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April 7, 2013
On Anorexia Nervosa
There is a recent article titled, “Deep Brain Stimulation shows promise for patients with chronic treatment resistant Anorexia Nervosa.” Sounds great. But wait. You mean they are going to drill holes in the brain!? Well they say they have to because these people have suffered for years with no help. (Science News, 7-3-2013 (See http://esciencenews.com/articles/2013/03/07/deep.brain.stimulation.shows.promise.patients.with.chronic.treatment.resistant.anorexia.nervosa). This is a Canadian study. University of Toronto, A. Lozano, et al. Please see an article on this in Lancet).
What they are doing is stimulating deep in the brain of the subcallosal, cingulate area. Why are they doing that? Because they have found structural and functional differences between those afflicted and normals. Make no mistake; these are serious cases with multiple hospitalizations.
Is it any surprise when there are deep imprints that can alter the circuits of the brain that there would be brain deviations? Not sure if they mean that these are genetic differences. When you have pain registered deep in the brain there are bound to be alterations in neuronal circuits. These circuits are compensating for the input of trauma. Maybe they should be there? It would help to know if there were, indeed, early trauma, which is what we have found. I treated one severe case of a young girl who lived with her mother and her mother’s boyfriend forced her to perform oral sex every morning before school. This went on until the mother threw him out. But the child continued to vomit all of the time. She was diagnosed by another clinic as anorexia nervosa.
Her therapy went on for months before we learned the truth of her condition and that she was trying to get rid of his sperm by vomiting. Once she relived it the symptom went away. This is a reminder to get information, lots of it, before we go drilling into our precious brains. The problem is that we often cannot get the information we need verbally because the trauma may not be verbal, and only emerges after reliving other pains early on. We need to do a therapy that may possibly unearth the origin of the symptom, slowly over time. It may not come up deliberately but only after allowing access to deep brain imprints, those same brain structures that they want to probe and stimulate electrically. And by the way, these people were also deeply depressive. I had already written several times about the origins of depression, and am preparing a scientific paper on it. Again we are dealing with deep-lying imprints that are not obvious to observers.
What they are trying to do is re-regulate dysfunctional circuits. I am not sure those circuits are dysfunctional; maybe they are reacting normally to terrible input even while we are being carried in the womb; so clearly, it cannot be easily detected by those surgeons. Carrying mothers ingesting alcohol, drugs or bad diet can begin the affliction of being affected by things the baby cannot eliminate. We have seen this in a woman whose mother was a chain smoker during pregnancy. She felt she had to get something out of her system; she did not know what for a long time. Smokey rooms made her nauseous and needing to throw up. So do we want to do brain drilling on her?
And of course the electrodes were implanted in areas of the brain dealing with emotion/feelings. Not so surprising, they found that this also involved depression. After nine months following surgery three of the six subjects had weight gain, and four of them had mood changes with better control over urges to binge and purge.
And then the doctors say, “We are truly ushering in a new era of understanding of the brain and the role it can play in certain neurological disorders.” I am not sure. First of all, it seems they are labeling this a brain disease or a brain malfunction, and just maybe it is not; it is a psycho-neurologic disease not caused by the brain but reacted to by the brain. If you will, it is a Primal disease with key imprints that change the brain’s function. And it happens so early that it is largely undetectable.
What they claim to do is “by correcting the precise circuits in the brain associated with the symptoms in some of these conditions, we are finding additional options to treat illnesses.” It may be that they have it backwards. Yes, there are symptoms that are associated with these conditions but it all may stem from something epigenetic, and it is to there that we must look.
It is true that eating disorders must be treated because there is a high death rate involved if allowed to go on, but there is another way to treat it. The problem is that with the success they have had, the doctors want to go on treating some many other maladies with brain surgery. Therein lies the rub, as Shakespeare noted.
Published on April 07, 2013 07:13
April 4, 2013
Once More on Attention Deficit Disorder
Yes, there are diminishing numbers of us therapists dealing with patients; most of us are dealing drugs because we don’t know what else to do. We do not recognize patients’ inner lives; maybe because we do not acknowledge our own. This is my third piece on ADD, and I hope the last. A major article on ADD appears in today’s NY Times (April 1, 2013. Front page). It states that there are more and more cases of ADD among children…..one in five, to be exact. Two thirds of those with ADD diagnosis are given drugs to help out. They get stimulants such as Ritalin, or they get repressants such as Prozac and other serotonin enhancers (keeping more of it active in the synapse).
So what is going on? If I were to say to them that their brains (children) are too active because of birth trauma and life in the womb, I would be judged a bit bonkers. So I will say it: imprints due to early trauma activate the system to help in repression. And as the brain evolves the top level cortex is also activated to deal with the imprint. The brain is busy, busy, dealing with the pain and has a hard time dealing with or focusing on one thing. The input from inside is too much. And when there is stimulation from the outside, from school tasks and homework assignments, it meets up with a very active brain which says, “Whoa there. Stop the input. I have too much going on inside to listen to what you ask for. It is overwhelming.” But if there is no recognition of history, and by the way, recognition is also cognition, then ADD can never be understood.
