*Addiction & Recovery In Entertainment ~~ Not A Secret*

I’ve been asked many times, “Catherine, how do you usually start your day”???
I start each & everyday with my OWN recovery *Serenity Prayer*as follows:

**GOD, GRANT ME THE SERENITY & PATIENTS TO ACCEPT THE THINGS I CAN NOT CHANGE,
COURGAGE TO CHANGE THE THINGS I CAN ACCORDING TO MY WALK WITH YOU LORD,
AND GIVE WISDOM & KNOWLEDGE TO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE**……

THIS IS HOW I START MY DAY…..THEN I grab some coffee and get started!!

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 OK, SO WE ALL KNOW that drugs, booze, gambling, sex, and lord knows What Else prevails in the Entertainment Industry……Like they say: “More Money, More Problems”!! But it’s not often that CELEBS will talk Openly about there addictions, and even rarer that they speak out about their Sobriety…….All we see are the Pic’s and Photo’s Blasted on all the Rag Mag’s. I seen an article on *RUSSELL BRANDS* Website, then another different one on a Recovery Website out of Canada, and I thought I would *SHARE* it.  Russell give’s a UNIQUE look into his recovery, AND as we all know Russell is a UNIQUE CHAP all his own!….SO HERE WE GO,

“The last time I thought of taking heroin was yesterday. I had received  ‘an inconvenient truth’ from a beautiful woman. It wasn’t about climate change (I’m not that ecologically switched on). She told me she was  pregnant and it wasn’t mine.

I had to take immediate action. I put Morrissey on in my car and as I  wound my way through the neurotic Hollywood hills my misery burgeoned.  Soon I could no longer see where I ended and the pain began. So now I  had a choice.

I cannot accurately convey the efficiency of heroin in neutralising  pain. It transforms a tight white fist into a gentle brown wave, and from my  first inhalation 15 years ago it fumigated my private hell. A bathroom  floor in Hackney embraced me like a womb, and now whenever I am  dislodged from comfort my focus falls there.

It is ten years since I used drugs or drank alcohol and my life has  immeasurably improved. I have a job, a house, a cat, good friendships  and generally a bright outlook.
But the price of this is constant vigilance, because the disease of  addiction is not rational. Recently, for the purposes of a documentary  on this subject, I reviewed some footage of myself smoking heroin. I sit wasted and slumped with an unacceptable haircut against a wall in  another Hackney flat (Hackney is starting to seem like part of the  problem), inhaling fizzy black snakes of smack off a scrap of crumpled  foil. When I saw the tape a month or so ago, what was surprising was  that my reaction was not one of gratitude for the positive changes I’ve  experienced. Instead I felt envious of this earlier version of myself,  unencumbered by the burden of abstinence. I sat in a suite at the Savoy  hotel, in privilege, resenting the woeful Ratbag  I once was who, for all his problems, had drugs.

That is obviously irrational, but the mentality and behavoir of drug  addicts and alcoholics is wholly irrational until you understand that  they are completely powerless over their addiction and, unless they have structured help, they have no hope.

This is the reason I have started a fund within Comic Relief, ‘Give It Up’. I want to raise awareness of, and money for, abstinence-based recovery.  It was Kevin Cahill’s idea — he is the bloke who runs Comic Relief. He  called me after reading an article I wrote after Amy Winehouse died. Her death had a powerful impact on me, I suppose because it was such an  obvious shock, like watching someone for hours through a telescope  advance towards you, fist extended with the intention of punching you in the face. Even though I saw it coming, it still hurt when it eventually hit me.What was so painful about Amy’s death is that I know that there is something I could have done. I could have passed on to her the solution that was  freely given to me. Don’t pick up a drink or drug, one day at a time. It sounds so simple, it actually is simple, but it isn’t easy — it requires incredible support and  fastidious structuring. Not to mention that the whole infrastructure of  abstinence-based recovery is shrouded in necessary secrecy. There are  support fellowships that are easy to find and open to anyone who needs  them, but they eschew promotion of any kind in order to preserve the  purity of their purpose, which is for people with alcoholism and  addiction to help one another stay clean and sober.
Without these fellowships I would take drugs. Because even now the condition  persists. Drugs and alcohol are not my problem — reality is my problem.  Drugs and alcohol are my solution.
If this seems odd to you, it is because you are not an alcoholic or a drug addict. You are likely one of the 90 per cent of people who can drink  and use drugs safely. I have friends who can smoke weed, swill gin, even do crack, and then merrily get on with their lives. For me this is not  an option. I will relinquish all else to ride that buzz to oblivion.  Even if it began as a timid glass of chardonnay on a ponce’s yacht, it  would end with me necking the bottle, swimming to shore and sprinting to Bethnal Green in search of a crack house.
 
