Everyone knows that addictive behavior is not good for you. People who suffer with addictions may know this best of all, because theyāve lived it. But addiction persists. Strange as it may seem, it must serve some purpose. In fact, its purpose must be so great that it is even more essential than avoiding the bad consequences of the addiction. It has to be more important than losing marriages, families, friends, jobs, and health. It has to be more important than losing your license to drive or to practice in a field that you care deeply about, more important than the pain of hurting people you love. What could possibly be worth all of that?
In terms of the outside world, the world of careers, family, and success, there is, indeed, nothing worth losing it all. The purpose of addiction must lie in the inside world, where what is at stake are feelings central to emotional survival itself. If this is the case, then nobody would be surprised to find that it overrules even the most important external causes. Letās return to Ron, from the introduction, to see how this works.
RON
When Ron was seven years old he was playing in his room (that he shared with his older brother) when he heard shouting between his parents. This happened a lot. He caught many of the words when they were loud, but most of it meant nothing to him. Something about money, usually. But he felt the familiar sense of torn loyalties and he wished his parents would just stop. The noise ended and a moment later his mother came into the room.
āRon, I have a headache and Iām going to lie down. Company is coming over and I need you to straighten up the living room. And put the bathroom towels in the laundry, please.ā
āIām in the middle of building a Lego castle, Mom.ā
āI really need you to do this for me now.ā
āCan I just finish this part? Look, seeāIāve got the wall all up on this side, and . . .ā
āRonald, I need you to do this right now.ā
āCan I just show you?ā
But his Mom had turned around and was walking up the hall to her room.
After cleaning up, Ron was returning to his room when his father saw him.
āHey, Ron, come here.ā
Ron walked over and looked up at his father.
āListen, Iāve got to take your brother to his baseball practice so I need you to take out the dog.ā
āAw, Dad, Iām in the middle of building a castle.ā
āSorry, kid, plans have just been shaken up. Your mother was going to take Ben to practice but now Iāve got to do it.ā
āAw, Dad, do you have to go right now? The castle is standing up and I just need to . . .ā
āTalk to your mother about it,ā his father said, grabbing his keys from the side table before going out back to get Ben.
When Ron was twelve years old his parentsā fighting had increased. There was trouble with Ben, who was now a fourteen-year-old giant and rarely listened to either parent, which seemed to Ron to make things that much worse in the home for everyone. Ron had regularly fought with Ben over the years the way brothers do, but now it was worse because there was no fighting. Ben just ignored him. Ron did his best to interest Ben in anything Ron could think of, but capturing his older brotherās attention was a lost cause.
Ronās mother seemed to need him even more to help her out, since she spent more and more time in bed. His father had become more tightly strung too. Ron tried hard to keep the peace, but the task was impossible.
Ron was washing dishes for his mother when his father called from the garage.
āHey, Ron, I need you out here.ā
āIām doing the dishes.ā
āFor your mother?ā
āYeah, sheās not feeling well.ā
āBullshit!ā his father said. āWhen does she feel well? Come out here and help me drag this mower out of the corner. Itās a mess over here.ā
āMom said she needs . . .ā
āI donāt really give a good goddamn what she needs. Get over here and help me.ā
Ron dried his hands and went out the back door. He thought about shooting baskets at the outdoor court nearby. Jump shots, driving to the hoop, fooling around with the hook shot he was forever working on. Thatās what he wanted to do.
Twenty years later when Ron got the stapled pile of forms to complete before 5:00 PM, he was furious. Others had gotten the same forms but they werenāt nearly as upset. What set off Ron? And what did deciding to have a drink have to do with fixing the problem? Knowing something about him, itās simpler now to figure this out. Ron grew up with some lasting scars. In itself, of course, this doesnāt make him unusual. Nobody comes through childhood without at least a few marks and bruises, both physical and emotional. Just from the couple of incidents I described, you can probably make a good guess what these were for Ron. Ron felt unheard. Even though both his mother and father loved him, they were too often preoccupied with their own concerns, including their battles with each other. The fact that his parents loved him enabled him to grow up generally healthy, from an emotional standpoint. But being loved was not enough without also being shown that his parents were deeply interested in the things that were important to him, interested just because they were important to him. Like all children, Ron needed to know that he was a priority in their lives. But it was clear to Ronāthough he might not have been able to put it into words as a childāthat his parentsā priority was their own needs. He was somewhere lower on the list.
And Ron worked hard to comply with their view. He wanted peace, and he wanted to please both his parents, even when they each demanded different things from him. In the end, he adapted by treating himself the way they treated him: he sacrificed his needs for theirs, out of his longing for them and to be heard by them. This got him through the years, but it left a scar. Over and over he had burned with resentment at feeling overlooked, an anger he could not express to the parents he loved. Partly this was because he already felt hopeless about being heard. And he was trying to make peace in the family, not more trouble like his brother was doing. He was trapped. Unheard and helpless to make himself heard. And by trying to give his parents what they expected, he became part of the very system that enveloped him. Quite unintentionally he added to his own sense of helplessness.