If we do not understand that there is a history that remains in the brain and agitates us, then ADD is a mystery. It does not have to be. So why do the professionals offer downers and uppers? Because there are two ways to deal with brain activation. Either we soup up the top level neo-cortex to get stronger in its efforts to shut down pain, or we start at the bottom and use painkillers to hold down the pain from coming up. Both work at two ends to deal with the source of the agitation: imprinted pain. The kids are distracted because so much is already going on inside. They have to deal with that first because it is a primary source and cannot be ignored; and since there is no recognition of inner life, all that is left are drugs. The input is so strong and so diverse without any specific scenes that can be attached to it that it remains a vague entity that leaves some professionals feeling it is a mysterious force, that ADD. Why, by the way, do we offer stimulants to enhance the work of the top level cortex? Because it has been over-occupied by engraved pain and it needs help; more neurons to offer its shoulder. Enter stimulants. Those stimulants do activate the entire brain; only the upper part, the thalamus and neo-cortex. That is why they improve focus; the cortex is stronger now; it has had help. Not a word about why kids need stimulants when they are already over-stimulated. The drug companies are active here encouraging more and more drugs. What most drugs do is make up for deficits in our own ability to produce them. More tranquilizers because we can no longer manufacture serotonin (the key ingredient in tranquilizers), or in ADD the cortex is suffused by internal input, taxing it immensely, and so we need outside help to make it stronger and more active.
This attitude is exemplified by Dr. William Graf, pediatric neurologist At Yale University, who says he is floored by the numbers of cases. The American Psychological Association has decided to change the diagnosis, which they believe is a “brain disease.” This “disease” impairs impulse control and other factors so that the Association wants to widen the diagnosis to enable more people to be treated. And how will they be treated? By medication, of course. If we do not understand how pain is installed in the system and endures then all we can do is medicate, leaving an entire generation of ‘zombies.” Why on earth is it so difficult to understand that we are victims of our childhood? Are all of us professionals so estranged from it that it remains a mystery? You mean none of us can look back and realize that there was no love there? Maybe we cannot because our parents wanted smart kids and we filled the bill, (not at all my case) never realizing it was conditional love.
My mother was psychotic and so there was no expectation that I would be anything, so I could not develop a defense nor a profession that I could use as a defense. That came decades later, but I was ADD to the maximum and had the worse grades possible in school. I know what it is and was. So much tumult was going on inside from my immediate environment that focusing on one thing was impossible. I have relived that early life and the birth trauma, being given away right after birth to others that there is no doubt what was inside me. Every teacher wrote “nervous” on my report card. I remember, why can’t others? Maybe they fulfilled what the parents expected. I don’t know but it is a mystery why it early pain is ignored.
You know, ADD is also called the hyperactivity disorder. (ADD HD: Hyperactive Disorder) Of course, the kid is agitated out of his mind, driven by agony inside. We want her to focus on 18ths century art and she is drowning in misery. The drug director, T.R. Frieden, also sees medication as key, only we must not abuse it. And how do we do that? Stop so many prescriptions.
The drug officials will publish a new list of what constitutes ADD in the next month. Will it be behavior, in the thrall of the behaviorists, or will it be about feeling? I leave you to answer.
Published on April 04, 2013 15:34
March 31, 2013
On Killing Pain
Am I missing something? Here is today’s headline in the L.A. Times (March 30-13):
DEATHS TIED TO PAINKILLERS RISING IN U.S. (See http://articles.latimes.com/2013/mar/29/local/la-me-0330-rx-deaths-20130330)
They are discussing prescription painkillers. Drug fatalities are on the rise, seriously. These are deaths from overdose. So how do the authorities want to handle it? Limit the strength of the dosage and the quantity of drugs each day. The USDA (Drug Administration) is proposing a bill to do just that. They agree that there is great pain from cancer but they do not recognize much else.
You know how I write about the scientific notion of antecedent-consequent relations? That means that for every result there must some kind of cause. It is the cause that is left out of the equation by the FDA. They focus on the end result. So here is what they say: “The data supporting long-term use of opiates for pain, other than cancer is scant to non-existent.” I am not sure where they reside but it does not appear to be on this planet.
There seems to be no recognition of emotional pain. Since they cannot see and observe it, it must not exist. I am especially angry at this attitude because when I had back surgery years ago, the hospital, St Vincents, had no serious painkillers on board. Why? The state medical board was afraid they might addict their patients. So we suffered terribly. This is because they had no idea what addiction was or its provenance.
So what does the medical establishment suggest? Better computer control, tracking doctors who prescribe. They have found widespread abuse by a handful of corrupt doctors. And yes, they must be found and punished. But that doesn’t answer the question, why so much pain? Maybe it is pain on the rise, not just painkillers. Maybe drug use rises as pain does? And just maybe there is a reason beyond cancer (as they assume) for pain.
Clearly they have no notion of imprinted memory nor the kinds of great pain occasioned while we are in the womb and at birth. Indeed they do not recognize emotional pain at all. So if you hurt because your father was a drunk and raped you, it is not counted. Yet the pain I see every day makes a broken leg seem like a simple inconvenience. The screams I hear, the emotional torture, is never acknowledged in a culture where deep emotion is suspect. It is the General George Patton syndrome, get on with it, buck up and move on. I cannot believe this attitude in this day and age.
These officials are well defended and cannot empathize with those who are not. Those in power have to defend well to climb the corporate ladder. As I say, those who drink alcohol pass laws prohibiting the use of drugs for others. They would never consider alcohol a drug like Vicodin so they can vote to outlaw it. But if we voted “no alcohol” we would hear them scream.
So someone goes for back surgery and the hospital does offer painkillers, why does he get addicted? Because there is still more pain inside: emotional pain. That has to be quieted too. So he finally gets something to ease suffering he was never aware of before, pain from childhood. And for the first time, since emotional pain is not recognized, he gets something that makes him feel much better. Why shouldn’t he take that drug? I know, because the powers that be do not acknowledge emotions.
