by Marketing Resident | Mar 10, 2023 | self improvement
A funny thing happened in our on-campus gym the other day, something that reminded me of negativity bias.
A song came on, and my friend commented that he loved it but couldn’t remember the name. I loved the song too and couldn’t place the name. Then it hit me like a brick. Not only did I remember the artist and title, but I also remembered that I worked on that song and won a Grammy for my contribution. What an eye-opening moment.
Why do I remember all my losses in pristine detail but rarely my wins?
Why do negatives take up so much of my energy instead of positives?
Negativity Bias: Am I that big of a pessimist?
Maybe not. “Negativity bias” is our tendency to remember negative experiences and dwell on them. Negativity bias means we feel the sting of a rebuke more powerfully than the joy of success.
I love basketball. I can win 20 games in a row. But if I lose just one, I’ll ruminate on that single loss, replaying all the moments I could have performed better. Do I take negative bias to an extreme? Even professionals miss a shot, strike out, or drop a pass. Why do I think I have to be perfect?
I want to be the guy who can forget the previous play and move on.
I find it challenging to pinpoint when this thought behavior began. Rarely, if ever, did I get in trouble as a child. I was generally a quiet kid. My parents weren’t demanding regarding school, and I always enjoyed doing well. I felt like it was expected, and the work came relatively easily. I took pride in my grades without much motivation from my parents. School was a breeze.
Maybe school came too easy for me, so when I got into the world and experienced failure, I wasn’t prepared?
Case in point: I took Calculus during my first year of college and bombed it, even though math was my favorite subject. It was the first time I failed at any academic endeavor. It crushed me. I didn’t know how to process it. I left that school after just a quarter and essentially gave up on college. Hello avoidance, my old friend….
My divorce is another major “collapse” in my life that never fails to halt me in my tracks. I made my vows with the full intention of fulfilling those solemn promises. The disintegration of that relationship and the toll it has taken on my children haunts me. Even in times of prosperity, my mind replays the horrible life decisions I made during that time. “Selfish” is the only word that can describe my state of mind. My addiction was my priority, not my family. It is an awful feeling, a dirty mirror.
And so it is negativity bias that has fed my inability to achieve long-term sobriety.
Over the years, I’ve tried quitting cold turkey, obtaining stints of sobriety that lasted a month or two. Before my daughter was born, I stopped for six months, throwing myself into fitness (running and weight training), and I was able to find a balance in my life.
The day after my daughter was born, I celebrated her birth by buying a half pint of vodka, and it went downhill from there.
I attended one other recovery program before No Longer Bound, and I stayed sober for nine months. Things were good; my ex-wife and I were building a healthy co-parenting relationship, my kids looked forward to seeing me, and I received a job promotion. Then one sunny summer day at Piedmont Park, I convinced myself it was okay to have a beer. Slowly, my life slipped back into a destructive cycle, each failure building on the last. Every time I get overconfident, it leads to disaster.
Negativity bias: Discarding all the progress and sobriety I had achieved over nine months, I focused only on my failure.
Talking with my therapist at No Longer Bound, I’ve realized I’m an “all or nothing” guy. If I complete a job and receive one piece of criticism, I tell myself that I did horribly. If I tell a joke and one person doesn’t laugh, then I’m not funny. If I were sober for six months and had one drink, I failed at sobriety — so I might as well drink until I can’t feel anymore. My fear of making a mistake paralyzes me. My inability to take risks and put myself out there has no doubt cost me countless opportunities.
Negativity bias feeds my depression and anxiety like an all-you-can-eat buffet. By not valuing my achievements in life, I undermine their significance while simultaneously inflating negative experiences. This dichotomy makes balance in my life incredibly difficult. I always feel like I’m swimming upstream.
“I’ve grown most not from victories but setbacks. If winning is God’s reward, then losing is how he teaches us.” – Serena Williams.
What an inspiring way to re-frame the perception of losing. The most accomplished female athlete of all time probably knows a thing or two. Her approach to losing can be applied to all aspects of my life.
At No Longer Bound I have an opportunity to make mistakes with a safety net of brothers, counselors, and mentors.
