Posts Tagged ‘House’

Underrated coping skill: DVDs

October 27, 2009

This is the sixth post in the Grey Thinking series, Five of the most underrated coping skills.

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This isn’t going to come as any surprise to those of you who have followed Grey Thinking for any length of time…. but watching DVDs of TV series is one of my favorite “coping skills.”  I may be stretching the idea of a “coping skill” a little bit here, but anything to justify my House marathons…

I like to watch four hours of old Grey’s Anatomy episodes (especially during evenings that I’m depressed) because I can check out.  I can focus on Meredith’s dark and twisty issues and secretly hope that Meredith and Derek get back together (clearly I’m in the middle of season three right now).  And it’s not that House’s misery or Meredith’s really screwed up love life makes me feel better about my own or anything.  I just like relationships.  And sarcasm.

Checking out like this is probably not THE healthiest coping mechanism – but it’s much better than the eating disorder.  Sometimes I am overwhelmed and I need to check out.  It’s hard for me to turn off my brain, in a sense.  My mind can wander while I read a book, exercise, walk the dog, clean, etc.  For some reason though, my mind doesn’t wander when I’m watching House.  Things seem so still and the chaos of my life is put on hold.

I say “DVDs” rather than House / Grey’s Anatomy because I have friends who use movies to cope.  Personally, I get really impatient with movies and spend a lot of time thinking “is it over yet?”  They’re more frustrating to me than soothing… but to each her/his own.

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You say that like it’s a bad thing

July 24, 2009

Chase: How would you feel if I interfered in your personal life?
House: I’d hate it. That’s why I cleverly have no personal life.

If you replace “personal life” with “personal issues,” I could have written those lines (although much less eloquently and using three times as many words).  It’s much harder to be hurt when you just don’t have issues–right?

Along the same lines, Chase and House have another conversation later in the show:

Chase: Why does everybody need to know my business?
House: People like talking about people. Makes us feel superior. Makes us feel in control. And sometimes, for some people, knowing some things makes them care.
Chase: I’d tell you my dad left, my mum drank herself to death… you gonna care about me more?
House: Cameron would. Me, I just like knowing stuff. [pause] I know you hate your dad, but I’m gonna tell you something –
Chase: I don’t hate him. I loved him until I figured out it hurts a lot less to just not care. You don’t expect him to turn up to your football match? No disappointments. You don’t expect a call on your birthday, don’t expect to see him for months? No disappointments. You want us to go make up? Sink a few beers together, nice family hug? I’ve given him enough hugs. He’s given me enough disappointments.

If you don’t care — or can dismiss anything unpleasant as being a nonissue — then it’s much harder to be hurt.  Isn’t that convenient?

However, notice that House does not have many friends (…and poor Wilson!).  He’s semi-miserable and no one can ever make him feel better.  Even the drugs aren’t doing it.

Okay, so I’m not House, but I am pretty good at always being okay.  I hate the thought of others suspecting that there’s something wrong.  I told my therapist the other day that it literally HURTS to be not-okay in front of someone else.  It’s hard for me to explain why, but I just hate it.  I would respond just like Chase: “Why does everybody need to know my business?”  My mantra is, “If said person is not really in my everyday life and is not someone that I need to turn to for support, then why do they need to know if I’m struggling?”

“I don’t care” is in a way an ugly way of saying “I’ve reset my expectations.”  Chase’s dad was never going to be reliable.  He wasn’t going to play the father role that Chase needed.  He learned that and adapted.  Personally, I think that’s a relatively healthy response (especially if the alternative is continually being re-upset every time you dad doesn’t show up, for the rest of your life).

I think that it’s important to find support in other places if you can’t get it from your parents.  That said, I also don’t think you can get over the loss of that relationship 100%.  He still wishes that things could be different between them, and he was bothered by his dad’s being there because it is still a sore spot for Chase.  Having a hundred caring friends is still just not the same.  You try and get the support that you need from other people, and that does help.  And you grieve the loss of that relationship, which sucks, but also helps.  But…. still, that longing does not completely disappear (okay, clearly I am talking about myself now and not so much Chase).

My point of all of this (which I am not doing a good job of expressing) is that just not caring does have its advantages.  Life is much simpler when everything is “okay.”  You’re not disappointed if you set the bar low.  However, by lowering your expectations like this, you are also isolating yourself more.  It gets lonely and frustrating when you won’t let others in.  Because I can’t stand the thought of struggling when out with others, I am left to deal with all of the emotions on my own.  By eliminating the possibility of being disappointed, I think that I also eliminate my chances of feeling better.

When I think about all of the people that I care about, the ones closest to me are those who know what’s going on in my life.  We talk about more than just coffee, the weather, our pets, television, work, etc.  It’s that humanness of NOT always being okay that makes us care about one another.  While it is definitely adaptive in some circumstances to re-evaluate what realistic expectations for that relationship are, I personally can’t turn that caring / trusting thing on and off.  Chase did have an honest conversation about the relationship he has with his dad (albeit, the conversation was not his idea and it was with House…), and they clearly left on a better foot than they started on.  I think he feels at least a little bit better.  House, who has “no personal life,” though, likely went home and sat his couch by myself, popping vicodin.   Having no personal life is not that clever.

