From Jim W. Miller Posted from 172.134.6.229 on March 9, 2008 at 8:55 PM (GMT)
My grandmother was addicted to Postum. She had me doing it too, but fortunately there was intervention.
From Yixi Zhang Posted from 24.68.193.148 on March 9, 2008 at 10:09 PM (GMT)
Emily, you make my eyes wet...
I was told that my grandfather was an opium addict before the Communist came, but went to detox centre when the Communist took over and recovered from it. I was also told that most of the opium addicts were cured that way during the early 50s in China. I don’t know if this is true, but what I do know is addiction is still rampant in today’s China, and the money-addiction being the worst, imho. I’m told that we all have addictive tendency. I’m frequently overwhelmed or even cursed by compassion towards such suffering among friends and loved ones. At the same time, I confess, seriously addicted persons are like some other mentally/emotionally warped people, they terrify because they’d suck me in, burden and crush me before I can think straight to do anything useful to help them, or myself. It’s easy to say, let’s leave the problem to the pros, but these people are among your friends, relatives and colleagues, and for most of the time, they are quite normal and lovable. Tough and sad ...
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Posted from 172.134.6.229 on March 9, 2008 at 8:55 PM (GMT)
Posted from 24.68.193.148 on March 9, 2008 at 10:09 PM (GMT)
I was told that my grandfather was an opium addict before the Communist came, but went to detox centre when the Communist took over and recovered from it. I was also told that most of the opium addicts were cured that way during the early 50s in China. I don’t know if this is true, but what I do know is addiction is still rampant in today’s China, and the money-addiction being the worst, imho.
I’m told that we all have addictive tendency. I’m frequently overwhelmed or even cursed by compassion towards such suffering among friends and loved ones. At the same time, I confess, seriously addicted persons are like some other mentally/emotionally warped people, they terrify because they’d suck me in, burden and crush me before I can think straight to do anything useful to help them, or myself. It’s easy to say, let’s leave the problem to the pros, but these people are among your friends, relatives and colleagues, and for most of the time, they are quite normal and lovable. Tough and sad ...