People who can help me change my perspective of negatives, appreciating them as learning experiences instead.
Fighting negative bias requires me to be present and grateful. In being present, I acknowledge that I cannot change the past, and I’m not the feeling associated with the past. With presence comes gratitude, optimism, forgiveness, and compassion.
As with everything in my life, I don’t expect to make this change immediately. It will take time and practice. Here, I can be reminded that I won’t get everything right the first time, and it’s okay. Ironically, this attempt to change will be filled with failures, each one being a lesson to build on and never give up.
by Marketing Resident | Feb 23, 2022 | Faith-Based Recovery
Michael L’s entrance into No Longer Bound 13 months ago was, essentially, a plea deal.
His other options could be considered shock therapy.
“I was either going to prison, or I was going to die,” he indicated.
Michael graduated in January, but has remained on campus as an intern in the Resident Tech department. His drug-addiction odyssey features influence and abetment from, or through, sources from which you’d expect the opposite:
- First his older brother contributed by inviting a 14-year-old Michael to join him and friends in the family’s basement to smoke marijuana and drink alcohol.
- Then, unwittingly, his surgeon prescribed an over-abundance of pain-killing opiates following a knee repair, enabling Michael to over-indulge.
- A court-ordered rehab stint connected an 18-year-old Michael with some deplorable mentors: older, more seasoned drug users who planted a desire for heavier drugs that would emerge after a drug-free interlude of about nine months.
- Treatment in drug court, an alternative to incarceration, although completed successfully gained Michael a female companion, whose relapse may have precipitated his own – with tragic consequences.
Michael’s first drug bust came as a high school senior, somewhere between the football scholarship he turned down in hopes of landing an offer to play baseball, and foregoing his senior baseball season out of resentment for a coach he believes turned him into the law.
Some of Michael’s reflections,
in his own words.
Reflections on Graduating from Treatment: The 10 years before NLB
The 10 years between high school and No Longer Bound included ruptured family relations, homelessness, drug dealing, brief periods of sobriety, lock-ups in county jails, escalation into methamphetamines and heroin, and the aforementioned barely survived drug overdoses.
“I found myself down in south Florida treatment hopping. From one treatment to the next, getting kicked out, trying another one. That was tough. I never had a stable place to live, never had any stability in my life at all. It was hard to live like that.”
An NLB grad then dating Michael’s sister suggested No Longer Bound, and the grad’s mother helped get Michael to Atlanta, while an attorney persuaded a judge to give a year-long, faith-based program a chance.
“At first, I went through a lot,” said Michael. “I actually came in fresh off of drugs, so I had to detox. I’d say the first two to three months were probably the toughest for me. I didn’t know anybody; I wasn’t sure how to acclimate. But the thing that stuck with me was I knew I couldn’t leave because I’d have a warrant out for my arrest.”
A pinnacle moment occurred when…
Michael fulfilled a class assignment by writing a grieving letter to his deceased girlfriend, then reading it at her grave site while accompanied by a counselor and classmates. He described the episode in a social media post last October:
The night before, I sat on the stool during house church and asked for prayer. TJ prayed, ‘God take him by the right hand and lead him where he needs to go.’ Austin prayed, ‘Be not afraid, because that’s what God tells people in the Bible when something big is going to happen.’
prayed for help and guidance, making it known I wasn’t even sure if God was listening or out there.
next morning, standing in the cemetery, the engraving on her grave marker said,
em>For I am the Lord your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, ‘Do not fear; I will help you. (Isaiah 41:13)
at campus, Austin wrote me a letter saying “… I know God heard us last night and heard you today, because I prayed for you Be Not Afraid and TJ prayed that God would take you by the right hand and guide you.”
was in shock, realizing God was doing something for me I could not do for myself. This was enough for me to know, without a doubt, something is out there listening to us and that it is time I allow it into my life.”
Apparently, God proved Himself to a once-doubting Michael.
“I would say the peak at No Longer Bound is establishing a good relationship with God, and having counsel around me to help guide me do so. Once I wrapped my head around that, I really just sold out.”