If we could once understand that early pain persists, is powerful and drives us, then we could comprehend what addiction is. It is the antecedent piece that is missing. But once we do understand then we can do something about it, something effective and long lasting; we could remove the pain from the system at last.
We cannot treat something we don’t recognize so we repress it. It will eventually kill the person prematurely. Those in power steal our lives; and they have no right to.
Published on March 31, 2013 13:01
March 22, 2013
The Difference between Reform and Revolution
The difference between Primal and the other psychotherapies is that the others are reformists and we are revolutionists. So what does that mean? In reform, the power structure, the current professional zeitgeist is left intact and one works within it. No basic change. In a revolutionary approach the current professional zeitgeist is overthrown and we do not work with that structure. So one is able to make moderate change without changing anything; and the other is changing everything. What does that mean?
Leaving the theory aside for a moment,
It means no more 50 minute hour where the doctor looks at his watch instead of at her patient to see if she is crying or hurting.
It means a quiet, soundproof setting and sessions which are open ended where the patient stays as long as he needs.
It means a place where the patient is heard and not lectured to.
It means a setting where her feelings count the most.
It means a place where the doctor does not offer insight into the patient’s deep unconscious and where the patient already “knows” what is wrong once we unleash the unconscious.
It means the patient is the final arbiter.
The above means a revolutionary structure where the whole setting is conducive to feeling, not to endless discussion, a bavardage (endless esoteric discussion) between patient and doctor that goes nowhere. The point being that we cannot conduct a revolutionary therapy in a conventional setting. Way back when, I tried that, with expensive Spanish furniture, which was soon was full of holes.
Reform does not question the status quo but works within it. But neurosis is obdurate and will hang on, dictating behavior and symptoms no matter how we try to change them. And when we are reformists we are forced to be tinkerers. There is no choice. The reason is that neurosis is systemic, taking in all of us, and it is everywhere. When we try to change it we must take into account the entire system, not just something here and there that we try to control and change. In reform we can only treat piecemeal because we are inside the defense system, working within the neurosis. So, accordingly there must be an experiential therapy that encompasses all of us, something that begins with the brain and history as they affect how we act. If we do not do that then the symptom or behavior will return over and over again as in drinking and smoking or taking drugs. We can submit to a here-and-now therapy that begins with the symptom and not the person and can drive the symptom away, usually underground, falsely believing we have made progress. All this means that we ignore history and the imprint of the history in the brain and find this technique or another to combat the symptom or behavior.
In reform , we push the symptom down either through that bavardage I mentioned, or through medication which is designed to push back feelings. We need to reverse that approach and liberate, not suppress the person. And what does liberation mean? That unmet needs have finally been attended to. It is filling unfulfilled needs that are crucial in a liberated society, which is also true in the personal realm, getting to need. If there is no focus on need, there is perforce a reactionary therapy no matter what name we give it. When we understand the brain more, particularly the neo-cortical brain, we see that one of its functions is to use language to suppress feelings. And indeed, in history one reason we evolved from feelings to ideas, I believe, is to have a system where we can disengage from ourselves and split off from feelings that are very painful. We can flee to our “head,” leaving our body behind.
Let’s take an example: heavy drinking. The person can go to center after center for rehabilitation. No matter what the rehab does, it is never revolutionary; they are busy getting results in a hurry. Their historical causes are rarely here and now, but sequestered through a long evolution of our lives. We need to allow for “evolutionary” time getting down there. Rehab is not designed to do that. Getting down deep in the brain means getting to generating sources and that may well mean overthrowing the imprinted memory. It means ultimately reversing the imprint so that we are no longer driven by it. This means altering the brain circuitry. Changing structure and function. It means basic change in our biochemistry, as well.
Any therapy that is not experiential can succeed. There are therapies that pretend to focus on the body, but that is to the exclusion of the brain. And there are so-called feeling therapies, such as Gestalt, that still focus on the present, encouraging screaming but it still remains in the present. We must always keep revolution in mind in therapy because once we try to change a specific pattern of behavior, we are ignoring evolution.
All this means overthrowing who we are; the face we present to the world. When patients get to deep feelings their faces change. The look different, because they are different.
Published on March 22, 2013 01:38
March 17, 2013
On Need Need Need
I will tell you a personal story; you may have heard it before but I want to make a point. When I was twelve I was with my pals down the street, just talking and joking. All of a sudden their mother came into the kitchen leaned against the butcher block and began rapping and joking too. I was so amazed that I ran home and at dinner I recounted this bewildering event; parents talking to their children. I never knew parents were supposed to talk to children because mine did not. Of course I was castigated for mentioning that I wanted a mother like that. But I reflected on need; you never know that you need or what you need until you see it or experience it.
A young girl asks for something specific time after time only to be told by her parents that they cannot afford it. She gives up asking and buries her need. Where does it go? It is a biologic need to want a nice dress to look pretty and be attractive to boys. To feel desired and wanted and admired. It all stays hidden and gnaws away at the physical system from inside. Needs never disappear; they remain for the rest of our lives , as they should since they are biologic. Like hunger, when you starve while in the womb you may stay hungry and overeat forever.
A young boy is reared by parents later in life who really did not want him. Wherever he went later on he felt out of place, unwanted and not worthy of being there. He felt that way, not knowing that he should feel cherished and desired for just being alive. And so he goes through life shy, timid, difficult and afraid of being with people. He always feels uncomfortable. He does not know that he was unloved; all he knows is how he feels now. And he accepts it as that is the way life is.