Justin Bieber
 ‘We’re invited to dinner at the Biebers’ — seven for nine-thirty.’

I looked to drugs and booze to fill up a hole in me. Unchecked, the call  of the wild is too strong. I still survey streets for signs of the  subterranean escapes that used to provide my sanctuary. I still eye the  shuffling subclass of junkies and dealers, invisibly gliding between  doorways through the gutters.I see the abundantly wealthy with destitution in their stare. I have a friend so beautiful, so haunted by  talent that you can barely look away from her, whose smile is such a  treasure that I have often squandered my sanity for a moment in its  glow. Her story is so galling that no one would condemn her for her dependency on illegal anaesthesia, but now, even though her life is  trying to turn around despite her, even though she has genuine  opportunities for a new start, the gutter will not release its prey.The gutter is within.

It is frustrating to love someone with this disease. A friend of mine’s  brother cannot stop drinking. He gets a few months of sobriety and his  family bask, relieved, in the joy of their returned loved one. His life  gathers momentum, but then he somehow forgets the price of this freedom, returns to his old way of thinking, picks up a drink and Mr Hyde is  back in the saddle. Once more his face is gaunt and hopeless. His family blame themselves and wonder what they could have done differently,  racking their minds for a perfect sentiment wrapped up in the perfect  sentence, a magic bullet.The fact is, though, that the sufferer must be a willing participant in their own recovery. They must not pick up a  drink or drug. Just don’t pick it up — that’s all.

It is difficult to feel sympathy for these people. Can there be any other  disease that renders its victims so unappealing? Would Great Ormond  Street be so attractive a cause if its beds were riddled with obnoxious  little criminals who had ‘brought it on themselves’?
Peter Hitchens is a vocal adversary of mine on this matter. He sees this  condition as a matter of choice and the culprits as criminals who should go to prison. I know how he feels. I bet I have to deal with a lot more drug addicts than he does, let’s face it, I share my brain with one,  and I can tell you first-hand they are total nightmares. Where I differ  from Peter is in my belief that, if we regard alcoholics and drug  addicts not as bad people but as sick people, then we can help them to  get better. By we, I mean other people who have the same problem but  have found a way to live drug- and alcohol-free lives. Guided by  principles and traditions, a program has been founded that has worked  miracles in millions of lives. Not just the alcoholics and addicts  themselves, but their families, their friends and of course society as a whole.

What we want to do with Give It Up is popularise a compassionate perception  of drunks and addicts and provide funding for places at treatment centers where they can get clean using these principles. Then, once they are free of drugs and alcohol, to make sure they retain contact with  the support that is available to keep them clean.

I wound down the hill in an alien land; Morrissey chanted lonely mantras. The pain accumulated and I began to tell myself the old, old story. I  thought of places I could score. Off Santa Monica, there’s a homeless  man who I know uses gear. I could find him, buy him a bag if he takes me to score.
In my mind, I leave him on the corner, a couple of rocks, a couple of $20  bags pressed into my sweaty palm. I get home, pull out the foil, neatly  torn. I break the bottom off a Martell miniature. I make a pipe for the  rocks with the bottle, lay a strip of foil on the counter to chase the  brown, pause to reflect and regret that I don’t know how to fix, only  smoke, feeling inferior even in the manner of my using. I see the foil  scorch. I hear the crackle from which crack gets its name. I feel the  plastic fog hit the back of my yawning throat. Eyes up. Back relaxes.The bottle drops and the greedy bliss eats my pain. There is no girl,  there is no tomorrow.
Even as I spin this web I am reaching for my phone. I call someone, not a  doctor or a sage, not a mystic or a physician, just a bloke like me —  another alcoholic, who I know knows how I feel. The phone rings and I  half hope he’ll just let it ring out. It’s 4a.m. in London. He’s asleep, he can’t hear the phone, he won’t pick up. I  indicate left, heading to Santa Monica. The ringing stops, then the  dry-mouthed nocturnal mumble:
‘Hello. You all right, mate?’

