how much of the drug they need, they no longer have to think about where they are going to get it, how much it is going to cost, is it safe, will they be arrested, how can they hide their use from their family or from work. People who use drugs have said that it is a 24 hour a day job to try and maintain their drug use. Now that they can receive their drug of choice through prescription, they are able to focus their energy and time on other pursuits. Methadone maintenance treatment (MMT) programs are also effective for some people who use heroin. MMT is a synthetic opiate that acts as a substitute for heroin and has been an effective treatment for people who no longer want to be trying to access heroin on the street.
The mere fact that some drugs are illegal puts anyone who is using these drugs in the category of criminal. This creates a market for organized crime. Make illicit drugs legal and you eliminate a large component of the underground economy associated with illicit drugs. I could go on about this but it is only to stretch your mind around the possibility of what making illegal drugs legal can mean to society at large.
Some of my thinking around these issues has been quite linear at times. I think about legalizing drugs in our current society and although I believe we could just legalize drugs and things would improve for a particular segment of our society (for people who are already using drugs and suffering the consequences of their illegal nature). I also can see how many people reading this would think this is outrageous. But what if we were to change the lens just a little more? What if we looked at the legalization of drugs as only one strategy amongst a much larger shift in the way our society runs? What if we start looking at people with compassion, thoughtfulness, creativity and love? What if we chose to create real solutions versus more punitive approaches and punishing people? What if instead of looking at drug use as the problem we start to look at some of the social factors that contribute people's problematic use of drugs?
Here is a very short list of some of the issues I believe are connected:
Protecting children from violence and sexual abuse in the home (many people who use drugs are coping with childhood trauma). This may mean creating programs and more healing processes for family members who are caught in a cycle of violence.
Create low income housing. A lack of affordable low-income housing means that people living below the poverty line are forced to live on the street, in the shelter system, or rooming houses. These are often unsafe environments, and people end up using drugs to escape form the harsh realities of their situation.
Increase mental health services that work from a real harm reduction perspective. Many people who use drugs have mental health issues. Unfortunately, we live in a society that mandates people to stop using drugs before they can get their mental health issues addressed. People who are using drugs also have problems when going into treatment centers because treatment programs insist that people have to get help with their mental health issues. This contradiction makes it impossible for people who use drugs and have mental health issues get assistants.
Creating alternatives to prisons. Prisons are dangerous and do not 'rehabilitate' people. I have worked as a prisoners rights advocate for over 15 years and have seen the debilitating affects prisons have on people. There is no space for them to work on personal issues, no job training, and no access to appropriate programs (this is another topic all together). Prisons often have the opposite affect on those that it hopes to 'cure'. Prison often exacerbates peoples use of drugs because now they have a criminal record, they have experienced further degradation, humiliation and violence.
This is just a short list of interconnected issues and could be the focus of another article. I haven't even addressed the larger systemic issues such as on-going colonization, racism, classism, sexism, white privilege etc. that contribute to the ways our society creates problematic drug users. This is not to take away from a persons agency, only one perspective of a very complex set of social issues.
So then, what is harm reduction? Real harm reduction for people who use drugs goes beyond providing clean needles (although this is very important). Harm reduction for people who use drugs is about reducing violence, making money to buy drugs, avoiding prison and stopping the criminalization of drugs that makes using drugs much more dangerous.
What you describe in your article is something that is new to me, the legalization of illicit drugs. Thank you for your informatory and far-reaching posting.
My response is two fold, first I have been following on the news the global issues of illicit drugs, and how recently it seems that this issue is being looked at in a different light. Especially the possibility of making illegal drugs legal in order to confront this complex problem which involves the elite class as well as the poor.
So many people are loosing their lives and atrocities are being committed and all for the greed (on the criminal end) of the illegal drugs. This is a complex problem and the discussion that seems to be ensuing in this area is the legalization of illicit drugs as part of the solution to this problem. We need to see this issue with new eyes, as you mentioned on your posting that drugs aren't good or bad.
Secondly, closer to my heart, I lost my twenty-three year old brother (twenty years ago) to suicide. We were an immigrant family. My brother was three years old when we arrived to our new country. Emotionally, our family was not able to integrate with the new culture of the new country where we lived and that was something that he carried in his soul for the short period that he was on this earth. He got in with the wrong crowd. My own anger and judgement did not allow me to see what I now see. My brother to ease his loneliness and to survive his isolation in my parents home, to endure my father's brutality when the anger would flare up, as there were no communication channels to discuss issues, only violence and my youngest brother was at the receiving end by getting beat up. I now understand that he was using drugs to ease his emotional pain.
Before he ended his life he was in trouble with the police (I am not sure of the details) and he was afraid of going to jail and of being brutalized there. Twenty years ago I did not know what I know now and continue to understand his suffering and pain in a new way.
Your article on harm reduction and the new movement in the world towards change seems to have opened up a glimmer of hope in my heart and hopefully see a stop to the bloodshed that has become the use of illicit drugs in our society. This issue must continue to be discussed at all levels and maybe the answer is to legalize "illegal" drugs.
I grew up where drinking was a regular occurrence in the home. Even though, alcohol was misused in my childhood home, it is only 1 part of my struggle with addictions. My struggle with addictions stemmed from my childhood experience of having emotionally absent parents. I remember feeling very alone in my surroundings even though there were four people in the home. However, my feelings of aloneness started earlier; from the moment of my birth when my mother was unable to take me home from the hospital. When asked, I was told that she simply could not handle seeing me and not be able to take me home. When I entered into psychotherapy, I did not understand what an impact the unconscious has on our lives. Once I started to let go and open myself up to my therapist I started to understand how my ability to trust and get close to people had been affected from being abandoned as a baby. However, before that happened I went through a myriad of many other destructive life experiences like starting to smoke pot at age 12 and gradually moving to harder substances as time went on just to distance myself from my home life. To be continued…
The feelings described in the above postings are interchangeable with any addictive behaviour, as I found myself applying them to my own issues around food, bingeing, anorexia, horrible body image, hating my jiggly bits and overall trying to wipe out the body I was blessed with. Now, after years of therapy and gradual union with my being and body, I see my body as a blessing, I thank it every day for suffering the abuse and disregard I subjected it to for the past forty years, all in the quest to have "control" over something, as I didn't feel I had control over anything else. I am amazed at its resilience. Yes, we are survivors, I like that title, it makes me feel like I've done something worthwhile and worth talking about.
My thoughts on growing up in an alcoholic addicted family. I am the oldest daughter with two younger sisters. The effects of parental alcoholim began very early long before I was aware there was a problem. Our family atmosphere included unexpressed feelings of confusion, guilt, anger, shame and fear. Rage was the family sescret and shared but unacknowledged family pain. My parents were themselves children of alcoholics and were still traumatized when they became parents. For me family life was inconsistent, unpredictable, and chaotic because everything was based on anger or a drug which impairs functioning. What was true one day may not be true the next day. Their personalities would change with alcoholism. I learned to repress spontaneity, to first check things out to see if the parents were upset and how to shrug off disappointment. Arbitrariness would occur from the whimsical and impulsive changs that would occur from one day tothe next and I was unable to determine the basis for these changes. Most of the time I felt inadequate, ntense and upset. The fear of being "out of control" and wanting to let go of strong feels were experienced as being out of control. The avoidance of feelings and the fundamental believe that feelings are wrong, bad and scary was a constant. When I expressed feelings I was met with disapproval, anger and rejection. This led to a major source of anxiety and conflict over control in my life to this day.
As I began therapy I was able to focus on the denial which permeated my family of origin. I looked at the child within and found that I learned the rules of "don't talk, don't trust, don't feel". I learned my judgment was poor and incorrect, nothing is wrong I was told but everything seems wrong. I must be misperceiving. I must be wrong. I learned to tolerate amny intolerable situations. My natural responses were somehow unacceptable, wrong, not to be trusted. I learned one of my parents were lying or telling something that is totally against everything I am sending, everything that my experience would tell me was real. I was taught not to trust myself or others. I learned in therapy when I do not trust my experience, my body signals I would ignore my feelings. To survivie I would have to separate myself from my feelings. I did not learn to integrate my feelings, thoughts and observations. I would feel confused, scared, bad, sick or crazy.
During my process with psychotherapy I have learned I was a survivor. I have become aware of my psychologial and physiological vulnerabilites which I acquired as a result of being reared in a home where there is chaos; I was very adept at pleasing conforming, looking good, dress well, appeared successful and was admired. But all the while my internal dialogue would center around feelings of inadequacy, the thought "I'm not good enough". I often experienced loneliness and a sense that things are not right. With my therapist's support I learned to give myself permission to take care of myself. To learn that I could have privacy, to know that there is a language which I am learning to use to express my needs. To learn about personal boundaries and professional boundaries. My personal growth is a continuing journey. It is an ongoing process of learning to love myself.
Amen, Sister! It is so empowering to know that others understand the pain and despair of growing up in a family where alcohol reigned. For many years it was the elephant in the middle of the room that no one spoke about. If we shut our eyes and pretended it wasn't there maybe it would go away. Maybe if I was more obedient, and did everything right we could be a happier, healthier family. Finding a therapist who understands was life saving.