I am reminded of this by watching French television where they showed the life of director Jacques Demy. He had a loving family who encouraged and praised and never put obstacles in his way. And it hurts to watch, even now, because of what life could have been. He wanted to be a film maker from early on and they bought him a camera, attended his beginning projections, praised and encouraged. This is what so many of us missed and never knew what we missed or that we were even missing something. We are just tense or anxious and it is a mystery. Where does it come from? From hundreds of experiences of being denied, discouraged and not cherished. Not one special thing to point at; just indifferent parents with no feelings, not understanding needs and what they are. And who never realize that a simple word or gesture early in a child’s life can change his direction and begin to give his life meaning.
Our cinema rarely shows this simple side of life, of a loving family. Too often it is guns and shoot-em-ups; showing the tough guy who is all about denying his need and eschewing gentleness. It seems like a loving family is uninteresting; yet it is the essential of what we all need and want. And once we are in touch we need a loving family is of great interest.
So how do we find need in our therapy? By having the patient talk about his life and directing him to scenes where there should have been fulfillment of need. Encouraging begging for loving, for holding for listening, for patience. Then the pain flows even while the anxious patient swears she grew up loved. I have had atheists pray to God not because of belief but to beg someone for love since the parents often could not do it. And the crying is the same even among the non-believers. Need is need and never changes, and unfulfilled need always brings pain. We help with the context then the feeling is up to the patient. Patients are never pushed into pain, ever. We accompany them on this incredible trip.
Published on March 17, 2013 14:44
March 12, 2013
Feeling Is the Connexion
I often state what connection is, and one of my staff offered a slight modification and I think he may be right. I say that connection is the sine qua non of primal therapy. Without connection there is neither healing nor cure. So, clearly it is crucial. If there is no connection to solidify the feeling there is no progress.
So what is connection, after all? It means that while the patient is feeling and reliving she is connecting to the pain/fear/terror. Bit by bit as she relives and feels she is making a connection to something buried away for perhaps years. As we feel we connect but not a random scream or cry, feeling something context; where it all began. That is eventually where patients need to go. Crying and screaming is relieving but not healing. It is just a release of the energy of feeling without meaning. There is a great gap between reliving and relieving, and this is the mistake so-called mock therapists make all of the time. Abreaction looks like feeling but it is not; and abreaction requires that the person perform the mock feeling over and over again—relieving not reliving.
It is the difference between history where the generating sources of pain lie, and the present; going through the motions of feeling without its depth and history. Remember, we are connecting deep down physiologically, feeling the part of our history that has been sequestered. And feeling the physical aspects of the pain, as well.
The goal of our therapy is to retrieve memory, not only of the scene or the place but of the feelings belonging to them; that is what has been repressed and held in storage, the pain and terror. When patients experience those feelings they become integrated. They are aware of the feelings even though they may not know exactly when it happened originally. It is the feeling that counts. Actually, I mean “the sensation.” Sensations pre-date feelings by millions of years. Previously their valence caused them to be repressed (otherwise there is overload), and thereby made them an alien force, unable to integrate with the rest of our system. When they are fully felt they are now part of us. It is how the first line connects. We connect, in short, on the level of the trauma and in that context only. And as the reliving goes on, there is a continuous drop in vital signs, arriving below baseline.
We cannot make progress on the third-line cognitive level alone. We can become aware of why we act the way we do but nothing changes biologically; thus getting well only in our head. Our biology has been left out of the therapeutic equation. It is like being aware of a virus, which usually does not kill it. So again, connection means liberation of feelings in context. That last caveat, in context, is important. There are those who scream and writhe and cry out of context, as in an exercise. They make no profound change, but when the patient slowly descends to deep levels over time and reacts to the stimuli and events on that level with the neurological capabilities of that era, there is progress.
One way we control our hypotheses is to measure vital signs, which we do with every session. Feeling the terror physiologically can bring down the vital signs on its own. Over time there is also a significant drop in cortisol levels and enhanced natural killer cells. (see my book Primal Healing for discussion). The key metabolic changes also include a permanent one-degree lowering of body temperature; since body temperature is factor in our longevity and the work of our bodies it is an important index. It all means that we are getting to the pain and undoing repression.
Published on March 12, 2013 14:40
March 9, 2013
Information Is Not Knowledge
One of my colleagues, a brilliant neuroscientist has a great deal of information about the brain but not knowledge of it; that is, no deep understanding of what it all means. Schools make this mistake a lot; confusing learning and thinking with information. They fill us with loads of memory facts about wars and their dates but never any real knowledge. Like the cause of war, how to avoid them, etc. Now in neurology, yes, it helps to know about the brain but how does that knowledge help human beings? That question is not often asked in brain research: how can this knowledge help us understand ourselves and how can we devise therapies that will advance the treatment of mental illness.
My case in point is that there are psychiatrists out there who have an intimate knowledge of the brain but promote therapies that do not emanate from that knowledge; as though the knowledge is compartmentalized and does not inform understanding. Like the intellectual information stands apart from treatment. So it is like two worlds apart, the intellectual and the emotional where the right and left brains never get together. It is the exact mirror of neurosis. The two are barely held together so that information from the left side never makes it over to the right. In other words the right side preferences for therapy can exist as if there were no left side knowledge. Thus one of the most brilliant professionals can teach psychoanalysis that has not a shred of proof and has long been outdated because it is concocted separate from neurologic understanding. Yet another professional offers booga booga mindfulness therapy without once explaining how this merges with or evolves out of neurologic science. The reason? It doesn’t.