Michael will apply his life experiences in a Philippians 3:13-14 type of way …. forgetting what lies behind … pressing on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
Reflections on Graduating from Treatment: Two-a-Days
Offering encouragement at his graduation, Bill Eubanks, one of the senior recovery specialists, put the heart-wrenching assignments that brought about Michael’s transformation into perspective for the one-time high school football star.
“It was like two-a-days,” said Eubanks, referring to grueling preseason football training, “and now it’s game time.”
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by Marketing Resident | Jun 28, 2021 | Faith-Based Recovery, Long-Term Treatment
In January 2021 I was a few planned steps from killing myself.
By the 19th I was putting my head on a pillow in No Longer Bound, in their one year program. If they couldn’t fix me, they said God could.
I came in as a drunk who no longer had the will to fight, and I was told I was dumb or crazy for choosing a year-long program for my first try. The thing about me is, I don’t do things half-heartedly. When I drank, I drank everything. If I smoked, I smoked it all. When I ruined my relationships, I ruined them completely. And when I burned bridges there wasn’t even ash left for the wind to blow.
Did I need a one year program to help save my life? Absolutely.
I need more. Because I still am not ready. Given the opportunity, I would go back to day one again if needed. I want to be in a community that is responsible, where accountability and transparency are the goals. And I do not have the social skills or the transparency to go on my own way. I do not have the tools in place.
I have pains in my life that hurt me and hurt everyone around me. And I have issues I cannot fix. I know what I once did to help myself. However, it is only more pain dressed up in a nice bottle found at the liquor store. Alcohol nearly killed me and it is still waiting for me so it can finish the job.
I cannot go home. And I cannot be trusted to keep myself healthy.
I cannot trust that I won’t accept the permanent outcome I was willingly pursuing 149 days ago.
Thinking back, I was a walking, at times, stumbling, sometimes crawling, mess of a man. Often times finding myself lost, literally and figuratively, angry, confused, and in a constant need to be as drunk as possible. Drinking was me. Drinking decided when I would talk, who I would talk to, who I would be with, when I would be happy, angry, or sick, when I would work, when I would sleep, what quality sleep I would get, and how much money I would have. The fact that I had a problem for so long without getting help and changing disappoints me to this day.
I could lie and say I came here for myself, but I won’t.
I came because I was afraid of where I would end up if I killed myself. And I came to save a relationship with a woman. I came to save relationships within my family. However, I am staying for myself. It’s ok to be selfish. I was selfish in addiction more than I care to admit. But now, I’m not ashamed of how selfish I am willing to be. I am willing to do what it takes to get healthy.
I was mad at the world because when I was eight, a man chose to abuse me. And I was angry because a drink in a bottle made me feel better until it made me a complete idiot. I was mad because every relationship ended because I would disregard their feelings and well-being. Every time I chose to put a bottle to my lips, I was agreeing to one day say goodbye to everything and every one good in my life. As long as I had my drink I could be completely vile and pass out being in peace. I might regret it in the morning, but I would be drunk a couple of hours later, and it would cease to matter.
But I could not love myself, let alone anyone else. I could not respect myself enough to understand what it took to be a decent human being. The concept of living as a proper man was foreign to me. I was, and remain, broken in many ways when it comes to showing and receiving healthy love. It is something I have struggled with since that day when I was eight.
I was angry at God for taking my daughter.
And I still am. I am angry when I think about laying on her mother’s stomach, feeling her kick and talking to her. And I become angrier when I think of no longer feeling the kicks or any movement at all. I was mad when, without warning, my daughter was taken. And I was mad at myself for everything I have ever done in my life, as well as the things I was too cowardly to attempt. I was angry God woke me up in the mornings when the amount of alcohol I consumed would have killed other people.
I am staying because I am tired of hating myself and the world around me. And I am learning that I actually like people, and I like what they like about me. I like that I am a man worth knowing. And I know that I have a lot of work to do, and I know that this is the place to do that work.
I will be here, for the rest of this one year program, and beyond.