I didn't even realize my parents were alcoholics until I left home and discovered that no - not everyone drinks the way they do. Then - it was only after years of therapy that I realized that their drinking had had a huge impact on my life and the decisions I make. I was always drawn to alcoholic partners in my relationships. Something shifted during therapy though. Although I do still have some kind of primal attraction to alcoholics - it is not as strong as it once was, and it isn't exclusive. I am now with a wonderful man who doesn't suffer from addictive behaviour. I still have issues that I am working on though. My own addictive behaviour....like being drawn into computer games and wasting hours playing or surfing on the net. It calms me and I zone out - only to realize that I haven't taken care of what I need to do in my life. So - I am still a work in progress.
I just read your story. WOW. Feels so good to listen to someone being able to articulate the fustrating, confusion we grow up with in alcohlic homes. My overwhelming memory is this confused lost little girl, not even feeling seen. Like a sponge, always trying to figure out whats REALLY going on. That saying of when you die your life flashes before your eyes, co-dependents see someone elses life flashes before their eyes! so True. How can we love ourselves if this is all we knew growing up? WE can. We will heal these wounds. Thank you so much for sharing your story. I can totally related. So glad you feel you have the support you need. The work of healing is so totally worth it, hard hard work but freedom is the reward,
I am addicted to daily exercise and feel as if I can not live without
it! Even when I go on holidays I make sure there are opportunites for a
daily workout. I go to the gym,lift weights, bike on the days I do not
do yoga. I began this routine 40 years ago and it has saved my life in
addition to therapy. Moving my body helps me feel alive. As I am
aging, my body is becoming less flexible but I am determined to keep
moving. I am SO glad that the compulsive part of my personality has a
constructive outlet. Otherwise, I could be addicted to alcohol and/or
drugs.
I've been struggling with my relationship with alcohol lately. I am not an alcoholic. Nor is my partner. Yet - when I read about alcoholics - I identify with many of their stories on a profound, almost frightening level.
I am not an alcoholic - but both of my parents were. One of the posts described it perfectly for me - as a child not being aware of why their characters would change - the drama, the disconnect between their treatment of me and the situation. I also remember living in fear - the rollercoaster of never knowing what was going to happen next, the daily fights, the death rides - because my father liked to drive fast when he drank. I survived it with damage but more or less intact. Later - when I realized that they were alcoholics - I determined that I would never behave that way and definitely never do that to my own family.
So - here I am - not an alcoholic - and yet I can't imagin a life without alcohol. I love drinking. I love the smell of wine, the taste of beer, the sofistication of a good martini, the feel of a good scotch sliding down my throat and warming my belly. When I drink - I am more relaxed and comfortable. I enjoy conversation. I enjoy people. I feel freer and more myself. I fit in.
Life is challenging. I have young children and I love and enjoy them, and also I can feel exhausted and overwhelmed by the never ending work of keeping the house together and everyone clean and fed and then keeping up with my own studies. At the end of the day I never have more then one glass of wine at dinner. Occasionally a shot of scotch after they are in bed to relax...I know thats okay. What disturbs me is that I can long for and enjoy that drink with such an intensity and need! Lately I sometimes see the sign for a pub, or walk by a bar - and I feel an overwhelming desire to walk in and drink until I'm done. Take my edge off. Escape.
I realize that I am vulnerable to alcohol. I grew up with it. It is familiar. It makes me feel good. It feels like a friend. In a way it keeps me connected to my parents - it is the only way I can be in love with them. My mother cannot enjoy being with me unless she has a drink in hand. My father died of the abuse he heaped on his body. I have experienced how destructive it can be. Talking about this is helpful to me. It puts my own use on the table so that I can look at it. I wonder how my emotional involvement with alcohol will affect my children. I feel as if it is not entirely healthy or resolved, even though I can honestly say that I am not an alcoholic.
When I read your post this morning so many warning bells and sirens went off that I was nearly deafened. Alcoholics do not take their first drink then totally lose control. They all start somewhere.
Many people believe, myself included, that there is a genetic component to alcoholism. Alcoholism ran rampant through my mother's family. My grandfather, several of his brothers and sisters, my uncle and two of his children are/were all alcoholic. I went through a period at university where alcohol was my drug of choice. I drank to relax, I drank to fit in, I drank to celebrate, I drank to drown my sorrows, but I was never falling down drunk. I was always in control, and stopped drinking well before complete intoxication. The thing was, I was "in control" most of the time. One of the few things I remember about my graduation is that I was comfortably buzzed.
Fortunately, I was able to see where I was heading and put a stop to all drinking for several years. Today my consumption is limited to a glass of wine when I am dining out with friends or family. I do not keep any type of alcohol in the house, and do not purchase it when I entertain. My friends know and accept that all gatherings in my home are dry.
You describe the feelings around your drinking in almost sensual ways. You say you are more comfortable, freer, more relaxed when you drink. You fit in and enjoy conversation. You also say you use alcohol to relax at the end of a hard day, and sometimes have to fight the urge to pop into a pub just to take the edge off.
I want to ask if you see that alcohol controls your life, even when you're not drinking, but I won't. I already know the answer, because you are in classic denial. I urge you, before you do any more emotional harm to your children and totally destroy your relationships, to look up the phone number for AA and attend a few meetings (at least 6) with an open mind.
If, after doing this, you can HONESTLY state that you have nothing in common with the others at the meetings, then reply to this post and I will publicly apologize in this forum.
Whatever you decide to do, good luck. I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers.
I wanted to sit with my feelings for a bit before I replied to your post.
I hear how triggered you were by what I wrote and how concerned you are about my young children. I know from personal experience how painful it is to witness the damage done to young children in a dysfunctional family. I appreciate your cry out to me.
I want to say that I was conscious when I explained that I am not an alcoholic. It was important for me to be clear about this because I feel vulnerable about the place that I am in. I do not want to equate how difficult it is for me to say "no" to what it is like for an alcoholic to say "no". When I say 'no', it is a reasonable denial of something I want in the moment. It does not involve huge personal sacrifice and pain. For my father it was different. It has taken me this long to understand that the combination of physical addiction, and emotional addiction made this practically impossible for him. I wanted to honor that. At the same time, I wrote the post because I believe that there is something unhealthy in my attraction to alcohol that I want to explore and not hide under the table.
I am interested in what you say about a genetic component. Alcoholism runs in my family as well. I feel cautious about focusing exclusively on my genes because I feel that behavior is also passed down in families. I make a link to my experience with asthma. I've always known that there is a genetic component to my asthma, and I viewed it as a physical disease. During the last ten years, I have done a lot of emotional work in therapy. I learned that my asthma was tied in with the intense fear that I experienced in my home that stayed with me into adulthood. As I have been able to work with my fear, my asthma has disappeared.
I wonder how this legacy of fear has been passed down in my family. I accept that I have a pre-disposition to both asthma and alcohol that is genetic and is my response to the emotional trauma I experienced in my family.
I do feel that I still have work to do around my relationship with alcohol. Thank you for your response.
I hear you! I also struggle with an attraction to alcohol, and I used to drink a lot on the weekends and around the weekends. I remember how surprised I was to do a tally once maybe 6 years ago and discover that I had had 12 drinks in one week, and I knew I was lowballing it. I have become more conscious around my drinking and I try to control it though I do fantasize about that beer or two at the end of the week, and when I know I'm having dinner with friends believe me I'm wondering how much wine I'll have -- in an anticipatory and worried mode at the same time. I haven't kicked alcohol though sometimes I think I should, but I guess I don't want to.
But I have very 'bad' behaviour around food. I am able to control my desire for beer and wine to a very good extent I think, but food is another matter. I physically crave white bread and cheese and chips and chocolate and cookies, to stuff myself up, to comfort myself physically, to feel a sort of grounding constipation. Sometimes this craving is more pronounced than others. Right now I'm going through changes at work and the food thing is hard to manage...I feel like I have addictive behaviour in that I'm avoiding feelings, stuffing them down. However it's just occurred to me that I am also using a harm-reduction model (thanks for that fabulous post by the way) because I do believe that white bread etc. is a better choice than alcohol. I find that I get the same low buzz from the crappy food as alcohol, the same kind of numbing. I don't want to be aware and conscious all the time.
Thank you for your post - you've really put it in a nutshell. I don't want to be aware and conscious all the time either. Too much work and too painful. This is exactly when my attraction for alchohol kicks in - when I want to escape. When I don't want to deal with life any more and I want to take a break. Maybe taking the occasional break is alright - as long as I can be conscious of my decision to do that and not pretend that I can remain in that place of comfort. I am not sure really what the answer is. Is the goal to be aware and conscious all the time, so that it finally becomes the place of comfort? Or maybe the only goal is to live as fully as possible - which seems to mean as consciously as possible. Alchohol and other addictions do just the opposite - they encourage covering up life and the pain and discomfort of it. Maybe that is the struggle - at least for me.
I just wanted to add - I practice a form of harm reduction too - eating cerial with lots of sugar before I go to bed - even if I'm not hungry - it also fills me up and comforts me.
I would be really interested in hearing from someone who has struggled
with a gambling addiction and how psychotherapy has helped them to deal
with their problem.