He picked up. And for another day, thank God, I don’t have to”………..*Shared from Drug prevention network of Canada.blogspot.com *****

**PRETTY INSIGHTFUL & INTERESTING SHARE BY RUSSELL BRAND**

*MY NEXT STORY IS ABOUT *THE BAD BOY* HIMSELF, MR. EMINEM*
THIS story was on a Recovery site I follow, and who I did an Article for about my addiction to Gambling back in Feb 2012**

Eminem Comes Clean in His New Documentary About Drugs and Addiction

By Cheryl Scott

“When I took my first Vicodin, it was like this feeling of, ‘Ahh.’ Like everything was not only mellow, but I didn’t feel any pain,” says Eminem in his new documentary, How To Make Money Selling Drugs.  “I don’t know at what point exactly it started to be a problem. I just remember liking it more and more.”

In this straightforward film, the legendary rap star says the words all addicts must say if they want to open the door that says recovery. “I am Marshal and I am an addict,” pronounced in plain English, no rhythm tracks, no screaming fans, no flim-flam.

In this film Eminem comes clean about the severity of his addiction, the ferocity of his denial and how close he came to death. He began his use of Vicodin and Xanax casually, quickly becoming more impaired, and finally realizing how perilous his addiction had become.

He added Valium and other drugs to the mix, using more often, banning from his presence anyone who tried to warn him. One day, he mixed one—or two —too many drugs. He made it to the hospital just in time.

“Had I got to the hospital about two hours later, I would have died,” he tells the interviewer. “My organs were shutting down. My liver, kidneys, everything. They were gonna have to put me on dialysis. They didn’t think I was gonna make it. My bottom was gonna be death.”

A month after Eminem came out of the hospital he relapsed, but his love for his daughters saved him from what could have been a final downward spiral. “I’m looking at my kids and I realize, ‘I need to be here for this,’ ” he says.

Here’s where the story most strikingly differs from the average Big Star addiction saga. There was no rehab clinic, cushy or otherwise, no wise counselors, no group sessions.

Eminem quit drugs on his own through a detox program that left him incapacitated.

He describes the horrors of cold turkey detox in language familiar to anyone who has been through it. He says it took 24 hours a day for three weeks, during which he was wracked with insomnia, “not even nodding off for a f***ing minute.” And when it was over he was faced with the loss of his motor skills, talking skills, thinking skills — all his skills.

“It’s been a learning process,” he says. “I’m growing. I couldn’t believe that anybody could be naturally happy without being on something. So I would say to anybody, ‘It does get better.’ “

As any recovering addict knows, there is probably no misery worse than cold-turkey detox. The fact that a superstar would describe the experience so frankly is what distinguishes this documentary film. The fact that a superstar would even go through this agony is what distinguishes Eminem.

In the end, he shares the joy of recovering addicts the world over and reminds those who may have a similar ordeal in front of them that “it does get better.”  Simple concept, simply said. And that is what distinguishes Eminem’s story. It’s just possible that some addicts out there will be moved to give recovery a try. And that’s the best you can say about a documentary about one man’s addiction and a better man’s recovery. Filmmaker Matthew Cooke also interviews drug dealers, celebs such as Woody Harrelson and Russell Simmons, ex-cops, and people who have been wrongfully arrested for drug-related charges. You can see How To Make Money Selling Drugs when it opens in Los Angeles on June 28th.

 

– See more at: http://addictionrecovery.com/blog/addictions/eminem-comes-clean-his-new-documentary-about-drugs-and-addiction#sthash.IFXgSI6D.dpuf

***I DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT I FIND IT VERY INTERESTING HE IS MAKING A FILM ABOUT HIS ADDICTION, RECOVERY, SELLING AND USING DRUGS. I HOPE IT IS DONE IN A BALANCED AND OPEN WAY………

I HOPE YOU CAN LEARN A LITTLE SOMETHING FROM THIER STORIES. JUST BECAUSE A PERSON MAY HAVE FAME, MONEY, AND MORE???…..DOESN’T MEAN YOU ARE HAPPY!! THAT IS WHY I FIND THESE TYPES OF INTERVIEWS FASINATING.  IT VALIDATES MY POINT OF HAPPINESS, MONEY, ADDICTION, LOOKING FOR ANYTHING TO FILL THE BLACK HOLE IN OUR HEARTS THAT ONLY ONE *MAN* CAN FILL…..OUR HIGHER POWER……

***MANY BLESSINGS IN YOUR OWN RECOVERY JOURNEY***
*AUTHOR, CATHERINE TOWNSEND-LYON* 🙂 🙂

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