Because I am not leaving. I am staying. Because I am stubborn, and God made me that way. And I do not want to return to the man I was. I do not want to stay stagnant where I am, and I will do what it takes to continue healing. For the time being, I will stay where I am. Until the day I can say that I love myself and the people God puts in my world, I will put my head on a pillow here every night, and I will sit in this dining hall every morning.
I was a jobless, disappointing pothead, alcoholic willing to hurt my family.Willing to hurt myself physically and emotionally to escape the feelings that crept up through the cracks. I was a man with pain and fears I have carried since I was a child. Because I was unhealthy and thought love included hurting the people you love because it is their job to love, and support you through all the b.s. you pull. And I thought God was a mean cloud man that did things to hurt the people in situations they could never handle, and one day He judged them for the mistakes they made.
I’m here because none of that is correct.
And I’m here because I was told this place fixes people.
I am here because I want to be fixed.
And I am staying because I’m not done yet.
-Austin
by Marketing Resident | Jun 16, 2021 | Faith-Based Recovery, Long-Term Treatment
Do not judge or you will be judged.
Written By: A No Longer Bound Resident, Austin
When asked, although we may deny the fact, we are all guilty of judging others. It is a human act we all fall to. The definition of the word judgment is the ability to make considered decisions or come to sensible conclusions. The Lord spoke to Samuel and said, “… The LORD doesn’t see things the way you see them. People judge by outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.” (1 Samuel 16:7) And even if we try our best we will fail in this direction every time. In Revelation, a phase in the curriculum here at No Longer Bound, we are asked to look into our judgments. Why we make them, along with the vows we make after the judgments. An example of this would be if someone lied to you and you say, “I hate people that always lie, I would never lie about something like that.” It is a judgment on someone’s motive and a promise to ourselves and others that you would never repeat the action you find offense in.
Press and Print
When we come across judgments in our lives they are often in response to a lie we have believed. We try to guard ourselves against an internal response or irritation felt towards someone else. A trigger we don’t want to be pulled or a button we don’t want to be pushed. When this “lie button” is pushed a judgment is printed and our self-defense is activated and our self-worth is guarded. Often the judgments stem from a belief that is self-damaging and reflected through the judged.
I don’t Have The Power, But God Does
With the direction given to Samuel, the Lord was trying to change our beliefs. Because our responses show we are not effective judges. We have the horrible habit, and practice, of skewing what we think we know with half-truths, mix in assumptions and there is a recipe to make ourselves feel more important. Feeling better about ourselves, in attempts to protect the lies we believe within. Every judgment is passed through an internal filter of predetermined beliefs. Beliefs either learned early in life or experienced throughout life. These judgments are important tools we use to break others down while our vows build us up. Vows and judgments separate us from others due to the protection of false beliefs through a power stemming entirely from ourselves. Our vows are made up of “I” statements and a belief that “I have the power” to refrain from the action without God’s help. With this separation from God’s help, we also separate from others. Although we all want connection we fail to combat our emotions and internal dialogue with God’s truth.
Destroy What the Enemy Rooted Early On
Once the choice to listen to God’s truth and accept his help is made we begin to destroy the enemy’s work. The enemy has a lot of effort put into some of us a constant war having been waged since we were little. The enemy doesn’t want you to wake up to the true person you are. Your true identity is a threat not only to the enemy but to the status quo of the world. I challenge you to look into the judgments you pass on others. Also view the lies you are protecting with those judgments. Perhaps they are deeply rooted in a learned or experienced tactic of thinking from when you were young or they are newly learned, either way, I challenge everyone to then ask God to show where the lies within yourself dwell and ask for them to be changed.
Partners With God
When we ask God to help us renounce the vows we have set ourselves we enter into a partnership with God himself. Dispelling the unhappiness and resentments we build within by allowing others and yourself grace. once realized and renounced watch how the number of judgments and vows you make decrease in your daily life. Bringing happiness and richer opportunities to get to know others that you may never have given a chance previously in life. Remember the teaching “Do not judge, of you will be judged. For with the same judgment you pronounce, you will be judged; and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.…” (Matthew 7:1)
-Austin