My struggle with a gambling addiction started over 7 years ago. As with any addiction one does not imagine that something one participates in socially would turn into something that would begin to take over and potentially devastate their life. Initially, I would periodically go to the slots for entertainment. At the begining I was consistent in only spending the monies I had put aside for the evening. It did not take long until I was spending twice as much as I had originally allotted. As time passed my gambling escalated to spending all of the cash I had access to. I was headed down a road that left me feeling elated when I won and devasted and ashamed when I lost. After a major loosing streak I would concede to myself that I had a gambling problem and that I needed help. By the next morning the sinking feeling of the monetary loss dissipated and within a few days I had another paycheck to start the cycle all over again. At this point I had started to see a pychotherapist but shared very little with her of my gambling addiction. However, after a night of binge gambling which lead me to loose all of my money that was meant to pay my bills, I knew that my gambling was out of control. I had tapped out all of my financial resources including my family and I panicked as I knew that another gambling binge would leave me in a very precarious spot. So on my way home from the gambling bender I called my psychotherapist asking her to help me be accountable for my actions. However, I was still in the mindset that I wanted to be accountable to someone so I wouldn't overspend but I still did not feel that I had to actually stop gambling. I felt that as long as I could control it I could continue as a social gambler. My therapist and I ended up making a deal, that if I went on a gambling bender I would actually have to seek out a gamblers group or something similiar. One would have to know my histroy to appreciate my next statement but the thought of actually seeking out a group that dealt with addictions horrified me. I made the deal with my therapist. However, it didn't take long before I went on a gambling binge but I kept my part of the bargin and made the call to the addiction centre. I only set up one appointment but the deal with my therapist was that if I continued gambling I would also continue with the addictions centre. I never did have to continue with the addictions centre because I have not gambled since and that was 3 years ago. It was at this point that I began taking the gambling addiction seriously. In my therapy sessions that followed my psychotherapist and I explored what gambling did for me. I realized that it was a place where I could shut out the world and shut out all of my thoughts and feelings. It also temporarily filled a deep void. It was a place where I could go and occupy myself for hours and escape from the deep seeded feelings of lonliness. The way that I now see my gambling addiction is that it was only a symptom of deeper emotional issues in my life. I beleive that my sucess in my recovery from my gambling addiction has been the strong support of my psychotherapist and the deeper emotional work that I committed to and engaged in with my therapist.
I really admire your struggle
I really admire your struggle with expressing your feelings rather than having a drink to soothe them. When I have a drink of wine which I try to limit to three times a week, I am aware that it often makes me feel better in the moment. After several hours I usually feel depressed. I am beginning to notice how alcohol reacts in my body which I do not like. I hope to eventually stop drinking but in the meantime I am working on boundaries!
compulsive consumption
Well I did not have a drink for 3 months, but in the past couple of months I've had a few here and there, mostly just 1 or 2 drinks. But one night in June I must have had about 8 glasses of wine, with friends. I didn't feel that great and also I felt ashamed of myself, out of control. Since that binge I am really pulling back again though this weekend I had 4 drinks (2 at a Pride Day brunch, that's tradition). But I am always questioning myself every time I drink, thinking, why am I doing this? What am I avoiding? I have noticed that sometimes if I feel blah, or socially anxious/unsure, I think well I'll mood alter with a drink, but I know more and more how short-lived that mood-altering is and how fake too.
It's very hard not to eat or drink to excess. I just chuck it all down the hatch hoping to get a feeling that is better than the empty anxious existential low-level dread feeling that I often have....my therapist says that it's best to express the feelings as much as possible, not repress them, I am still learning to do that.
compulsive consumption such a struggle
I really hear your struggle and admire your honesty in sharing it with us. I'm also really touched by your clear sighted awareness of its relation to "empty anxious existential low level dread feelings" - wow what an amazing way to capture that sense and I really connect with it. While I don't drink anymore, I certainly can find myself trying to dampen that feeling with "grazing" - that unconscious snacking that often grips me in the eveings and I can just eat for hours - a little this, a little that, until I "wake up" out of the automation and feel bad about myself.
Thank you for making that connection - somehow it really speaks to me.
The spaces that used to be filled with drinking
It's been almost 2 months since I stopped drinking, and I've started to notice a subtle transformation happening in my life...instead of losing Friday evening and Saturday evening to booze and socializing, those nights are starting to be about creativity and study and fun connection. A few Fridays I've come home, taken a hot bath, and read books for a paper I'm working on. It used to be that Friday nights were a write-off, I accomplished nothing and come to think of it I didn't nourish myself. Now that I'm not drinking, other things are coming into my life. The spaces in my week that used to be filled with drinking and numbing myself out are now open spaces where other things flow in, like reading, making nice dinners, connecting, thinking.
I did not expect this to happen. It makes me want to stick with the not-drinking to see what unfolds for me.
Interesting What is Unfolding For You
I just want to say that I read your first posting of your decision not to drink for a month. I was very interested in reading your new posting. It sounds to me like you are finding your own way through this and are experiencing some very positive outcomes and even surprises such as creativity and connection. Thank you for sharing your journey thus far and I look forward to hearing more about it.
Giving up drinking
I decided to not drink any alcohol for the whole month of February, since it's a short month. Ha ha. About half way through February I decided that only 28 days without a drink is not much of a challenge, so I decided to abstain for the month of March as well. Now I'm wondering, why take it up again? When I drink it's always to satisfy a craving which is just as well satisfied with a grilled cheese sandwich, or jellybeans, or nachos. And when I drink I often am chasing the buzz, then I drink too much, then I feel sick. Not to mention some recent study that said that drinking is linked to breast cancer. I'm in my 40s so I have had just about every alcoholic beverage there is: beer, white wine, red wine, martinis, cosmopolitans (made me itch), shooters (university), irish coffees (why?), even mojitos in Cuba. What more is there? That said I did have a dream a week ago that a friend brought me a special bottle of european lager, and boy was it delicious....my feeling in the dream was that I was doing something illicit, and I was disappointed in myself for breaking my streak of sobriety.
I'm thinking about my teetotalling a lot, and feel proud of myself. I go out a lot and my friends all drink. However they have all supported me in my little test of willpower. It feels good to control the drinking, my fear is that it was starting to control me.
Encouragement welcome!!!
Giving Up Drinking
Good for you!
Any lifestyle change, whether it's wrestling with your demons (addictions) eliminating destructive behaviour, or starting (or staying with) a healing journey, takes insight, strength of character and amazing courage. I wish you well. Please let us know how you're getting on.
Disease Model of Addiction and Therapy
I have been reading everyone's posts on addiction with interest. I first of all want to thank those who have posted about your own struggles with addiction and being willing to be vulnerable and share your story with us. For me, I have struggled with the concept of the traditional disease model of addiction. To some degree I felt it had the potential to leave the addict with a of hopelessness. However, I do understand the historical context of making it into a disease model which depathologizes the issue. My mother was a nurse and I was reading one of her notebooks from the 1950's from the university at which she was studying. Some of her notes regarding alcohol state that "alcoholism leads to insanity and that 20% of all insanity cases are caused alcohol". Additionally, "53% of children who had drunken parents were deemed to be mentally defective". I was quite taken aback when I read this and it certainly made me understand why there was a need to depathologize addictions. I also recognize that with addictions coming under the auspicious of a disease model it then can come under our healthcare system and addicts can receive the treatment they so desperately need. The reason that I had some resistance to this model was that I felt the medical community attributed the addiction to a genetic issue and that there was a lack of emphasis placed on the environment in which the child (now adult addict) was exposed to. In reading Gabor Mate's book In The Realm of Hungry Ghosts I believe that he brought these two issues together beautifully. He talks about how some people may have a genetic disposition towards addictions because of their brain structure, however it is the environment which they grow up in that greatly affects whether or not these neural pathways are activated. For me the more exciting portion of Mate's discussion (and others in the field of brain plasticity) is that through talk therapy these neural pathways can be changed. I have always been a strong proponent that the key to dealing with addictions is working with the emotional trauma and pain that initially may have lead one into addiction. It is nice to see that at least some of the scientific and research community is finally acknowledging the incredible power of talk therapy.
talk therapy helps
thanks for your post about talk therapy and it's effects on brain plasticity. When I am this depressed I start feeling like "what is the use," more talking makes me feel like I sound like a black hole. It is encouraging to know that it does help, slowly but surely to just talk to a safe person. I need to have faith that it lifts even a thin layer of this.
I often say to myself that the universe has everything we need to heal. It is a matter of seeking it out. Which can be a challenge when your motivation is so low. I think we are meant to be content, at the very least, in the world, deserve to have a sense of peace, no matter what is happening. Reaching out is difficult, but there are people out there, from shaman to accupuncturists to therapists, who really do want to help.
chicken?egg issue
I was thinking that my biggest issue is depression, thus the addiction. If I can heal my depression my vulnerability wouldn't be so low to wanting drugs. One huge thought I had is that I can not afford to laps in my recovery because the emotional turmoil you go through afterwards is so detrimental. I had a laps two weeks ago, and had thoughts that I was definitely going to hell for all the sneekiness around this terrible habit. Wasn't worth a few hours of feeling buzzed. The road to being able to feel the way I used to feel without taking drugs seems so long. I feel like I have short-circuted my " happy" transmitters with all the depression. It is the dopamine I really want! Addiction isn't the root of the problem but perpetuates the lack of ability to feel loved in the world. Then depending on how out of control it gets, it is the primary problem. Huge challenges. Isolating illness. That is why it is so important for us to reach out and connect. We are so alone when we are sick, the answer to coming back to reality is with other people who we trust and know won't judge us.
Thank you for your clear and
Thank you for your clear and wise words...my drug of choice is alcohol, and when I feel upset/stressed/depressed or just want to distance myself from life and feel relaxed, I think of altering my mood with alcohol, and I frequently do take a few drinks. The buzz is so great, makes me feel alive yet invulnerable at the same time, trouble is chasing after the buzz usually means I over-do it and feel sick. If there were no side-effects in terms of feeling hungover and sluggish, I swear I would be drinking 24/7. I drank a lot in my twenties just to survive that time in my life which was excruciating. It is painful and exhausting being human, being in the world at times.