In the same way that psychologists can construct elaborate theories about a therapy contradicting a good deal of brain science. As though our psychology does not come out of the brain. Not identical but close brothers who need each other, the brain and its psychology.
I have met some of these brain scientists and I marvel how they manage to elude everything they know about the brain to tout certain schools of therapy. But I shouldn’t be surprised since the therapies they adhere to come out of the feeling side which is twisted and turned by neurosis. No they are not misinformed; they are compartmentalized. So we have a feeling side that drives them to unreality while their left side knows better. But if I know I shouldn’t smoke and still do what does that mean? That one side cannot communicate and control the other.
These doctors are largely repressed and live in their heads; emotions take a back seat. So these theoretical constructions derive out of a repressed brain or a neglected one. Feelings being neglected lead to theories sans feelings and without sense. And each time they spout non-verifiable ideas that contradict what they know. Just as I know I should not drink (I don’t) but still do because my needs take precedence. And because the two brains have not properly met. They meet in our primal world and once they do we could not think of concocting a theory that leaves out half the brain. A theory not based on facts. Each professional has an opinion that may not be informed by knowledge, but rather by their history and emotional life, or lack of it. Don’t forget why so many of us went into the psych dodge in the first place; to stay in our heads. Don’t let the brain get in the way; just build hypotheses out of one’s neurosis. It is safe and keeps the person in his comfort zone. No intellectual is going to posit a feeling therapy when they do not feel; even though they think they do. Yes they “think” they do but that is a long trip from the right brain where they would know for sure.
So we have a dilemma; psychologists who do not have enough knowledge of the brain to be guided or informed by it, while neurologists who are not acquainted with the right brain to be informed and guided by it.
My case in point is that there are psychiatrists out there who have an intimate knowledge of the brain but promote therapies that do not emanate from that knowledge; as though the knowledge is compartmentalized and does not inform understanding. Like the intellectual information stands apart from treatment. So it is like two worlds apart, the intellectual and the emotional where the right and left brains never get together. It is the exact mirror of neurosis. The two are barely held together so that information from the left side never makes it over to the right. In other words the right side preferences for therapy can exist as if there were no left side knowledge. Thus one of the most brilliant professionals can teach psychoanalysis that has not a shred of proof and has long been outdated because it is concocted separate from neurologic understanding. Yet another professional offers booga booga mindfulness therapy without once explaining how this merges with or evolves out of neurologic science. The reason? It doesn’t.
In the same way that psychologists can construct elaborate theories about a therapy contradicting a good deal of brain science. As though our psychology does not come out of the brain. Not identical but close brothers who need each other, the brain and its psychology.
I have met some of these brain scientists and I marvel how they manage to elude everything they know about the brain to tout certain schools of therapy. But I shouldn’t be surprised since the therapies they adhere to come out of the feeling side which is twisted and turned by neurosis. No they are not misinformed; they are compartmentalized. So we have a feeling side that drives them to unreality while their left side knows better. But if I know I shouldn’t smoke and still do what does that mean? That one side cannot communicate and control the other.
These doctors are largely repressed and live in their heads; emotions take a back seat. So these theoretical constructions derive out of a repressed brain or a neglected one. Feelings being neglected lead to theories sans feelings and without sense. And each time they spout non-verifiable ideas that contradict what they know. Just as I know I should not drink (I don’t) but still do because my needs take precedence. And because the two brains have not properly met. They meet in our primal world and once they do we could not think of concocting a theory that leaves out half the brain. A theory not based on facts. Each professional has an opinion that may not be informed by knowledge, but rather by their history and emotional life, or lack of it. Don’t forget why so many of us went into the psych dodge in the first place; to stay in our heads. Don’t let the brain get in the way; just build hypotheses out of one’s neurosis. It is safe and keeps the person in his comfort zone. No intellectual is going to posit a feeling therapy when they do not feel; even though they think they do. Yes they “think” they do but that is a long trip from the right brain where they would know for sure.
So we have a dilemma; psychologists who do not have enough knowledge of the brain to be guided or informed by it, while neurologists who are not acquainted with the right brain to be informed and guided by it.
Published on March 09, 2013 14:39
March 6, 2013
The Imprint and the Development of the Self
One of my patients had parents who tried to stop him from doing anything. From the start they didn’t want to be bothered with him, and they told him to sit in his chair, not move and not talk. This was on top of a birth that was blocked and resulted in great difficulty for him to get out. These two traumatic experiences during the critical period of development combined to make him unstoppable once he got out of control. He became furious if anyone put an obstacle in his way. If he was put on hold on the phone, or if in an office he was told to wait while they went to look up his file, he became enraged.
He did not know it, but he was reacting to events that had occurred long ago. To be stopped originally meant death; if he could not get out at birth he would have died. He had to force his way out, and when later faced with obstacles he became overly aggressive. He was fighting during birth and later, parents who never let him have his way. His only solution to problems was to charge ahead, never knowing when to back off.
Another patient had very different key personality-shaping events during the critical period. His mother was heavily anesthetized during childbirth. The anesthetic entered his system, depriving him of oxygen. In order to survive, he had to conserve energy and not use too much oxygen. In other words, to save himself his system slowed down to a passive, waiting state, a physiology of defeat and despair, as there was nothing he could do about what was happening (the anesthesia). This was later compounded by his childhood treatment by his parents, who never let him express his feelings or object to anything. There was no use in battling at birth, and later no use in struggling for anything with his parents, which would have only made them more dismissive and unresponsive.
