One of the things I've struggled with is exactly what kind of addiction is it?
I saw a definition of addiction once that I liked, and it really was the definition I was using when I said that. The definition was "something you do that causes damage in your life. You recognize that damage and continue doing it any way."
That's an addiction.
Having said that, it was when I could no longer LOOK AWAY from the damage that I finally stopped it.
With coke or alcohol or whatever, yeah, it's easy to blame the physical dependency caused by these intrusive substances. That, to me, is very understandable.
But what is the nature of hte addiction with Scn? Is it the wins from auditing that keep us going, or the comaraderie, or the hard-sell, or what?
In the beginning, for me, Scientology really was a step up. I could truly look around at my life and see it improved as a direct result of doing Scientology and becoming a Scientologist.
It was when I looked around later and saw all the damage, and then looked away from that damage, and then placed the earlier good there for me to see that it was an addiction.
Or a self-delusion.
Can a self-delusion be an addiction?
And (here's the hard question), is it really a sign of a character flaw?
This is the fundamental reason why I still just can't let go of my Scn past: the notion that it's my own flaws as a person that made me susceptible to a cult.
Bleah, depressing topic. I'm gonna go have a drink now.
I don't think so. The best parts of me are what first drew me to Scientology. The most helpful, the most idealistic, the most ambitious parts of me.
I had no idea I was being lied to, and I can't blame myself for being lied to. Maybe I can blame myself for wanting to believe those lies, but, like I said - it was working.
It was later, when those lies were right in front of me, and I looked away from them, that I can blame myself.
To me, that was really a lack of courage. I lacked courage to get rid of all my friends and family and any way to make money, and to be fired from a job making six figures, followed across country by people wanting to frame me for "CRIMES" that they could manufacture....
I'm think I'm gonna give myself some slack on that one, though. Not many people have the courage to face something like that, and I finally did. So, in the end, I did gather the courage to face the damage, stay true to my integrity, and do what I needed to do.
I'll bet, Barky, that if you looked around, you could find positive parts about your actions, too.
If you had a best friend who went through what you have gone through, would you give your friend some slack?