And yet I know drinking is a fake release (not to mention the health problems which weigh on my mind too). There's nothing as good or as terrifying as connecting with others, being able to be your true self, weak, and yet be accepted and loved.
Thanks for your post, my best wishes to you in your brave struggle to connect and heal.
The pain that feels so good
I have been sober for almost 9 years now. But I still remember the cycle of pain that felt so good that I was caught up in alcohol, drugs and sex these things were the source of my power. I still think of the moment that I finally surrendered myself to an admission of "powerlessness" that of my own accord I could not and would not find the means to change my behaviour and thinking on my own. I thank God for 12 step and some of the good people in those rooms. Also for therapy to help me look at some of my core issues with support and non judgement. It feels just like yesterday whenever I think about myself in active addiction, I still have a love hate relationship with those behaviours and thoughts as they helped me and hurt all at the same time. I never could have dreamed my life to be what it is today and only could have dreamt it as a sober person as the walls of my addiction closed my mind to alternate truths about myself. I was so identified as an active user and abuser, then when I stopped I became identified as someone in recovery. Now as more time has pasted I am identified with being a fallible and lovable person. What is important to me today is my personal integrity that I could never get a hold of when I was "out there" before. My bottom was an emotional one which was made clear by the realization that my life could just go on and on in constant agony as that was the orbit that I was stuck in. The problem with addicts like myself is my vision was myopic in the sense that I rarely could see beyond myself, and how I was affecting others. It has taken a lot of work and time sober to recondition myself to see past my stuff and to take in others. The nature of addiction is to end up alone and numb which almost sounds like an alive version of death to me now. However painful, addiction seems to be a human condition that comes with all of us on some level which gives us all the opportunity to look at it and be honest or to continue to live in a waking dream that is progressive and destructive. I guess I chose the blue pill or was it the red one?
I Am a Recovering Alcoholic
2010-01-28 Stopping drinking was the easy part for me ! I had quit for long periods of TIME before I got into the 12 step recovery program. Healing my soul & spirit and mental thinking and trying to get a handle on my emotions since that last drink is called the Joy of Living life on my Creators terms. Thy Will Be Done.Amen.
It never ceases to amaze me WHY ? I was chosen to stay stopped and others struggle with this addiction / disease. I do have gratitude in my heart for the gift of sobriety daily.
Bee from PEI
Thank-you for sharing your
Thank-you for sharing your journey. Your sobriety is indeed a blessing and I am so glad that you have been chosen to receive this gift. You are embracing it daily.
I grew up in a home with an alcoholic father. I made a consciuos decision early on in my life that I did not want to take a drink. However, I am often on the border of food addiction and the emotional struggles that go on in my mind around food, at times can torment me. My brain often tells me that it will be OK to give in because then the struggle will cease. During the times when I do lose the battle, the guilt strikes and a new torment begins. The messages that perpetuate tell me I am worthless and will never be able to overcome the struggle. My therapy really helps take a look at what is going on with the tug of war that I can experience. It gives me an understanding of what is going on for me . With this understanding, I am not as hard on myself. Also it takes me to thoughts of my father and what must have been happening for him. His struggle must have been so geat and yet there was so little understanding because he did not have the opportunities that I have had. I sometimes also wonder why I was given the opportunities that I have had for the work with my therapist.
I am often challenged but now I am getting stronger in this area. Through struggle and challenge comes stength for me.
I will hold you in my thoughts .
How is everyone?
No posts on this stream in awhile. Wanted to re-ignite dialogue. Addicion is a very isolating illness. Wanted to reach out.
I am always so hesitant to discuss my issue with addiction. It feels like something only other addicts could ever understand. What I find surprising is how little explanation is given to the general public about why addiction is a disease. It is said all the time" addiction is a disease, remember that". It is so complicated. How is alters your brain, why people are susceptible to addictions, that it is a disease of the emotions. The "switches' in your brain that are turned on when exposed to an addictive substance are in the most primal centre. The same one that says search for food water and shelter. You NEED it to survive. It is not true, but the brain circuts are screwed up.
I think it would make life alot easier for addicts and interesting to others if the whole concept of this a a disease, or rather a very challenging health issue were more throughly discussed. Maybe people would not be so frustrated and stop blaming the victim, the addict. It is a hell. Ignorance perpetuates the issue for individuals and society.
Idea of "I am an addict"
I was so happy to see the comment about taking the label "addict" into perspective. When I was in rehab, I don't know why but I hated saying "I am an addict" all the time. I wanted to say, I have an addiction. I am way more than an addict. I am not even close to wanting to define myself by that entirely, although I know the "addicted brain" is a complex issue. Struggling person. Ya
"I am an Addict" - aren't I more than that?
Thank you for your post, as I had a similar experience when I went into recovery and rehab. I really did not like the idea of generating an identity that revolved around being an addict. There was something that felt pathological - i guess in some ways it connects with Mate's comment around "rock bottom". Its about finding hope and alternatives; not about reaching the blackest of places.
Being able to build an identity around positive changes and qualities was actually my pathway out of addiction.
Now I know that for myself I cannot open that door of having "one drink" - because I believe that once i go through that door i would never find my way out again and this is a risk I'm not willing to take (I have way to much to loose). so like you, I have a healthy respect for the "addicted brain" and the knowledge that I do not think clearly when my brain has mind altering chemicals floating around in it.
But my life is so much more than this aspect of me.
Jo-Anne Corbeil interview with Gabor Mate
I absolutely LOVE the interview. I will be listening to it a few times before I am ready to write a full response but I wanted to at least take the time to express my gratitude to OPC for posting this. Psychotherapy has been a loving experience for me and this interview just supports my process. Thank you.
Gabor Mate Jo-Anne and Nancy Carter
Wow I'm blown away by this interview. Thank you Gabor, Jo-Anne and Nancy Carter for putting together this pod cast for our learning. I wrote down a list of things that struck me and I hope that this will spark discussions on any one of the points.
Gabor Mate and Jo-Anne Corbeil Interview
Gabor Mate interview
I fully agree with your feelings about the interview. You have noted in great detail the main themes so rather than repeat them, I wanted to focus on the ones that had particular meaning for me.
- "there is no such thing as absolute free choice". So glad to hear a North American actually come out and say this. Gender, poverty, illiteracy, health are just a few examples that limit people's choices and to pretend that we are all on a level playing field with respect to choice is dishonest.
- "intervention" has become a stylish word and typically there is a holier-than-thou attitude on the part of the intervenors. I was quite struck by how intervention can turn into coercion if the intervenors have not taken the time to work through their own issues first.
- I have not heard the phrase "pain body" before. I think it's a perfect description for just about all of us. My pain body does need to be healed and I'm working through that process in a safe space. For people who are unable to do that, I understand why addiction may feel like the path to alleviate that pain.
- The statement that it may be better not to be involved with a friend or family member with an addiction rather than be involved but keep questioning them about their addiction really hit home for me. I have two very close relatives in my life who are addicted to alcohol. I love them dearly but their addiction tears me apart and I find myself being impatient and intolerant with them. However, I don't feel that I have the choice of removing myself from their lives. I couldn't bear to do that - it would break my heart not to have them in my life. But to "accept" their addiction is so very difficult to do. My hope is that my love for these family members will override my tendency to judge them and that in time I can accept them as human beings who are carrying wounds that just happen to be different from mine.
I have a history of substance
I have a history of substance and process addictions and just when it seems I've successfully overcome one, another comes along. Currently I am dependent on Imovane, a prescription sleeping medication; I have been using it every night for 7 years. A year and a half ago I began using it in the afternoons, now and again, if I felt stressed or anxious and needed a nap. I am very concerned that this might escalate. I'm grateful to have my therapist and a safe place to work through some stuff that has always felt too scary to share. I'm interested to know if anyone else has experience or insight about the situation I describe. I have challenges ahead of me...
Imovane use
I also use Imovane to sleep, and have done for about four years. While I find I need it to fall asleep most nights, there are nights (2 or 3 each month) where I am able to sleep without it.
My main concern with Imovane are certain side effects (bitter taste) and possible long-term effects. I also use anti-depressents daily, with the same concerns.
I also will nap in the afternoons, although I do not take the Imovane to do so. I will nap after work perhaps 2-3 days a week, and often on the weekend. I am able to fall asleep easily, and usually wake after about an hour. I am curious about your use in the afternoon. Do you find you are able to nap for a short while (under 2 hours) and wake up? Interestingly this is one of the problems I have with the drug at night time; while I fall asleep with it I do not always stay asleep. I take yoga class three times a week and I have found that I am able to sleep through the night more often (and in fact sometimes do not wake up in time to go to work, which I had never really experienced before)
That, taken with my ability to sometimes sleep without the drug makes me feel that there is a possibility of reducing or removing my use of it at some time in the future. I am wary of using drugs to solve symptoms rather than dealing with root causes, so I am certainly looking to share ideas and support around these ideas.
I wish you safety and success as you continue in your challenges, and am open to hearing about them if you wish to share.
History of substance abuse
I've actually been sitting with your post since I read it on friday. I think one of the toughest things about addiction is holding the fact that the propensity to return or indulge in addictive behaviours and substances is always there looming.
Having been an active alcoholic for many years ( i now have almost 21 years of sobriety), I recognize the importance of not "falling asleep" around the almost knee-jerk response in me for "pain-relief".
