alcoholism [Theme] Page 2

Any addiction, from my point of view, is an escape from reality. On the one hand. On the other hand, the desire to relax, just cut off your head on certain problems. A person cannot sleep, he has a feeling of unrealization, regardless of whether he is a creative person or not. The problem is the provision of qualified medical care. On the one hand, the cure of chemical dependence, because alcohol and drugs are the chemical dependence of the body. The structure is changing. On the other hand, qualified psychological help is needed. Relatives are sometimes unable to provide it, no matter how much they want to. Loving a person, they can not cope, because that person, their beloved, dear, he is transformed into the creature with which they do not understand how to communicate with him. Even if at this point he is not under the influence of drugs. His condition is taken out, and then, having recovered, it seems that he is sent further to the family. We need the help of an escort, because a person cannot cope on his own!

The forms that the individual chooses in non-orgiastic culture are alcoholism and drug addiction. In contrast to those who engage in socially approved action, such individuals suffer from feelings of guilt and remorse. Although they try to escape separation by taking refuge in alcohol and drugs, they feel even more lonely after the orgiastic experience is over, and the need to return to their refuge as often and as intensely as possible increases. The sexual orgiastic solution to the problem is not much different from this refuge. In a sense, it is a natural and normal form of overcoming separation and a partial response to the problem of isolation. But for many individuals, whose separation cannot be overcome in other ways, the source of sexual satisfaction acquires a function that makes it not too distinguishable from alcoholism and drug addiction. It becomes a desperate attempt to escape the anxiety generated by separation and, as a result, leads to an even greater sense of separation, for a sexual act without love can never bridge the gap that separates two human beings. Except for a brief moment.

- Not in a row, but 90 days in a lifetime.

It has long been established that alcoholism and crime are brothers and sisters.

The meaning of a person's life is lost not when he cannot afford to go somewhere or buy good things, but when alcoholism flourishes in the family, health problems appear, friends betray. All of this hurts and kills the motivation to fight. But we need to fight. Don't give up. God will support you where you cannot cope on your own.

Little Klai began Life with his Father, who knew a lot about drinking, but nothing about the society of Alcoholics Anonymous.

Over time, alcohol becomes, as it were, a separate organ, the same as the others, at least no less necessary. He sits somewhere there, inside, deep, in the most secret place, doing his job, like the heart, like the kidneys, like the intestines. Finishing him is like amputating some part of yourself.

- I have faced a problem common to most writers.
- Alcoholism?
- A creative crisis.

Poor adults under-loved children. How many of them walks on our planet. Many can't even understand how "grow legs" of their problems, and often everything is very simple. Domestic violence, alcoholism of parents, indifference of the grandmother, even the death of a pet - all baby tragedies people pushed to the far corners of memory, instead of fully "live", but even there they continue to affect the rest of reality, poisoning her. We change partners, city, profession, but not its own model of behavior, so all situations are repeated again and again, you can't escape yourself.

Not so much fun bath afford:
Dad drinks vodka
Dad beats mom
And no need to change the program - and so everything is clear:
Dad beats mom
Dad drinks vodka

Field sell
Homes are selling,
Drink wine binge...
So people are dying in my village.
What heart reaches out to him?

children, especially children of alcoholics often use maneuvers that are typical for alcoholics. Children playing "Try to catch me", lying, hiding things, asking for language, looking for those they sympathize with, and usually find compassionate neighbor, giving them handouts, etc. self-Flagellation often postponed for future years.

I tried to mask the pain, drowning in cocaine and alcohol, until I decided that I'm the Pope. I walked the streets in the Soviet and Nazi uniform. I put a sign near my house, inviting robbers, and left the front door open. I was lying under the bed in night vision goggles, waiting for the people to come - but it never happened. The attackers never came, damn ***Sosa. I was a complete idiot.

That drugs with alcohol really took away from me is the enthusiasm.