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The Lightbox Forum--Dual Diagnosed Default Therapy by James Rist Officially, plenty of therapy exists for bipolar disorder and, and to some extent, addiction–eg. psycho-therapy, cognitive, behavioral, light box, confession, group encounters, pharmaceuticals, and electro-convulsive therapy, among others. Most of these methods apply to mental illness, while, on the other hand, holistic approaches dominate with addiction. Most therapy is admittedly expensive. The most costly therapy, unofficially, however, is of course shopping therapy–reportedly the therapy of choice for those who are prone to mood disorders and addiction. One of my friends on the east coast laments having so many outfits in the closet that she will never wear all of them–especially those outfits of which she found it necessary to have two or three the same color, size, and style. (“I just couldn’t resist...!” she declared.) Fashion Bug COULD extend their return period, but that wouldn’t help my friend. However, she lamented, “I can’t make up my mind what I should return! Besides, I’ll wear them all... eventually.”) Once my wife and I had accumulated such a pile of laundry that we had to go to Wal-Mart to buy clean clothes. True...! My friend here on the Gulf Coast has often told the story of how he went out to Seven-Eleven for a cup of coffee one morning, and later he returned with a new speed boat! Incidentally, shopping at Wal-Mart may be the only truly religious experience available to the common man! Recently my wife and I made a list of things we needed for the house so that we would not forget to buy them. Then we took one of our midnight trips to Wal-Mart. On the list we had written toothpaste, cold tablets, bath powder, and something else. Three steps inside Wal-Mart, my wife stopped dead, in order to inform me that she suddenly realized we also needed toilet paper. I raced for the toilet paper (so I wouldn’t forget it). When I got to the TP display, I reasoned that I should get THREE 24-roll packs. My wife, in the meantime, had spied something in the clothing section, and she was off to browse. An hour and half later, we met in the center aisle, next to a display of TV’s. My wife was ogling one TV in particular, which appeared to have a good price. I asked her if she liked it. She said yes, but she reminded me we couldn’t afford it. Nevertheless we put the TV on top of the twelve pounds of candy, seventy-two rolls of toilet paper, five sets of pajamas, two coffee makers, four bags of those tasty Cape Cod Potato chips, two boxes of laundry soap (for the growing pile of laundry), and a 12 pack of D-size batteries (in case some of the four hundred batteries at home should fail). We loaded everything into the back end of our truck, and plodded home. When we pulled into our driveway, we agreed that we were too tired to haul everything into the house. Besides, we also agreed, we wouldn’t need any of those things for several days. We left everything but the TV in the truck. That was last week. Most of it is STILL in the truck. After we made our way into the house carrying only the TV, I told my wife that I was not going to open the TV box right away, until we figured out which of the other five TV’s we needed to move out of the way. (FORGET throwing anything away!) So..., I stashed the TV in the closet, and it is still there! We had thoroughly exhausted ourselves on our little “necessary” trip to Wal-Mart, and we finally collapsed, each into his favorite chair. After a few minutes, my wife asked, “Did you get all the things on the list.” I mused for a few seconds, and then I replied, “I forgot about the list....” It’s not really funny, is it!? Jim Rist © 2006 www.cerebral-storm.com |
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