Through my own therapy journey I have come to really understand in an embodied way the reasons that I utilized addictions for my survival and I also recognize how as an adult these same addictions are deadly for me - maybe not in an immediate sense physically (although rather immediate in the emotional sense) - but certainly over time.
I encourage you in your struggle and challenge right now, its certainly worth it!
Falling off the "Wagon"
I cannot think of a better expression to describe what happens when you lose your struggle with an addiction. We go along with bumpy and smooth rodes, on this wagon of life, passing different scenarios, events, situations, vistas, and then, just when you might not be looking for it, a bump, and not necessarily a huge one, comes along and you're tossed right off the wagon. If one is lucky, the wagon stops long enough for you to get right back on, and lick your wounded ego into understanding what just happened. If you're lost in it, then you have some running to do to catch up to the wagon. That image is what has stayed with me over the past few days. In my eons-long struggle with food issues, I fell off the bulimia wagon two days ago and have not been able to figure out why. There are no issues in particular that may have set it off, but I do feel like I was not in my body as I watched myself overeat all kinds of food, then proceed to get rid of it. I'm sorry if this is grossing anyone out, but it is a fact of my life that I am both ashamed of, and yet it is within the analysis of this behaviour that I will find the source of my pain. I have not had any urges in the past two years, and now, there it is. I am sitting with this and continuing to try and figure out exactly what I was feeling in those moments. It's the picking apart of "the moment" that I find so intriguing. Therein is the world of knowledge about myself. I just can't figure it out yet. Or, at least, why, at this time, when everything else I do seems to be accounted for, this cropped up. WElcome to my world of addiction.
The Many Faces of Addiction
Thank you for your honesty in your post. As I was reading your post I was thinking about the many faces of addiction. When one mentions addiction for many drugs or alcohol comes to mind. However, there are more subtleties of addiction including certain behaviours and as you mentioned eating and bulimia. I also can relate to the food aspect as I too can struggle with as you put it "watching" myself eat and then wondering why I just did that. However, my struggle with addiction today is with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder which does have an addictive component to it. I have done a fair amount of reading on OCD and one author in particular drew the many parallels to addiction and OCD. The author discusses OCD as a compulsion but not an addiction because the difference is that the repeated behaviour the person engages in gives her/him a “kick” out of it. However, on this point I have come to disagree with the author because as tortuous as OCD is, it does “relieve” my anxiety, albeit short-lived. This is in essence what participating in any addictive behaviour does. It dulls the pain; it takes the edge off of it, makes one feel good for the moment...it relieves anxiety. Addiction also consumes and I completely understand what it is like to be consumed. I have done a considerable amount of work with my therapist regarding the OCD and am very grateful for where I am considering how absolutely crippled I was by my obsessions and compulsions. However, as we are peeling back the layers I am beginning to see as with any addiction the subtleties and nuances of it. Prior to the therapy work that my psychotherapist and I engaged in, my OCD was like this monstrous giant who sat in and overtook most of the space in my emotional world. It was so large and so consuming that I could scarcely move without touching it. Now that the giant has been minimized I am able to see the other dozens of ways in which I act out my OCD. Prior to the OCD giant being minimized I did not see these other areas as being problematic. Now light is being shed on these things as well. So needless to say the cycle of addiction no matter what form it takes on is a tough one to deal with. Thank you again for sharing your struggles on this discussion board.
I am really grateful for
I am really grateful for these posts. I appreciate the widening of the definition of addictions. I have a lot of judgement around my own addictive behaviours - not the least of which is that they are silly because they aren't more "serious" - ie drugs and alcohol. I am really struggling with food right now as well - because I am eating compulsively. It is almost as if I step outside my body and watch as I down huge amounts of food when I am not at all hungry. I've been having cravings to smoke - and not having wanted one in ten years - I don't know where it is coming from.
I really don't want to equate my addictive behaviour with the seriousness of taking drugs or alcohol. I know that the physical withdrawal is very different. I remember going through serious physical withdrawal when I first quite smoking. My body shook uncontrollably and I felt ill. Then there was the psychological withdrawal which was just as painful and hard to separate from the physical.I know this is nothing compared to withdrawal from opiods and other drugs.
I also know that right now I am in an addictive cycle. My urges are as compulsive as when I drank and chain smoked. Covering up the anxiety. I just wish this anxiety in me didn't feel so nameless.
No Addiction is Silly
Thank you for your candid post. I was moved by your post regarding your addiction with food. I understand the propensity of feeling like you cannot equate your issues with food to a chemical addiction. However, the way that I see addiciton is that it is all about trying to manage our pain. Sometimes I think that when we minimize our addiction because in our eyes it is not to the extreme of other chemical addictions we invalidate the pain which we are experiencing. I just wanted to let you know that I did hear your pain through your posting and that the issues you are dealing very real. I also understand the frustration of dealing with anxiety especially when you feel like it is nameless and that you can't automatically point to the root cause of it.
addictions
Am I the first one to post a comment on addictions, really?
I don't see any posts.
I became addicted to opiods about two years ago. In March finally found the courage to
tell my therapist my horrible secret. I was weeping. Nobody knew, but people were starting to get suspicious and I was panicing. I was desperate to stop but so afraid of becoming depressed and going through withdrawal. I was taking enough that I could have accidently killed myself. I didn't see this until I saw the doctor. It was an absolute nightmare. I went to rehab, I know go to NA meetings, am in recovery thank God. I have only told three other people. The shame is overwhelming. Feeling like such a stupid idiot, but at the same knowing that I was in extreme emotional pain when I started, and then didn't know how to stop. I feel I am at ground zero with all the work I have already done in therapy. It all got washed away with this. I have to start all over again to figure out what led me to it. How I think, how that effects me emotionally, addictive thoughts, toxic emotional pain. If there is anybody else that wants to join this discussion with me, I am here. No-one knows accept another addict the hell it puts you through. The book "Hungry Ghosts" has been my bible. Helps me have some compassion for myself when the embarrassment starts eating at me.
thanks for reading.
In response to Addiction to opiods
I also became addicted to opioids during one point in my life. I discovered them when I was perscribed them for an injury as pain managment therapy. I would like to say that it snuck up on me but the truth is, I used them to numb out the emotional pain I was feeling within me. I guess all I wanted to do was let you know that you are not alone... I read the book In The Realm Of Hungry Ghosts and it also had a profound effect on me. I will be forever grateful that it crossed my path. It provided me with much needed insight into all the inner workings of how 'somewhere between birth and death we (addicts) learn how to twist some of the simple stuff we are given into 'substance abuse'. From one sensitive creature to another, its a real struggle sometimes to choose between sitting in my feelings and popping something that I know will take all the pain away and land me in that clouded happy place...but there is that other part of me that knows the anguish and despair that comes along afterward that keeps me in just enough fear to stay away from it all. Alas, I sit here and write this with confidence that although I struggle, I choose Me and that means a life of conscious feelings...Thank you so much for your post, it really moved me to put myself onto this board today.
Fellow Hungry Ghost
Thank you for your very brave and honest post...I am deeply touched by it. 21 years ago this October I quit drinking - it was a life saving decision because I was truly doing suicide in slow motion. I went through bad withdrawal - DT's and all, it was horrible and after that I went into rehab for a very, very long time (over a year).
I have remained sober since..although at times it has been a struggle. The thing is, being addicted to alcohol makes it very easy for me to be addicted to other substances and I kind of knew this; but let it slide out of my consciousness as about 11 years ago I began to over use codeine. Over eight years ago I began my therapy journey with my therapist and my codiene addiction continued to grow - I needed it for sleeping and the constant physical pain I was enduring (which I realized later was both a rebound effect of my addiction and about my emotional pain). I too was very lucky that I didn't O.D. - as the amounts I was taking, especially at night were dangerous.
Over four years ago with a combination of conscience and problems with my physical health related to the codeine addiction; I realized that I had to stop - my therapist with loving patience had waited for this moment, as I had casually mentioned throughout our time together that I took "medication".
I couldn't beleive it, when once again I had to endure withdrawal...I was deeply ashamed and angry with myself, feeling much like you. I also hated that I was living with the pain of withdrawal - my addicted self longed for pain relief (both emotional and physical) and an easy way out. From this point my therapy was able to move into a new level of depth - not that what we had done before was nothing, but in many respects it prepared me for this moment and for what was to come.
I am grateful for the tremendous support I have recieved from my therapist and community - it helped me fight the shame and with love and self awareness I hold that I am vulnerable. I am human and have an achiles heel that I must not forget about.
I really want to support your journey in this and your unfolding story - it is a very brave one. No step along the way is a wasted one!
addictions
I haven't been on since I posted my confession of addiction.
Thank you so much for your reply and support and your own story. I don't know why
but I was actually feeling like I was going to be the only one. I couldn't see the other posts. It is so very healing to hear someone else write. I can feel the comfort deep inside when someone else relates to you, and says " I too have been there" and you know the hell I write about. Thank you again so very much. I will write more later.
I am not the one who wrote
I am not the one who wrote the reply, but I just want to say that I’ve experienced that feeling of being the only one. I feel as if I was been blind to what was sitting right in front of me. There is something powerful about keeping a secret that makes it bigger and more intense. Keeping my past behaviors secret has been key to keeping me in the center of my own hell, and isolated in my shame. It keeps me unconscious and stuck and somehow makes my personal drama more intense and bigger then life. I am learning how important it is for me to be witnessed in all of my struggles. Just the act of breaking the silence and experiencing someone else’s acceptance (in my case it was my therapist) of my story gave me a different perspective. It was still big, but not as overwhelming humiliating as before. I can see that I am not alone. I’m glad that you brought in your story because it helps remind me that I am not the only one who has ever made a mistake, or who feels deep shame. I believe that sharing our stories chips away at the shame that so many of us carry. I find that I have a lot of compassion for what you’ve been through and it is helping me to have compassion for myself and what I am carrying inside of me. It gives me courage to face my own demons.
