Out of the Muck and into the…Alligators?!?
Having worked for years, now, helping state prisoners get through anti-recidivism training (by mail), I have learned a few things about the criminal mentality. Avoiding doing things because they are “hard to do” comes from never learning to do hard things with ease. Tying your shoes is “hard to do” if you are a baby.
I remember my nephew, maybe all of 6 years old, whining about having to wear pants with zippers because it was easier to put on something with an elastic waist. Not having learned social skills sufficient to weather the frightening years of being a teen, it can seem “easier” to “go along to get along” with others. This can mean being cruel to other kids, just like one’s “friends” are acting. It could be ignoring advice from parents because “friends” sneer at this. And it could be drinking and doing drugs because it’s hard to say “no.” Yes. It is very hard to say NO if one has not gradually learned this and practiced it to where it becomes easy.
Selling drugs is an “easy” way to transition from being a child to partaking in the world of working people. Repairing the mess one has made of their lives, due to not having the skills to do it the “hard” way, is impossible. Build skill, gradually, then practice, practice, practice is the “hard” way to have an easier life.
Where is the Owner’s Manual of these skills one needs? Is it at school? At college? At home?
Church? From the Boy Scouts? In the military? Well, yes. And no.
As my step-daughter moves through the journey of getting her life in order to be able to get to a Narconon center, she is learning to accomplish hard things, too. Her skills are great but too many of them involve taking the “easy” way out in order to not have to face (look at, observe, understand) the pain that is a part of life.
It has been “easier” to talk people out of money for beer and shots. She has become skilled at finding someone at a bar to buy her drinks. She knows, full well, that this is a form of prostitution where she does not even have to handle the money to get what she wants.
She is learning that, once she decides to quit using, she must develop other sets of skills. She is also finding that, once she pulls her head out of the muck, there are many alligators needing to be handled—too many bridges have been burned. She has angered too many people for them to be willing to trust her. The fathers of her three children have “issues,” as they say.
One could sit all day, all of their life, in a library and gather an awful lot of information. Much of it would be useful and practical while much would be misleading, coercive, pompous, or otherwise useless or detrimental to understanding how to handle life well. One would still need to sort out what parts mattered and then have to find someone with which to practice the skills. Many sources of information exist, from drug dealers to well-meaning grandparents.
I like to rely on and learn from those who are already competent in the skills I want to acquire. For instance, if I wanted to learn how to live a good life without drugs, I would find people who had successfully stopped using and found how to enjoy life without them. Something like watching videos of graduates from rehab programs would help on this, including those available on the Narconon website.
Narconon is king at helping people learn how to handle a life full of alligators, without drugs.