You say that like it's a bad thing

July 24, 2009

Chase: How would you feel if I interfered in your personal life?
House: I’d hate it. That’s why I cleverly have no personal life.

If you replace “personal life” with “personal issues,” I could have written those lines (although much less eloquently and using three times as many words).  It’s much harder to be hurt when you just don’t have issues–right?

Along the same lines, Chase and House have another conversation later in the show:

Chase: Why does everybody need to know my business?
House: People like talking about people. Makes us feel superior. Makes us feel in control. And sometimes, for some people, knowing some things makes them care.
Chase: I’d tell you my dad left, my mum drank herself to death… you gonna care about me more?
House: Cameron would. Me, I just like knowing stuff. [pause] I know you hate your dad, but I’m gonna tell you something –
Chase: I don’t hate him. I loved him until I figured out it hurts a lot less to just not care. You don’t expect him to turn up to your football match? No disappointments. You don’t expect a call on your birthday, don’t expect to see him for months? No disappointments. You want us to go make up? Sink a few beers together, nice family hug? I’ve given him enough hugs. He’s given me enough disappointments.

If you don’t care — or can dismiss anything unpleasant as being a nonissue — then it’s much harder to be hurt.  Isn’t that convenient?

However, notice that House does not have many friends (…and poor Wilson!).  He’s semi-miserable and no one can ever make him feel better.  Even the drugs aren’t doing it.

Okay, so I’m not House, but I am pretty good at always being okay.  I hate the thought of others suspecting that there’s something wrong.  I told my therapist the other day that it literally HURTS to be not-okay in front of someone else.  It’s hard for me to explain why, but I just hate it.  I would respond just like Chase: “Why does everybody need to know my business?”  My mantra is, “If said person is not really in my everyday life and is not someone that I need to turn to for support, then why do they need to know if I’m struggling?”

“I don’t care” is in a way an ugly way of saying “I’ve reset my expectations.”  Chase’s dad was never going to be reliable.  He wasn’t going to play the father role that Chase needed.  He learned that and adapted.  Personally, I think that’s a relatively healthy response (especially if the alternative is continually being re-upset every time you dad doesn’t show up, for the rest of your life).

I think that it’s important to find support in other places if you can’t get it from your parents.  That said, I also don’t think you can get over the loss of that relationship 100%.  He still wishes that things could be different between them, and he was bothered by his dad’s being there because it is still a sore spot for Chase.  Having a hundred caring friends is still just not the same.  You try and get the support that you need from other people, and that does help.  And you grieve the loss of that relationship, which sucks, but also helps.  But…. still, that longing does not completely disappear (okay, clearly I am talking about myself now and not so much Chase).

My point of all of this (which I am not doing a good job of expressing) is that just not caring does have its advantages.  Life is much simpler when everything is “okay.”  You’re not disappointed if you set the bar low.  However, by lowering your expectations like this, you are also isolating yourself more.  It gets lonely and frustrating when you won’t let others in.  Because I can’t stand the thought of struggling when out with others, I am left to deal with all of the emotions on my own.  By eliminating the possibility of being disappointed, I think that I also eliminate my chances of feeling better.

When I think about all of the people that I care about, the ones closest to me are those who know what’s going on in my life.  We talk about more than just coffee, the weather, our pets, television, work, etc.  It’s that humanness of NOT always being okay that makes us care about one another.  While it is definitely adaptive in some circumstances to re-evaluate what realistic expectations for that relationship are, I personally can’t turn that caring / trusting thing on and off.  Chase did have an honest conversation about the relationship he has with his dad (albeit, the conversation was not his idea and it was with House…), and they clearly left on a better foot than they started on.  I think he feels at least a little bit better.  House, who has “no personal life,” though, likely went home and sat his couch by myself, popping vicodin.   Having no personal life is not that clever.

I’m so okay that I’m boring

February 22, 2009

Chase: You don’t let other people’s problems affect you. You don’t let your own problems affect you, and it’s the screw-ups that make us interesting. You’re never out of control, which is good… and boring. Never losing control means you’re never putting yourself out there, never pushing your limits.

— House MD, Lucky Thirteen

The problem with perfection (ha, that’s ironic): it’s boring. There’s nothing “special” about seeming perfect. And yet, I still strive for it. I want for everything to be “correct.”

I want to….

  • always get good grades
  • never appear to have any problems
  • not struggle with anything
  • never screw up
  • never need help
  • handle everything with grace, unflinchingly
  • be completely independent
  • never seem disappointed or hurt or angry
  • always be positive
  • seem to get along with everyone
  • have only good relationships

etc, etc, etc. I don’t ever want anyone to think that something is wrong. I don’t want to seem vulnerable or not-okay. I just want everything to always seem okay (well, and to be okay, but I’ll settle for “seem”).