After writing the above post
After writing the above post - I realized that I didn't actually come clean with my own addictive behaviours...it is so much easier to keep them to myself. Right now I think its because they may not appear to be such a big deal - even though they impact on my life negatively. Interesting - yet another form of judgment and shame. If I have an addiction - then it should be a really serious and dramatic one. So - I am not addicted to drugs - though I experimented a lot when I was young. I realized now that I was addicted to alcohol, cigarettes, cannabis and sex. I was also bulimic. Currently - its over eating crappy food, and sneaking away to play computer games. I am controlled enough not to abuse alcohol, but it is a danger I have to be aware of. Lately I have wanted to smoke - even though I quit 13 years ago. I realize that I have a lot of crap inside of me that I am holding in because I don’t want to face what ever it is. My addictions help me feel better. I am ashamed of them (I certainly hide them) and yet they numb me and make my shame more palatable. From experience, if I can just get my crap out into the open, I think that I will find it is managable and I won't need my unhealthy substitues - but it is a real struggle and I am blocked in heavy resistance.
the writer of the codeine addiction post
I want to thank both of the above writers for their openess and comments on my post. Its true, knowing that we are not alone is a huge piece in overcoming the struggle with addiction because in my experience one of the crushing aspects to addiction is the way in which it can create a profound sense of isolation. Which, for me, promoted the vicious cycle of emotional pain that I couldn't bear and needed to cover. It also put me in a very familiar place of keeping secrets - and this has a very painful and long history in my life because of abuse that I suffered - so covering myself in secrecy felt both familar and awful.
Its strange how we return to what we know, no matter how awful it was the first time around.
It was helpful to read these
It was helpful to read these postings. I can really relate to growing up in an alchoholic home. My father was an alcoholic and my mother reacted to it by becoming chronically ill all of my life. Of course she did not know that was what was going on in her body. I am an only child so my coping mechanisms as I was growing up, created an extreme whole inside myself. I felt so alone and there was no one to turn to. I used to imagine that I belonged to someone else and I would "check out" in my psyche. I would go to imaginary places where everything was good and my father did not drink and my mother was well and there for me. This method of "checking out" dominated my life into adult hood. Fear permeated my life growing up. I never knew how much my father would drink. When he ordered me to go into another room where his beer was kept, if I refused, he terrified me. He would chase me to the fridge and pin me against it. Once I ran to my room he would get what he wanted but only after a screaming tirrade directed towards me. I was terrified that I would come home from school and find my mother dead on the floor. Life was Hell for the child that I was. My coping mechanism, I later learned in therapy consisted of diferent symptoms and my life was a total uncertainty on a daily basis.
Very early in life I chose not to drink. My father was an alchoholic,as was his brother and my paternal grandfather. Why tempt things? However, I do have issues with food. To date it has been an on again off again situation. Only recently have I made the connection of the food filling up the empty hole inside myself that I carry to this day. My therapy has led me to this understanding . Through understanding I will find a way to deal with this. However, I am not there yet!
I created the previous
I created the previous posting. I meant to say "it created an extreme hole" not "whole inside myself.
Please forgive my typing errors.
Addiction is POWEFUL
2009-05-12 Yesterday, I am proud to say was my Sobriety Anniversary, may 11, 2009-may11,1980 = 29 years. BUT FOR THE GRACE OF GOD ! there go I .
I do have Gratitude in my Heart and a tear in my eye as I recall where I was in my addiction. Addiction changed me spiritually, mentally, emotionally & physically, and as a result I have had to heal my whole self, with the help of MY GOD, my AA program, therapy, and many, many other people.The healing starts after the last drink is taken, however, my joureney of healing continues today.
I believe that addition kills the 'SOUL" / "SPIRIT", I also, believe that addiction is part of the "EVIL"/ "DEVIL" in our world, and that healing/recovery is the pull towards the "GOOD" / "GOD" ! Bee from PEI
Gratitude and Divine Grace
Congratulations Bee in your 29th Anniversary of Sobriety!!! - Huge Accomplishement!!!
Gratitude to a Higher Power and the wonderful people that have walk the walk and accompanied you in your healing journey.
I am personally grateful for Divine Grace, as a young single mom my life was difficult specially financially. I prayed for guidance and asked the Higher Power to help me and my first therapist appear full of unconditional love and generosity. The journey has not been an easy one however, I received love, respect and lots of generosity from both of my therapists. For this I am full of gratitude.
Women and Treatment I
Women and TreatmentI would like to suggest that there is not just one way to help to heal the addictions women face through substance use. I believe that we need to look at a holistic methodology that includes every element of women's lives. Every element of women's lives cannot be met in one treatment program of 8 weeks it will take an ideological breakthrough in understanding women and their needs not only for recovery but to make enough room for women to have meaningful productive inspired lives where the tasks they do and the contribution they make in our world is valued as much as it should be.
Harm Reduction Blog Thank
Harm Reduction Blog
Thank you for reading my blog on harm reduction and I hope it will spark some interesting thoughts or discussion.
Harm reduction has become a term that has become both popular and co-opted in the past few years. Unfortunately, with the common use, it seems to have lost some of its meaning within the illicit drug user community. Unless otherwise stated, when I use the term drug user, I am referring to the illegal use of drugs (not alcohol, caffeine, nicotine etc). I want to take this opportunity to create a dialogue about harm reduction and what the term means for illicit drug users and for the larger community.
I consider myself to be quite left on the spectrum of politics. My father used to call me a socialist as a child. I didn't know what this meant but I could tell by the intonation of his voice that it wasn't a good thing. A number of years ago, I was speaking with a friend and she introduced me to the concept of harm reduction. She said that the term was about reducing the harms associated with drug use - mostly reducing the rates of HIV/AIDS and Hepatitis C within the injection drug using community. This seemed reasonable to me. Of course I would want to provide clean needles and other injecting equipment to people who are using drugs. However, I believed this was a short term solution until the person using drugs could stop using drugs through treatment programs or abstinence based programs like Narcotics Anonymous. My friend then said something to me that literally made me feel like my head might explode (similar to a computer when it can't compute). She said "we could legalize drugs like heroin and the world would be a safer place." To this day, I can still remember feeling like I was going to melt down. I respected this woman, I thought she was bright, compassionate, funny and hardworking. She was a middle class, white, 'older' woman who shared similar politics to me. I didn't understand what she was saying. I grew up in the era of "just say no to drugs", "drugs are bad", "people who use drugs are bad", and "using drugs like heroin, cocaine, and crack would immediately put you in a state of addiction that would lead to sex work, homelessness and jail". Every scene of every movie that involved drugs came back to me. What was she talking about?
Our next encounters challenged me more than almost any other political discussion I had ever had. I had to try and get my head around all the stigma, prejudice, judgement and fear I had around people who use drugs (at the time I was still using the term drug addict). I was desperate to challenge my mind because I was used to being the most 'left' in the room and this new information was causing inconsistency in my world views. This is what she laid out before me:
Drugs are neither good nor bad. Society has placed values and morals around people who use drugs for a variety of reasons that I now understand to be about a form of social control. Lots of people use drugs. I use drugs (alcohol, pot, caffeine, nicotine etc).
It is not drugs that are the problem but the criminalization of drugs that is the problem. This does not mean that some peoples' drug use is not problematic. Some people become dependent on drugs in a particular way that affects their ability to do what they want to do.
We could legalize and prescribe heroin today and it would significantly cut down on crime, drug overdoses, and homelessness.
We could legalize all illicit drugs today and it would cut down on organized crime, petty crime, violent crime, homelessness, prison sentences and it would improve peoples' quality of life.
We spent many hours in discussion and since that day I have been committed to getting a better understanding of some of the things she said to me. I needed it to make sense. My first response to my friend was that if we legalized drugs today, "there would be people lying on the streets with needles hanging out of their arms drooling or dead. People would go crazy in the streets, we would have addicts all over the place."
It was through reading and talking to people who use drugs that these ideas started to make sense to me. Tons of people use drugs. Unfortunately, the only people that we see are the ones living in the streets. This allows us to have particular views or judgements about drug users that are not entirely accurate. We do not see the doctors, lawyers, judges, actors, store shop owners and other 'professionals' who use drugs. They are hidden from the public eye and because some drugs are illegal, they are not spoken about publicly. People use drugs for lots of reasons. Why do you use drugs (alcohol, nicotine, caffeine)? Sometimes I use them to escape, sometimes because I am at a party and it's for fun, sometimes it's to wake me up or put me to sleep. There are all kinds of reasons people use drugs. The reality is that using drugs can help with managing the symptoms of mental health issues (marijuana can help people manage anxiety, cocaine can help people suffering from depression, etc). These might not be the solutions that we see as 'helpful' but what is the difference between these drugs and drugs manufactured by pharmaceutical companies? My answer would be that one is legal, nicely packaged and regulated by the government. The other is illegal and seen as the 'root of all evil'.
Some of the problems that arise from certain drugs being illegal are:
You cannot go into a store and buy them. You must find someone who sells these drugs either on the street or someone that will come to your home. This automatically makes the buying and selling of drugs more dangerous and unpredictable.