In both cases, he was dominated by outside forces over which he had no control, and he had no choice but to give in and give up. Passivity was the appropriate, and in fact life-saving, reaction. And from then on, when faced with even minor obstacles, he would give up, as he did originally and later with his parents. In effect, he would go into a “defeat” mode again and again, just as he had from the start; which was only later labeled depression.
Both patients are victims of events, as many of us are. Early experiences, during the critical first three years of life, largely give shape to our personality and our health. The Catholic Church used to say, "Give me a child ‘til age six and he will be a Catholic forever." It turns out that all they need is the first three years. This is almost the end of the critical period when we become pretty much what we will be for the rest of our lives. Here is where we become either optimistic or pessimistic, concentrated/dispersed, active/reflective, trying/giving up, reaching out/reaching in, overcoming obstacles/overwhelmed by obstacles, looking ahead/ looking back, goal oriented/floundering, aggressive/passive. Because we are largely feeling beings during these critical years, without the + powers that come later, the core of the self is largely shaped through the warp and weft of pre-verbal and non-verbal processes. Moreover, what diseases befall us also begin here.
The concept of the imprint has been central to my work for several decades. When early trauma during the critical period of development is great, it becomes an imprint — a permanent state. The suffering component – the part that cannot be integrated because it is too much to bear – is sheared off and stored. This is the imprint, and it takes on a life of its own in our nervous systems. It becomes an alien force, not truly a part of us, detached yet seeking ways of entry to conscious-awareness. In depression, there is a state of chronic suffering because the person cannot translate vague, global suffering into its specific imprinted pain. So it is that alien force that shapes our thoughts and behavior. Some people literally perceive “alien forces” in the world; these are no more than their own terror, projected externally.
Published on March 06, 2013 06:13
March 3, 2013
Primal Therapy and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
This is from a former patient who saw combat duty in Vietnam. He is discussing PTSD and how, as I have written, it is the background childhood that helps determine PTSD.
He looked around at the wounded at his camp and shouted, "I can't help you," which is what he wanted to say to his sick mother. It effected his whole life. It is a moving story but with Primal therapy's help he is now a recording artist. As they say in France…."Chapeau!!" art
"When I came for Primal therapy in 1980 I had a pretty full plate of Primal pain. My mother had been in and out of mental institutions since I was seven diagnosed with clinical depression. She was a highly intelligent and sensitive woman. I always thought she wasn’t made for this world. I needed love desperately from a woman too damaged by life herself to fill my needs not to mention my siblings.
Yet she tried. I have a an old photo of her and I in front of some church in New Mexico standing behind me with her arms over my shoulders, touching my chest with her hands when I was a child.
I was always trying to make it ok for her. If I could somehow help her then of course she would be able to be the mother I needed her to be. During the times she came home from the hospitals she would mostly stay in her bedroom with the door always shut. Then she’d be gone again for months at a time. Once I heard her yell my name from her bedroom and went into to see what it was. She awoke and my hope that she needed me to help her disappeared when she told me she was having a bad dream. She was calling out in her sleep for her older brother who I was named after. He had died before I was born of Leukemia and from what I understood my mother adored him.
On a Sunday morning 2 years before she took her own life I had a premonition that something was wrong. I was twelve years old and this odd feeling was based on nothing but my own inner voice. My father was not home and my grandmother was visiting. I went to my mother’s room and when I asked her if she was ok she didn’t respond but somehow I knew she wasn’t sleeping. She was unconscious from an overdose of barbituates. I tried to shake her awake and yelled for my grandmother.
I remember my grandmother lifting her arm and just letting it drop which has always seemed strange to me. It was a cold unfeeling act. My grandmother resented my father marrying such a weak woman I learned when I was older. She despised weakness.
I walked out onto the open porch off her bedroom and stood there at the railing while my grandmother called an ambulance. My mother survived because of me. I had saved her. It was a temporary measure that only delayed her death from suicide 2 years later. In my therapy I realized I was better off with her gone than alive. A harsh reality because I truly loved her. I believed my having saved her that one time set the stage in my becoming a medical caregiver when I joined the Navy at eighteen.
Navy training as a Hospital Corpsman was like academics had been throughout my life which was difficult. Focusing and concentrating had never been easy for me. What is now referred to as ADD.
I enjoyed working as a Navy Corpsman which because of it’s reputation I could finally be proud of that achievement. After 4 months at Balboa Naval Hospital in San Diego we were sent for another 2 months to train with the Marines at Camp Pendleton an hour north. It was a modified boot camp with Marines training us for combat duty in their Field Medical Sevice School. Sidenote: The Marine Corps is a department of the Navy and the Navy supplies their medical care and needs.
After working on the east coast at Bethesda Naval Hospital where I was assigned to the emergency room, I learned practical nursing skills. Along with the training of caring for the wounded at Camp Pendleton it was only a matter of time before I got orders for Vietnam. This was 1969 and all the corpsmen I knew at Bethesda seemed to get orders on a regular basis until it was my turn.
I arrived in Vietnam in March 1970. I was put in the Combined Action Platoons near Danang. It was somewhat different from regular infantry in that we provided security to the villages in our area of operation living out in the field 24/7. As a medic I held clinics with the villagers.
We also trained our Vietnamese counterparts who were like their National Guardsmen who lived in the area. We ran patrols, ambushes and a few operations. I can say I saw enough of the horrors of war that I came home broken with severe symptoms of classic Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Unfortunately, it wasn’t being recognized by the veteran’s hospital at that time up to the late 1970’s. I was turned away when I went in for help and told I was psycho-neurotic by the intake nurse. I began having suicidal feelings that I was so immersed in that I planned my death a number of times.