So, what happened when Ron got the forms twenty years later? The company needed them by 5:00. They also needed his draft to be prepared by tomorrow. His wife needed him home, and so did his kids. They couldnāt all be pleased. It was impossible. Oh and by the way, he thought, did anybody ask what he needed? Did anybody think about the bind they were putting him in? In his frustration he thought that when it came down to it, did anybody care, did anybody listen?
Ron was trapped in the way heād felt helpless his whole life. That was when he thought about drinking.
THE PURPOSE OF ADDICTION
I asked earlier what could be so important that it would lead otherwise sensible, intelligent people to ruin their lives by repeating an addictive behavior. Ronās story illustrates the answer. When he thought of having a drink, he felt better. Importantly, this was not because he had any alcohol in his body; it was enough for him to anticipate having it. To understand why this helped we need only look at the feeling he had at the key moment when he first considered drinking. Once Ron had touched on the idea of stopping by the bar on his way home, he was able to get to work on his forms. He had felt instantly relieved. Why?
The answer is that Ronās decision to drink relieved his feeling of helplessness. He could, entirely in his own control, take an action that would make him feel better. He was the master of his internal life, of his feelings. And he was taking control over not just any helplessness, but the kind that touched on the central emotional problem of his life. Sure, he was still realistically mired in contradictory outside obligations between home and work. But at that key moment what mattered to his very core was reversing this particular sense of helplessness that was now, and had always been, intolerable to him. By God, he might have to work late but he was not going to be a pawn pushed around by the needs of others. Not that day.
This is the purpose of addiction:
Addiction is a behavior intended to reverse a profound, intolerable sense of helplessness. This helplessness is always rooted in something deeply important to the individual.
WHY UNDERSTANDING THE PURPOSE OF ADDICTION MATTERS
ā¢ Because it explains why people with addictions are not weaker than people without addictions: people suffering with addictions put up with helplessness just like everyone else as long as it doesnāt involve major issues for them. If you have an addiction you know this very well. You are quite able to put up with most day-to-day frustrations without necessarily feeling you need a drink or to place a bet or to eat. Just like everyone else you deal with the ordinary brickbats of life without needing to turn to your addiction. Understanding thisāthat the purpose of addiction involves managing deeply important feelingsāhelps to undercut the mistaken idea that people with addictions are weak or fragile. I will return to this point in Step 2.
ā¢ Because having an addiction is not the same as being impulsive. This is another common myth. To the contrary, folks with addictions tolerate delay regularly, often even when they are pursuing their addiction. Ronās delay before going out to drink is a common example. (Iāll address this important point further in Part Two.)
ā¢ Because addressing feelings of helplessness is key to treating addiction. Since the things that set off urges to perform an addictive act are always related in some way to something very important to you, it turns out that if you can figure out this underlying theme you have also figured out something essential about yourself. The issues that provoke an addiction solution are the same as the main emotional troubles you have faced in your life. This might seem a little surprising at first, especially if youāve thought about addiction as āseparateā from the rest of you or your life. But really itās inevitable since you are only one person. Symptoms such as addictions arise from the same sources as what might make you depressed, or anxious, or have trouble in relationships. And since addictions are linked to who you are, understanding them is worth pursuing even beyond mastering the behavior. Understanding the root of your particular addiction provides an ideal pathway toward understanding yourself altogether.
ā¢ Because once we understand the emotional foundation of the addictive drive, it becomes clear that drugsāand their effects on the braināplay a minimal role in addiction. Of course, many addictions involve drugs. And drugs are particularly good for the purposes of addiction, since changing your internal emotional state in a way you control is exactly what they do. Theyāre almost ideal as a (temporary) solution to feeling overwhelmed. Consequently, all kinds of drugs are used addictively (that is, in a compulsive, driven way). But many addictions do not involve drugs at all, and often people can substitute a nondrug compulsive activity such as gambling or cleaning their house, for compulsive use of drugs. This is a good indication that the physical effects of drugs themselves have nothing fundamentally to do with the roots of addiction. I will return to this important point in the next chapter.
Understanding the purpose of addiction is only one part of our mission to understand how addiction works. The next part is just as critical. We all know that when people have the urge to enact their addiction it isnāt simply an intellectual decision. There is a huge amount of energy behind addictive acts; there is a powerful drive in addiction. We need to know what that drive is.
THE DRIVE BEHIND ADDICTION: WHAT GIVES IT THAT INTENSE FEELING?
Letās return to Ronās story:
Time had passed and now it was 6:15. Ron had finished filling out the accounting forms and finally completed the draft report for his boss. He got up, put on his coat, and headed for the office door thinking about the bar and his first drink. The elevator arrived and he rode it to the basement where he had parked his car. Soon he was driving, but there was trafficāa lot of traffic. Ron was a reverse commuterāhe lived in the city and his job was out of townāso rush hour traffic usually favored him both ends of the day. But he had forgotten that whenever he left late he hit the going-into-the-city-for-the-evening traffic. Another thing he had forgotten was that the ...