You never know what dose of the drug you are buying. Imagine getting aspirin at the store and not knowing what the actual dose is. Do you take 1 to cure your headache or 12? Each cut is different and therefore you never know what you should be taking. This leads to overdose and sometimes getting a bad cut (not enough). In either case, there is no recourse. There is no better business bureau and you cannot file a complaint with the police. Unfortunately, this means people take measures into their own hands and it usually leads to violence. Think about the prohibition of alcohol in the 1920's.
Because certain drugs are illegal they can be expensive. This often leads people into petty crime to be able to afford their drug of choice. I am not saying if drugs were legal that everyone would be able to afford them and therefore not commit crime. What I am saying is that the mere fact that the market is not regulated creates a particular pricing problem. Combine this with not knowing what kind of cut you are getting and additional problems arise. Prescription heroin is already a reality in some countries. People go to their doctors and receive heroin in the morning before they go to work at the end of their day before they go home to their family. People are able to work their jobs and maintain a family while using heroin. They are no longer trying to guess how much of the drug they need, they no longer have to think about where they are going to get it, how much it is going to cost, is it safe, will they be arrested, how can they hide their use from their family or from work. People who use drugs have said that it is a 24 hour a day job to try and maintain their drug use. Now that they can receive their drug of choice through prescription, they are able to focus their energy and time on other pursuits. Methadone maintenance treatment (MMT) programs are also effective for some people who use heroin. MMT is a synthetic opiate that acts as a substitute for heroin and has been an effective treatment for people who no longer want to be trying to access heroin on the street.
The mere fact that some drugs are illegal puts anyone who is using these drugs in the category of criminal. This creates a market for organized crime. Make illicit drugs legal and you eliminate a large component of the underground economy associated with illicit drugs. I could go on about this but it is only to stretch your mind around the possibility of what making illegal drugs legal can mean to society at large.
Some of my thinking around these issues has been quite linear at times. I think about legalizing drugs in our current society and although I believe we could just legalize drugs and things would improve for a particular segment of our society (for people who are already using drugs and suffering the consequences of their illegal nature). I also can see how many people reading this would think this is outrageous. But what if we were to change the lens just a little more? What if we looked at the legalization of drugs as only one strategy amongst a much larger shift in the way our society runs? What if we start looking at people with compassion, thoughtfulness, creativity and love? What if we chose to create real solutions versus more punitive approaches and punishing people? What if instead of looking at drug use as the problem we start to look at some of the social factors that contribute people's problematic use of drugs?
Here is a very short list of some of the issues I believe are connected:
Protecting children from violence and sexual abuse in the home (many people who use drugs are coping with childhood trauma). This may mean creating programs and more healing processes for family members who are caught in a cycle of violence.
Create low income housing. A lack of affordable low-income housing means that people living below the poverty line are forced to live on the street, in the shelter system, or rooming houses. These are often unsafe environments, and people end up using drugs to escape form the harsh realities of their situation.
Increase mental health services that work from a real harm reduction perspective. Many people who use drugs have mental health issues. Unfortunately, we live in a society that mandates people to stop using drugs before they can get their mental health issues addressed. People who are using drugs also have problems when going into treatment centers because treatment programs insist that people have to get help with their mental health issues. This contradiction makes it impossible for people who use drugs and have mental health issues get assistants.
Creating alternatives to prisons. Prisons are dangerous and do not 'rehabilitate' people. I have worked as a prisoners rights advocate for over 15 years and have seen the debilitating affects prisons have on people. There is no space for them to work on personal issues, no job training, and no access to appropriate programs (this is another topic all together). Prisons often have the opposite affect on those that it hopes to 'cure'. Prison often exacerbates peoples use of drugs because now they have a criminal record, they have experienced further degradation, humiliation and violence.
This is just a short list of interconnected issues and could be the focus of another article. I haven't even addressed the larger systemic issues such as on-going colonization, racism, classism, sexism, white privilege etc. that contribute to the ways our society creates problematic drug users. This is not to take away from a persons agency, only one perspective of a very complex set of social issues.
So then, what is harm reduction? Real harm reduction for people who use drugs goes beyond providing clean needles (although this is very important). Harm reduction for people who use drugs is about reducing violence, making money to buy drugs, avoiding prison and stopping the criminalization of drugs that makes using drugs much more dangerous.
Re: Harm Reduction Blog What
Re: Harm Reduction Blog
What you describe in your article is something that is new to me, the legalization of illicit drugs. Thank you for your informatory and far-reaching posting.
My response is two fold, first I have been following on the news the global issues of illicit drugs, and how recently it seems that this issue is being looked at in a different light. Especially the possibility of making illegal drugs legal in order to confront this complex problem which involves the elite class as well as the poor.
So many people are loosing their lives and atrocities are being committed and all for the greed (on the criminal end) of the illegal drugs. This is a complex problem and the discussion that seems to be ensuing in this area is the legalization of illicit drugs as part of the solution to this problem. We need to see this issue with new eyes, as you mentioned on your posting that drugs aren't good or bad.
Secondly, closer to my heart, I lost my twenty-three year old brother (twenty years ago) to suicide. We were an immigrant family. My brother was three years old when we arrived to our new country. Emotionally, our family was not able to integrate with the new culture of the new country where we lived and that was something that he carried in his soul for the short period that he was on this earth. He got in with the wrong crowd. My own anger and judgement did not allow me to see what I now see. My brother to ease his loneliness and to survive his isolation in my parents home, to endure my father's brutality when the anger would flare up, as there were no communication channels to discuss issues, only violence and my youngest brother was at the receiving end by getting beat up. I now understand that he was using drugs to ease his emotional pain.
Before he ended his life he was in trouble with the police (I am not sure of the details) and he was afraid of going to jail and of being brutalized there. Twenty years ago I did not know what I know now and continue to understand his suffering and pain in a new way.
Your article on harm reduction and the new movement in the world towards change seems to have opened up a glimmer of hope in my heart and hopefully see a stop to the bloodshed that has become the use of illicit drugs in our society. This issue must continue to be discussed at all levels and maybe the answer is to legalize "illegal" drugs.
I grew up where drinking was
I grew up where drinking was a regular occurrence in the home. Even though, alcohol was misused in my childhood home, it is only 1 part of my struggle with addictions. My struggle with addictions stemmed from my childhood experience of having emotionally absent parents. I remember feeling very alone in my surroundings even though there were four people in the home. However, my feelings of aloneness started earlier; from the moment of my birth when my mother was unable to take me home from the hospital. When asked, I was told that she simply could not handle seeing me and not be able to take me home. When I entered into psychotherapy, I did not understand what an impact the unconscious has on our lives. Once I started to let go and open myself up to my therapist I started to understand how my ability to trust and get close to people had been affected from being abandoned as a baby. However, before that happened I went through a myriad of many other destructive life experiences like starting to smoke pot at age 12 and gradually moving to harder substances as time went on just to distance myself from my home life. To be continued…
The feelings described in the
The feelings described in the above postings are interchangeable with any addictive behaviour, as I found myself applying them to my own issues around food, bingeing, anorexia, horrible body image, hating my jiggly bits and overall trying to wipe out the body I was blessed with. Now, after years of therapy and gradual union with my being and body, I see my body as a blessing, I thank it every day for suffering the abuse and disregard I subjected it to for the past forty years, all in the quest to have "control" over something, as I didn't feel I had control over anything else. I am amazed at its resilience. Yes, we are survivors, I like that title, it makes me feel like I've done something worthwhile and worth talking about.
My thoughts on growing up in
My parents were themselves children of alcoholics and were still traumatized when they became
parents. For me family life was inconsistent, unpredictable, and chaotic because everything was based on anger or a drug which impairs functioning. What was true one day may not be true the next day. Their personalities would change with alcoholism. I learned to repress spontaneity, to first check things out to see if the parents were upset and how to shrug off disappointment. Arbitrariness would occur from the whimsical and impulsive changs that would occur from one day tothe next and I was unable to determine the basis for these changes. Most of the time I felt inadequate, ntense and upset. The fear of being "out of control" and wanting to let go of strong feels were experienced as being out of control. The avoidance of feelings and the fundamental believe that feelings are wrong, bad and scary was a constant. When I expressed feelings I was met with disapproval, anger and rejection. This led to a major source of anxiety and conflict over control in my life to this day.
As I began therapy I was able to focus on the denial which permeated my family of origin. I looked at the child within and found that I learned the rules of "don't talk, don't trust, don't feel". I learned my judgment was poor and incorrect, nothing is wrong I was told but everything seems wrong. I must be misperceiving. I must be wrong. I learned to tolerate amny intolerable situations. My natural responses were somehow unacceptable, wrong, not to be trusted. I learned one of my parents were lying or telling something that is totally against everything I am sending, everything that my experience would tell me was real. I was taught not to trust myself or others. I learned in therapy when I do not trust my experience, my body signals I would ignore my feelings. To survivie I would have to separate myself from my feelings. I did not learn to integrate my feelings, thoughts and observations. I would feel confused, scared, bad, sick or crazy.
During my process with psychotherapy I have learned I was a survivor. I have become aware of my psychologial and physiological vulnerabilites which I acquired as a result of being reared in a home where there is chaos; I was very adept at pleasing conforming, looking good, dress well, appeared successful and was admired. But all the while my internal dialogue would center around feelings of inadequacy, the thought "I'm not good enough". I often experienced loneliness and a sense that things are not right. With my therapist's support I learned to give myself permission to take care of myself. To learn that I could have privacy, to know that there is a language which I am learning to use to express my needs. To learn about personal boundaries and professional boundaries. My personal growth is a continuing journey. It is an ongoing process of learning to love myself.