And this makes me boring. Chase hits the nail on the head with why: “Never losing control means you’re never putting yourself out there.” Relationships require for you to put yourself out there–to be vulnerable and relatable and imperfect. The friends that I am closest to are those who have seen me NOT okay. They know that I have issues with eating and depression… they know I don’t agree with my fiance 100% of the time… they know that things are weird between me and my parents. They know that I get overwhelmed with work and that there are coworkers who really get to me. They know there are a lot of things that I really suck at (like trying to learn a foreign language, most team sports, and cooking).

When I think about it, I am essentially putting so much time and energy into being boring. And maybe I could justify boring as feeling better (being in control, not being as affected by things, minimizing negative interactions and consequences), I think it just feels safer–not better. Because when you never let your guard down, you never let people in. If you never admit that you’re not okay, how can anyone ever help you feel better?

I'm so okay that I'm boring

February 22, 2009

Chase: You don’t let other people’s problems affect you. You don’t let your own problems affect you, and it’s the screw-ups that make us interesting. You’re never out of control, which is good… and boring. Never losing control means you’re never putting yourself out there, never pushing your limits.

— House MD, Lucky Thirteen

The problem with perfection (ha, that’s ironic): it’s boring. There’s nothing “special” about seeming perfect. And yet, I still strive for it. I want for everything to be “correct.”

I want to….

  • always get good grades
  • never appear to have any problems
  • not struggle with anything
  • never screw up
  • never need help
  • handle everything with grace, unflinchingly
  • be completely independent
  • never seem disappointed or hurt or angry
  • always be positive
  • seem to get along with everyone
  • have only good relationships

etc, etc, etc. I don’t ever want anyone to think that something is wrong. I don’t want to seem vulnerable or not-okay. I just want everything to always seem okay (well, and to be okay, but I’ll settle for “seem”).

And this makes me boring. Chase hits the nail on the head with why: “Never losing control means you’re never putting yourself out there.” Relationships require for you to put yourself out there–to be vulnerable and relatable and imperfect. The friends that I am closest to are those who have seen me NOT okay. They know that I have issues with eating and depression… they know I don’t agree with my fiance 100% of the time… they know that things are weird between me and my parents. They know that I get overwhelmed with work and that there are coworkers who really get to me. They know there are a lot of things that I really suck at (like trying to learn a foreign language, most team sports, and cooking).

When I think about it, I am essentially putting so much time and energy into being boring. And maybe I could justify boring as feeling better (being in control, not being as affected by things, minimizing negative interactions and consequences), I think it just feels safer–not better. Because when you never let your guard down, you never let people in. If you never admit that you’re not okay, how can anyone ever help you feel better?

House, leashes, and noncompliance.

January 21, 2009

Dr. Wilson: House! Why the hell did you let an unstable patient wander the hallways?!
Dr. House: His leash broke.

I’ve always found the transition between “treatment” and the “real world” fascinating. One minute you are a “real adult” — you can drive your car, eat what you want, walk the dog, go to work, go on a vacation, make bad choices, make good choices… but as soon as you walk through those treatment-center doors, all of these adult “privileges” are revoked. Your purse and coat is locked up — you can’t carry your keys, because what if you tried to leave during the day? You ask permission to use the bathroom. Some people have to count while in the bathroom. You can have one packet of salt with your meal. No caffeine. No, you can’t see your weight–stand backwards on the scale.

house-wilsonAnd this isn’t just with residential treatment… but with day treatment or even IOP! Which makes it even more bizarre, because you wake up an adult, spend your day as a five-year old, and go to bed again that night as an adult.

I understand that it has to work this way for a couple of reasons:

  1. There can be kleptomaniac patients.
  2. Maybe someone is sick enough that they would get pissed off during a group and try to run off.
  3. Treatment is about normalizing eating — which means not using 10 packets of salt on your meal.
  4. Having unlocked bathrooms can create unnecessary temptations to purge. You’re there to work through the uncomfortableness of whatever you bring up in therapy and the normalness of the meals… without being able to use symptoms.
  5. It’s easier to do okay when it’s not your choice, because then you don’t feel guilty. You didn’t give yourself permission to eat the meal — you HAD to eat it.
  6. Not stressing over even the little things gives you more room to concentrate on the therapy.

There are already so many regulations in place. You are already being rewarded for eating and for drawing pictures in art therapy and for talking about whatever important issue. Heck, I have gotten praise for sitting still! (“grey, you sat still much longer than usual today — that’s definitely an improvement and I think that you need to learn to celebrate your accomplishments). So, when patients still find some way to evade the rules or act ridiculously helpless it irks me to no end.

I can relate to this House quote and the frustration of being in treatment with impossible patients. I understand having a hard time. You’re not always compliant in treatment because by nature, eating disorders are manipulative. But… the staff already has you on a leash. You don’t have responsibilities and you’re already being monitored. If you’re going to bring an extra set of keys with you to day treatment so that you can escape mid-morning and avoid lunch, the staff isn’t going to chase you. They shouldn’t have to!

Both inside and outside of treatment, you ARE still an adult. You still have some responsibility in cooperating. It’s the treatment center’s job to keep you as safe as possible and to reduce ED triggers and temptations. Therapists and counselors are there to help you in this already rigidly-structured environment — they can’t babysit you.