Narconon UK Newsletter 29-05-2008
Welcome to the Narconon UK Newsletter. Today I’d like to
share with you a success story from one of our students who is
about to finish the programme.
"The addictive personality, how comfortable a reasoning, for
a society that believes it can think for and shape the
individual. "A pill for depression madam, certainly, blues in
fashion this year, can I recommend a box of fifty, I’ll be
laughing all the way to the bank, when I get you on three a day
for life".
We all know that we are individuals and that we are all
different and unique, or do we? Society promotes the individual,
as long as he/she conforms to the “today” image of the
individual, it seems not to matter he consequences of today’s
decisions on the individual as far as the individuals future is
concerned.
Products, such as anti psychotics, anti depressants and other
poisons made by people, who claim to ease the suffering of the
individuals anxiety, distress, helplessness….addiction? Anxiety,
helplessness, addiction? to addiction! This is societies answer
to addiction, give the sufferer another addiction.
Addicted to chocolate? Talk the addict through it, but make
sure he takes the little pink pill. How can anyone claim to know
fully and with enough comprehension what goes on in the mind of
the individual to justify the little blue pill, the complexities
of thought, the deviousness that the individual mind will
nurture to not have to confront itself, this is the key word,
confront, the lack of confront will lead an individual to
totally mess up his thoughts, therefore his actions and
ultimately his life.
My life, was the equivalent of no life, until recently. I
chose not to confront, a choice I made at the age of eleven
years of age, the details are not important, the consequences
are.
By the age of fourteen I was drinking heavily in all of my
spare time. My education suffered and by the time I left school
leaving it’s failure behind, I needed to drink before being able
to function properly.
Drug culture hit me hard. Heroin, cocaine, speed, acid,
ecstasy, hash, the illegal use of legal drugs, rohypnol, valium
to name but a few, basically anything I could get my hands on to
get high or to come down from the high. This abuse lead to three
separate methadone programmes, more attempts at suicide than I
care to remember, my stomach was pumped six times and I spent
one week in a coma.
It’s fair to say that between the ages of fourteen and forty
I was unhappy, destructive and very confused.
My doctors during this time, whether they be psychiatrists,
therapists or GP's thought that it was a good idea to give me,
sometimes based only on a five minute conversation, drugs, anti
depressants and tranquilisers to relieve me of my state of
distress, unhappiness and my inability to confront life.
The definition of depressant is, I quote: “reducing
functional activity“.
So brilliant an idea, for the representatives of the medical
profession to then prescribe me more drugs that reduced my
ability to function, cheers mate! I am unable to confront,
please give me some more drugs so I can do so even less! sic.
When I arrived at Narconon, I was nothing. My health, family,
relationships, friendships and finances were wrecked, I was
taken in and cared for immediately. In the withdrawal unit, no
drugs to come off drugs just 60/24/7 care and attention, after
ten days I was ready to start my programme.
This is when the work started, a series of training routines
that would help me confront the immediate problems, to be able
to be comfortable within a space and to be able to communicate
and to respond to communication, to be assertive. Through this I
began to slowly emerge from a dark place. A body builder goes
through ”no pain no gain” to get his muscles toned, to get the
mind toned, the same ”no pain no gain“ applies. The Narconon
process was difficult for me at first, twenty-five years of
substance abuse and the bad habits that came with it. I was not
going to become an angel overnight. Two relapses during the
programme and an embarrassingly long list of other stupid
behavioural type patterns emerged.
After the training routines were completed, it was time to
purify my body and rid it of the drug residues trapped in it,
when that part of the programme was completed I felt truly
wonderful, although I didn’t look like A.Scharwzeneger and thank
Christ I never will, I felt pure, clean and extremely well.
Now it was time to learn about myself, my mind, only I could
do that, you know being my mind and that! After two hundred and
fifty hours of self analysis and self evaluation I finally got
to know myself and why I had been on self destruct for so long.
The next step of the programme, repairing the horrible mess that
I had left behind me, this was important, so I could continue to
move forward and look to the future.
My programme is almost at an end, but it is the beginning for
me, I am happy, productive, caring, with the energy and time to
work and play and share my new lease of life with life.
“No pain, no gain” don’t take the blue pill it only takes the
pain away, you don’t gain.
This letter is dedicated to my friend and enemy Helen Carter
(course supervisor at Narconon), for her hard work and
dedication to my programme. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
P.J.C
Call 0800 169 4803 now to speak to one of our
counsellors.
Best Regards,
Alison Brennan
Managing Director
Narconon UK |