My being a corpsman was all about helping others. I put my life at risk to help others but in war it’s so crazy and chaotic that the opportunity to actually save a person’s life was rare at least for me. People were beyond help or dead by the time I got to them
I ran out one night at the call of “corpsman up,” when we got hit by small arms fire from the Viet Cong at the edge of a village. An RPG or rocket propelled grenade had blown up the corner of a Vietnamese home near where we were sleeping. The person I pulled from the rubble by the wrists had no lower half of their body as I watched the light leave his eyes under the glare of the parachute flares.
I survived ten months of combat duty as our unit was being disbanded and I was transferred around to several platoons from Chu Lai up to Hoi Anh. I had experienced a breakdown while in my 10th month and went into the rear to seek medical care for the immersion foot and jungle rot sores I had on my lower back. I weighed 142 lbs at 6’3”. I was really leaving to save myself. I couldn’t function any longer and felt tremendous guilt at abandoning my platoon. I realized on some level that I was of no use to them any longer. I was sick in my soul being both mentally and physically exhausted.
Saving myself. I have understood through” feelings” in therapy that my act-out to help others is about giving the help that I needed. I learned recently of something my father told a friend of mine when he asked him ( my father ) about helping people as a doctor. My father said he did it for himself. It made “him” feel good. He got the adulation and prestige of being a doctor from his patients. For him it was all about himself which makes perfect sense to how I knew him. I was quite different. I was as smart as he was but I was never given a chance to succeed in life. He hated me for being different in creative ways and I never gave up trying to be myself though it cost me dearly.
I wanted to be a doctor but it was as far away as a distant star for me in reality. I would have been quite different from my father without all my pain. I found that I cared deeply about those who were under my care in the Navy particularly in Vietnam.
This brings me to a scene in group therapy that Dr. Janov was conducting. I had been connecting to feelings about the traumas of war. I’ve discussed it with him and the fact that traumas laid down at the age of 19 in war are just another layer of Primal pain. He asked me once if I believed there was combat neurosis. I wasn’t in touch with these traumas until I’d been active in therapy for a number of years.
I was relating a scene or scenes from Vietnam in group therapy and how hopeless I felt trying to save anybody when they were dying while in a firefight or on an operation. I was sobbing as this feeling descended into how I’d spent my childhood trying to help my clinically depressed mother. This “feeling” culminated in a gut wrenching realization that all my efforts were hopeless both in Vietnam and with my mother. The feeling was: “ I can’t save you Mother!” And I couldn’t save my pals.
I have continued for many years feeling about how broken I felt when I came home from Vietnam and needed my father’s help which never came. Not even the V.A. system was available to veterans of that era unless they were psychotic and locked away on some ward. I found temporary help through a very kind, private psychiatrist who kept me going until I discovered Primal therapy. I made it out here from Chicago on my own private pilgrimage over thirty years ago and though not fully functioning am enjoying a quality of life that never would have been without it."
He looked around at the wounded at his camp and shouted, "I can't help you," which is what he wanted to say to his sick mother. It effected his whole life. It is a moving story but with Primal therapy's help he is now a recording artist. As they say in France…."Chapeau!!" art
"When I came for Primal therapy in 1980 I had a pretty full plate of Primal pain. My mother had been in and out of mental institutions since I was seven diagnosed with clinical depression. She was a highly intelligent and sensitive woman. I always thought she wasn’t made for this world. I needed love desperately from a woman too damaged by life herself to fill my needs not to mention my siblings.
Yet she tried. I have a an old photo of her and I in front of some church in New Mexico standing behind me with her arms over my shoulders, touching my chest with her hands when I was a child.
I was always trying to make it ok for her. If I could somehow help her then of course she would be able to be the mother I needed her to be. During the times she came home from the hospitals she would mostly stay in her bedroom with the door always shut. Then she’d be gone again for months at a time. Once I heard her yell my name from her bedroom and went into to see what it was. She awoke and my hope that she needed me to help her disappeared when she told me she was having a bad dream. She was calling out in her sleep for her older brother who I was named after. He had died before I was born of Leukemia and from what I understood my mother adored him.
On a Sunday morning 2 years before she took her own life I had a premonition that something was wrong. I was twelve years old and this odd feeling was based on nothing but my own inner voice. My father was not home and my grandmother was visiting. I went to my mother’s room and when I asked her if she was ok she didn’t respond but somehow I knew she wasn’t sleeping. She was unconscious from an overdose of barbituates. I tried to shake her awake and yelled for my grandmother.
I remember my grandmother lifting her arm and just letting it drop which has always seemed strange to me. It was a cold unfeeling act. My grandmother resented my father marrying such a weak woman I learned when I was older. She despised weakness.
I walked out onto the open porch off her bedroom and stood there at the railing while my grandmother called an ambulance. My mother survived because of me. I had saved her. It was a temporary measure that only delayed her death from suicide 2 years later. In my therapy I realized I was better off with her gone than alive. A harsh reality because I truly loved her. I believed my having saved her that one time set the stage in my becoming a medical caregiver when I joined the Navy at eighteen.
Navy training as a Hospital Corpsman was like academics had been throughout my life which was difficult. Focusing and concentrating had never been easy for me. What is now referred to as ADD.
