Reflective Essay: My addictions

As I lay in the small bed listening to my Ipod, I thought back over the past couple of years and what I had done to end up here. ‘Here’ was a small, yet comfortable room in the Cirque Lodge rehab facility outside of Salt Lake City, Utah. One purpose of a treatment center is to get everyone into a structured daily routine, waking early and staying busy throughout the day. Because of this not much time was spent in our rooms. They were sparse, yet comfortable. Electronics, except for music, were prohibited so there was no TV in any of the rooms. The building was an old filming studio, so all the bedrooms were different, since bigger stars got bigger rooms. I was lucky enough to get one of the larger rooms. It had a long hallway leading up to the main room, its own bathroom and shower, and a fireplace which regrettably was not in working order. I shared my room with one other roommate, who I’m not legally allowed to name, though he was a very interesting person. He was the main heroin distributor for southern California, had created a tequila company that he had sold to Jose Cuervo, and owned an escort service based in San Diego that was worth around 300 grand. Everyone here had an interesting story to tell.

I couldn’t quite pick out an exact time when my recreational drug use turned into an addiction, but I guess no one ever set out to end up in rehab. The counselors told me I ended up here for a reason, that I had a ‘disease’ known as addiction, but I was skeptical. How could a disease make me throw 500 bucks a week up my nose, and how could it make me unable to stop using once I’d started? It seemed to me that I had some sort of weakness that no one else seemed to have. Why could everyone else stop after having a few drinks, or could get through a day without using some kind of drug? Over the few months I spent there, though, I learned a lot about the disease concept, and my general outlook on life turned from suicidal to hopeful.

Addiction doesn’t occur because of a lack of willpower. In many instances this misconception can keep people from seeking help. They believe that they should be able to do this on their own, and a lot of the time that simply isn’t the case. A reason for a very large percentage of those that have suffered from addiction is an imbalance of brain chemicals. Each different drug works on certain kinds of chemicals in your brain. If a person has a low level of a certain type of chemical, and finds a drug that increases that chemical wouldn’t that make him feel normal? In many situations that is the case. Listening to hundreds of addicts talk about how they didn’t feel normal unless they were high or drunk demonstrates this fact. I found myself reflecting back on days where I couldn’t get out of bed without a 10 dollar line and a shot of vodka. I remember a feeling of uselessness and lack of purpose, which only some external substance could help me forget.

A huge generalization many make about addicts is what type of person they are. What is your mental image when you think of an addict? Someone sitting in a rundown apartment, dirty clothes, maybe a few syringes on the coffee table, possibly bloodshot eyes or track marks up and down his arms? This seems to be the general consensus of most people who haven’t had any experience in this subject. The truth is that addicts come from every walk of life imaginable. Take the mayor of Washington DC for instance. He attended CA (cocaine anonymous) meetings for quite some time. What people have to realize is that there are people all around suffering from this, afraid to seek help because of what coming out as an addict might imply. Stereotypes like the one I mentioned above only hurt this cause, leading people to hide their problems from everyone hoping it will all just get better. In the height of my using I lied to everyone about how much and how often I would use, even those that I used with.

Another problem addicts face in recovery is actual physical dependence on a drug. Regular use of drugs like cocaine and heroin change the body’s chemistry so much that if it is deprived of the drug the body will revolt. Spasms, vomiting, muscle twitches, cramps, insomnia, and a variety of flu like symptoms can occur in the withdrawal stage. I think this is another reason why many people continue to use; it is just so much easier than going through all the pain of withdrawal. It’s strange though, that many addicts will go back to using even after experiencing withdrawals and being clean for some time. One counselor I had gave me an interesting comparison. She said, “The difference between an addict and someone that becomes physically dependant is this. You could have two people that have been using heroin enough to where their bodies become dependant upon it. After going cold turkey and experiencing the worst case of the flu they had ever had, you would have two different outcomes. One person would never even think about using again, this is the physically dependant person. An addict, on the other hand, will instantly ask where he can get some more.” Addicts tend to use drugs more as a coping strategy, and it works for some time. After a while, though, it stops working, but by that time it’s the only coping strategy they know. Even with being clean for some time, many will fall back into their old coping strategies when times get hard or they’ve tried everything else.

Although ideas and stigmas about addiction are changing, they are changing slowly. From personal experience I’ve found that most people I talk to seem to have at least heard of the disease concept. People seem to be more open to ideas and theories that medical research is testing. In the mean time, I’m glad I learned what I could, and I’m glad I ended up in that bed in Utah.

Tattoos, today and yesterday

While sitting in the waiting room, I was thinking about the stigma these amazing artists deal with. People displaying their work are labeled as rebellious, or not part of proper society. These stigmas are slowly fading, but they still seem to stick with many Americans. The room I am waiting in is that of Think Tank Tattoo shop. I received my latest tattoo at this shop in southern Denver. The shop was decorated in a haphazardly sort of way; decorations ranging from mannequins with cigars to spray painted snowboards. The shop employs seven artists, and one apprentice. When I arrived two other people were receiving tattoos, who both finished by the time I was done, and one other person who started about an hour before I was done.

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The image a tattoo portrays about the person who has it, has changed throughout the years. Talking to my parents about this subject I realized how they were viewed by past generations. In my grandparents generation only bikers or sailors had tattoos, and anyone else was seen as an exception to the rule. Being very religious, my own grandparent’s view of a tattoo is that it is defiling your body, which is a sacred thing. Needless to say my parents and I have agreed not to inform them of the work I’ve had done.

Tattooing is becoming more and more common place. With reality TV shows like ‘Miami Ink’ the popularity of tattoos has surged. Even with this newfound popularity there is still a stigma most often found in the workplace. Visible tattoos can create a negative first impression in interviews that can keep many from being hired, or an image that can keep some from advancing in their job. For mainly this reason I’ve elected to have my tattoos in easily covered places. I don’t find this to be that big of a problem, because I believe you should get a tattoo for yourself, and that it should mean something to you personally. If you are deadest on getting a tattoo in a very visible place, I would suggest reevaluating your reasons for getting it done.