Amen, Sister! It is so
Amen, Sister! It is so empowering to know that others understand the pain and despair of growing up in a family where alcohol reigned. For many years it was the elephant in the middle of the room that no one spoke about. If we shut our eyes and pretended it wasn't there maybe it would go away. Maybe if I was more obedient, and did everything right we could be a happier, healthier family. Finding a therapist who understands was life saving.
I didn't even realize my
I didn't even realize my parents were alcoholics until I left home and discovered that no - not everyone drinks the way they do. Then - it was only after years of therapy that I realized that their drinking had had a huge impact on my life and the decisions I make. I was always drawn to alcoholic partners in my relationships. Something shifted during therapy though. Although I do still have some kind of primal attraction to alcoholics - it is not as strong as it once was, and it isn't exclusive. I am now with a wonderful man who doesn't suffer from addictive behaviour. I still have issues that I am working on though. My own addictive behaviour....like being drawn into computer games and wasting hours playing or surfing on the net. It calms me and I zone out - only to realize that I haven't taken care of what I need to do in my life. So - I am still a work in progress.
Hi, I just read your story.
Hi,
I just read your story. WOW. Feels so good to listen to someone being able to articulate the fustrating, confusion we grow up with in alcohlic homes. My overwhelming memory is this confused lost little girl, not even feeling seen. Like a sponge, always trying to figure out whats REALLY going on. That saying of when you die your life flashes before your eyes, co-dependents see someone elses life flashes before their eyes! so True. How can we love ourselves if this is all we knew growing up? WE can. We will heal these wounds. Thank you so much for sharing your story. I can totally related. So glad you feel you have the support you need. The work of healing is so totally worth it, hard hard work but freedom is the reward,
Keep going!
I am addicted to daily
Struggling with Alcoholism
I've been struggling with my relationship with alcohol lately. I am not an alcoholic. Nor is my partner. Yet - when I read about alcoholics - I identify with many of their stories on a profound, almost frightening level.
I am not an alcoholic - but both of my parents were. One of the posts described it perfectly for me - as a child not being aware of why their characters would change - the drama, the disconnect between their treatment of me and the situation. I also remember living in fear - the rollercoaster of never knowing what was going to happen next, the daily fights, the death rides - because my father liked to drive fast when he drank. I survived it with damage but more or less intact. Later - when I realized that they were alcoholics - I determined that I would never behave that way and definitely never do that to my own family.
So - here I am - not an alcoholic - and yet I can't imagin a life without alcohol. I love drinking. I love the smell of wine, the taste of beer, the sofistication of a good martini, the feel of a good scotch sliding down my throat and warming my belly. When I drink - I am more relaxed and comfortable. I enjoy conversation. I enjoy people. I feel freer and more myself. I fit in.
Life is challenging. I have young children and I love and enjoy them, and also I can feel exhausted and overwhelmed by the never ending work of keeping the house together and everyone clean and fed and then keeping up with my own studies. At the end of the day I never have more then one glass of wine at dinner. Occasionally a shot of scotch after they are in bed to relax...I know thats okay. What disturbs me is that I can long for and enjoy that drink with such an intensity and need! Lately I sometimes see the sign for a pub, or walk by a bar - and I feel an overwhelming desire to walk in and drink until I'm done. Take my edge off. Escape.
I realize that I am vulnerable to alcohol. I grew up with it. It is familiar. It makes me feel good. It feels like a friend. In a way it keeps me connected to my parents - it is the only way I can be in love with them. My mother cannot enjoy being with me unless she has a drink in hand. My father died of the abuse he heaped on his body. I have experienced how destructive it can be. Talking about this is helpful to me. It puts my own use on the table so that I can look at it. I wonder how my emotional involvement with alcohol will affect my children. I feel as if it is not entirely healthy or resolved, even though I can honestly say that I am not an alcoholic.
re struggling with alcoholism
When I read your post this morning so many warning bells and sirens went off that I was nearly deafened. Alcoholics do not take their first drink then totally lose control. They all start somewhere.
Many people believe, myself included, that there is a genetic component to alcoholism. Alcoholism ran rampant through my mother's family. My grandfather, several of his brothers and sisters, my uncle and two of his children are/were all alcoholic. I went through a period at university where alcohol was my drug of choice. I drank to relax, I drank to fit in, I drank to celebrate, I drank to drown my sorrows, but I was never falling down drunk. I was always in control, and stopped drinking well before complete intoxication. The thing was, I was "in control" most of the time. One of the few things I remember about my graduation is that I was comfortably buzzed.
Fortunately, I was able to see where I was heading and put a stop to all drinking for several years. Today my consumption is limited to a glass of wine when I am dining out with friends or family. I do not keep any type of alcohol in the house, and do not purchase it when I entertain. My friends know and accept that all gatherings in my home are dry.
You describe the feelings around your drinking in almost sensual ways. You say you are more comfortable, freer, more relaxed when you drink. You fit in and enjoy conversation. You also say you use alcohol to relax at the end of a hard day, and sometimes have to fight the urge to pop into a pub just to take the edge off.
I want to ask if you see that alcohol controls your life, even when you're not drinking, but I won't. I already know the answer, because you are in classic denial. I urge you, before you do any more emotional harm to your children and totally destroy your relationships, to look up the phone number for AA and attend a few meetings (at least 6) with an open mind.
If, after doing this, you can HONESTLY state that you have nothing in common with the others at the meetings, then reply to this post and I will publicly apologize in this forum.
Whatever you decide to do, good luck. I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers.
I wanted to sit with my
I wanted to sit with my feelings for a bit before I replied to your post.
I hear how triggered you were by what I wrote and how concerned you are about my young children. I know from personal experience how painful it is to witness the damage done to young children in a dysfunctional family. I appreciate your cry out to me.
I want to say that I was conscious when I explained that I am not an alcoholic. It was important for me to be clear about this because I feel vulnerable about the place that I am in. I do not want to equate how difficult it is for me to say "no" to what it is like for an alcoholic to say "no". When I say 'no', it is a reasonable denial of something I want in the moment. It does not involve huge personal sacrifice and pain. For my father it was different. It has taken me this long to understand that the combination of physical addiction, and emotional addiction made this practically impossible for him. I wanted to honor that. At the same time, I wrote the post because I believe that there is something unhealthy in my attraction to alcohol that I want to explore and not hide under the table.
I am interested in what you say about a genetic component. Alcoholism runs in my family as well. I feel cautious about focusing exclusively on my genes because I feel that behavior is also passed down in families. I make a link to my experience with asthma. I've always known that there is a genetic component to my asthma, and I viewed it as a physical disease. During the last ten years, I have done a lot of emotional work in therapy. I learned that my asthma was tied in with the intense fear that I experienced in my home that stayed with me into adulthood. As I have been able to work with my fear, my asthma has disappeared.
I wonder how this legacy of fear has been passed down in my family. I accept that I have a pre-disposition to both asthma and alcohol that is genetic and is my response to the emotional trauma I experienced in my family.
I do feel that I still have work to do around my relationship with alcohol. Thank you for your response.
I hear you! I also struggle
I hear you! I also struggle with an attraction to alcohol, and I used to drink a lot on the weekends and around the weekends. I remember how surprised I was to do a tally once maybe 6 years ago and discover that I had had 12 drinks in one week, and I knew I was lowballing it. I have become more conscious around my drinking and I try to control it though I do fantasize about that beer or two at the end of the week, and when I know I'm having dinner with friends believe me I'm wondering how much wine I'll have -- in an anticipatory and worried mode at the same time. I haven't kicked alcohol though sometimes I think I should, but I guess I don't want to.
But I have very 'bad' behaviour around food. I am able to control my desire for beer and wine to a very good extent I think, but food is another matter. I physically crave white bread and cheese and chips and chocolate and cookies, to stuff myself up, to comfort myself physically, to feel a sort of grounding constipation. Sometimes this craving is more pronounced than others. Right now I'm going through changes at work and the food thing is hard to manage...I feel like I have addictive behaviour in that I'm avoiding feelings, stuffing them down. However it's just occurred to me that I am also using a harm-reduction model (thanks for that fabulous post by the way) because I do believe that white bread etc. is a better choice than alcohol. I find that I get the same low buzz from the crappy food as alcohol, the same kind of numbing. I don't want to be aware and conscious all the time.
Thank you for your post -
Thank you for your post - you've really put it in a nutshell. I don't want to be aware and conscious all the time either. Too much work and too painful. This is exactly when my attraction for alchohol kicks in - when I want to escape. When I don't want to deal with life any more and I want to take a break. Maybe taking the occasional break is alright - as long as I can be conscious of my decision to do that and not pretend that I can remain in that place of comfort. I am not sure really what the answer is. Is the goal to be aware and conscious all the time, so that it finally becomes the place of comfort? Or maybe the only goal is to live as fully as possible - which seems to mean as consciously as possible. Alchohol and other addictions do just the opposite - they encourage covering up life and the pain and discomfort of it. Maybe that is the struggle - at least for me.
I just wanted to add - I
I just wanted to add - I practice a form of harm reduction too - eating cerial with lots of sugar before I go to bed - even if I'm not hungry - it also fills me up and comforts me.
I would be really interested
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