I enjoyed working as a Navy Corpsman which because of it’s reputation I could finally be proud of that achievement. After 4 months at Balboa Naval Hospital in San Diego we were sent for another 2 months to train with the Marines at Camp Pendleton an hour north. It was a modified boot camp with Marines training us for combat duty in their Field Medical Sevice School. Sidenote: The Marine Corps is a department of the Navy and the Navy supplies their medical care and needs.
After working on the east coast at Bethesda Naval Hospital where I was assigned to the emergency room, I learned practical nursing skills. Along with the training of caring for the wounded at Camp Pendleton it was only a matter of time before I got orders for Vietnam. This was 1969 and all the corpsmen I knew at Bethesda seemed to get orders on a regular basis until it was my turn.
I arrived in Vietnam in March 1970. I was put in the Combined Action Platoons near Danang. It was somewhat different from regular infantry in that we provided security to the villages in our area of operation living out in the field 24/7. As a medic I held clinics with the villagers.
We also trained our Vietnamese counterparts who were like their National Guardsmen who lived in the area. We ran patrols, ambushes and a few operations. I can say I saw enough of the horrors of war that I came home broken with severe symptoms of classic Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Unfortunately, it wasn’t being recognized by the veteran’s hospital at that time up to the late 1970’s. I was turned away when I went in for help and told I was psycho-neurotic by the intake nurse. I began having suicidal feelings that I was so immersed in that I planned my death a number of times.
My being a corpsman was all about helping others. I put my life at risk to help others but in war it’s so crazy and chaotic that the opportunity to actually save a person’s life was rare at least for me. People were beyond help or dead by the time I got to them
I ran out one night at the call of “corpsman up,” when we got hit by small arms fire from the Viet Cong at the edge of a village. An RPG or rocket propelled grenade had blown up the corner of a Vietnamese home near where we were sleeping. The person I pulled from the rubble by the wrists had no lower half of their body as I watched the light leave his eyes under the glare of the parachute flares.
I survived ten months of combat duty as our unit was being disbanded and I was transferred around to several platoons from Chu Lai up to Hoi Anh. I had experienced a breakdown while in my 10th month and went into the rear to seek medical care for the immersion foot and jungle rot sores I had on my lower back. I weighed 142 lbs at 6’3”. I was really leaving to save myself. I couldn’t function any longer and felt tremendous guilt at abandoning my platoon. I realized on some level that I was of no use to them any longer. I was sick in my soul being both mentally and physically exhausted.
Saving myself. I have understood through” feelings” in therapy that my act-out to help others is about giving the help that I needed. I learned recently of something my father told a friend of mine when he asked him ( my father ) about helping people as a doctor. My father said he did it for himself. It made “him” feel good. He got the adulation and prestige of being a doctor from his patients. For him it was all about himself which makes perfect sense to how I knew him. I was quite different. I was as smart as he was but I was never given a chance to succeed in life. He hated me for being different in creative ways and I never gave up trying to be myself though it cost me dearly.
I wanted to be a doctor but it was as far away as a distant star for me in reality. I would have been quite different from my father without all my pain. I found that I cared deeply about those who were under my care in the Navy particularly in Vietnam.
This brings me to a scene in group therapy that Dr. Janov was conducting. I had been connecting to feelings about the traumas of war. I’ve discussed it with him and the fact that traumas laid down at the age of 19 in war are just another layer of Primal pain. He asked me once if I believed there was combat neurosis. I wasn’t in touch with these traumas until I’d been active in therapy for a number of years.
I was relating a scene or scenes from Vietnam in group therapy and how hopeless I felt trying to save anybody when they were dying while in a firefight or on an operation. I was sobbing as this feeling descended into how I’d spent my childhood trying to help my clinically depressed mother. This “feeling” culminated in a gut wrenching realization that all my efforts were hopeless both in Vietnam and with my mother. The feeling was: “ I can’t save you Mother!” And I couldn’t save my pals.
I have continued for many years feeling about how broken I felt when I came home from Vietnam and needed my father’s help which never came. Not even the V.A. system was available to veterans of that era unless they were psychotic and locked away on some ward. I found temporary help through a very kind, private psychiatrist who kept me going until I discovered Primal therapy. I made it out here from Chicago on my own private pilgrimage over thirty years ago and though not fully functioning am enjoying a quality of life that never would have been without it."
Published on March 03, 2013 14:36
February 27, 2013
Treating Depression
There is a term that we will need to consider in the therapy of depression—resonance. It would seem that when trauma (lack of love) is set down early on, there is a specific frequency to the neuronal circuit. It may be that feelings that are laid down on top of that imprint will resonate with the same frequency. Thus, something that happens in the present can set off an early memory by its corresponding frequency. It all forms an interlocking neural network. A minor (or major) current situation, losing a boyfriend, can trigger off the original gloom and doom when the defense system is weak. Doom and gloom is the byword in depression. I will explain it, not from statistical studies, but in the flesh and blood accounts by my patients. Thus, a relatively innocuous event can plunge us into gloom and doom because the feelings are related within a single network.
If we do not understand and acknowledge the originating imprint we can neither understand nor rid ourselves of depression. All we have left is to advise, cajole and manipulate the patient, dealing in the here-and-now. We know that there is a close correlation between high blood pressure and depression, as there is between migraine headaches and depression. Our body is screaming through its high blood pressure but all we can do is sit helplessly by infusing drug after drug into the patient to control her symptoms. We have extracted the symptom out of the person for treatment, instead of seeing how the symptom emanates out of a biologic history. When we don’t understand that history we are confined to an ahistoric therapy. We then make the symptom “well” rather than the person.
Published on February 27, 2013 10:13
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