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Compilation Newsletter No 1

A selection of articles and poetry from previous issues.

In this Issue:

Look Between the Lines.
Methadone.
Let Go . . .
Do We Have A Drug Problem?
Third Annual Turning Point Oration:From Tears To Hope─10/12/99 Melbourne.
Parenting A Heroin User.
Miss Heroin.
Getting Off The Grass:Research On Cognitive Behaviour Therapy
For Cannabis Dependence.
Is Naltrexone A Cure For Heroin Dependence?
Ambivalence.
I Voyager.
Home Detox for Heroin.

Look Between The Lines

I am involved in a `Drug Support' telephone line. Week after week I listen to and console parents regarding their wayward kids. It's heart-rendering. I listen to parents or the users express their fears and concerns. The sheer chaos that comes down the phone line is so distressing. For about half an hour I have a brief insight into what people are experiencing.

Not that I don't know. I have had the benefit of 18 years' experience using drugs, all types of drugs, but mainly heroin. I have never been clean in my life until now. Now I have 12 months up. I am not so far away from drugs that I don't remember. I remember the personal battles it caused me. I remember the daily guilt. I will never forget the pain I caused to those who loved me. And I don't pretend to forget the enjoyment I thought those toxins gave me.

I always thought that I loved heroin. Heroin gave me pleasure, didn't it? Heroin was my release, wasn't it?

I think in the beginning this was exactly what heroin did. In the beginning . . . But later and not so very much later heroin was not so much creating pleasure as it was stopping pain.

My problem was I couldn't distinguish between the two. Everytime I had a taste I thought `this is pleasure' when in fact the only pleasure that I actually felt was the cessation of pain. It got to be that I didn't know the difference. Try and imagine that. The only happiness you will ever experience is when you stop the pain.

All of this I understand better in hindsight. Through most of my using life I never considered stopping, not because I didn't want to but because I couldn't. I mentally and physically could not fight heroin. I had tried, really tried, only to fail and go through all that hard work and be back where I started. So I stopped trying. What was the point of battling mind over body, heart over soul, to go through all that pain and stress to start again at the beginning? I imagine there are a lot of users out there who feel the same.

I was lucky. I know I was lucky. I stayed alive; I didn't get AIDS; I didn't go to jail (God knows I could have). My kids are healthy and my relationship is intact.

Even though I haven't been clean long, I have been clean long enough to know real joy─real happiness─enjoyment from living, not just existing. Laughing and taking pleasure from the simple things in life─like a sunrise─like the smell of flowers─a brilliant star-filled sky. The sun on my back and most importantly, waking up like I've always wanted to─bright and fresh and healthy with my only worry being whether it will rain or not . . . Like a child.

I know I will never use drugs again. I have had distance from them. I can feel now and I can see way into the distance rather than just tomorrow. It's a beautiful life. I know it's early but drugs don't even tempt me these days. I can do things I never believed were possible. Like walk through Cabramatta with a pocket full of money.

When I think of drugs now they frighten me─the way they should have but didn't when I was young. They scare me because they represent taking from me all that I now hold precious. I don't feel guilty anymore. I don't have to guard secrets and watch what I say anymore. I feel useful. I feel worthwhile. I have learnt to love myself a lot and forgive myself a little.

I wish I could give you the answers. When I think back on it, I have to wonder: Why did I get clean? How did I get clean? I've spent a long time thinking about this one. There is no `one size fits all' answer. Part of the solution for me was that I wanted to be clean. The other part of me had no idea what clean was─but somewhere deep down I knew there had to be more to life than this. I was sick for weeks and sometimes I felt like I was going backwards. But I had a good doctor and I was surrounded by good people who believed in me, so eventually I got better─without using.

But that's me. What about all the people who are stuck there. I talk to them. I hear from their relatives. I know how the user feels and I don't underplay it. And I know how the parents feel. I am able to sit on both sides of the fence. I tell each of them what I know. I tell the user there is hope. I tell the parents not to give up hope. Their addict is a person, a person who only acts badly because they are most likely stuck in a rut. They are angry with themselves for feeling weak; they are angry because deep inside they hate hurting the ones they love. They are truly defenceless and their anger is their only weapon. It's a way of pretending that they are happy with their life, and their biggest burden is just you and your interfering ways. They can't change─like I couldn't change─so the best offence is to pretend they don't want to. And frankly, some of them truly don't want to.

I don't tell people who I am or what I've done. I'm not sure how relevant it is. I try to diffuse their anger and their frustration. I offer sympathy and empathy for those who can discern the difference. I offer a shoulder to cry on. I try to give out hope to the most wayward of causes. I believe in what I say and I hope that that in itself will convey my story. I wish I could travel down the telephone cord to those most desperate of families to see them, to touch them, to hold them, until they are spent─to show them that my concern is real and not just a distant voice on a phone.

Each time I finish a shift on the wires I literally feel a bit broken. It's almost like I'm carrying some of the burden. I don't mind. I think it's important. If the people who ring me hang up and feel just a little bit lighter it's all worthwhile. When I put the phone down I just relax and think about each of my calls and go over it in my mind. Could I have said more? Have I helped? I convince myself that this is so and then I am able to let go of you all. If I didn't always feel this way, if I didn't feel a bit bruised, I would not believe that I had connected with you and I would believe my effort was useless.

I never used to feel this way but where there is life, there is hope. Sometimes I admit the burden can become far too overwhelming to carry. When this happens, it is necessary to let go. Your addict may be trying to destroy all those in his path. He may be too angry to live with. Sometimes for your own sanity and the well-being of your family you must step aside. This doesn't mean you will stop loving him; it merely states you need a break. Families become very fragile when you live with drug abuse.

You let them know exactly that─that you love them no matter what. You will support them in their darkest hour and you will always be there, but you need respite. Everyone needs respite even those who are addicted.

Try and remember that no matter how bad life gets, no matter how ugly your addict becomes, he is still a person─only this person has lost his dreams. He never feels good unless he has the drug. The drug allows him to dream, if only for a moment. But he pays a price. He doesn't always know this because he lives on borrowed credits, always promising to cash in on another day, a better week. This is the nature of the drug, not the person.

But if you look very closely, underneath that metal armour which every user needs to wear, you will see a semblance of someone you use to know. Just look between the lines.

Anonymous (March 2000 issue)

Methadone

Extract from Paul Little's Arrested Development: The Aaron Cohen Story

Liquid handcuffs addicts resentfully call it, with their penchant for making things just a little more dramatic than is necessary, but also reflecting the view that treating heroin dependence with methadone is merely substituting one addiction for another. The term refers to the fact that methadone normally can be obtained only in one- or two-dose amounts and thus requires drug users never to be more than 24 hours from their source, severely limiting their freedom of movement.

But the phrase also acknowledges that the use of methadone is closely linked to the confusion between drug addiction as a criminal problem or a health problem.

One of the reasons addiction is still not well managed is that doctors do not want to manage it. With good reason. Buried in the ancestral memory of the medical profession is the aftermath of the Harrison Narcotics Act of 1914, which made prescription of opiates illegal in the United States.

Most addicts then were middle-class white women, and doctors attempted to continue to supply them. The authorities set about to make an example of these doctors, and many were convicted, struck off or jailed. Pretty soon, even the medical schools quietly ceased any discussion of the treatment of addiction. Once addiction became predominantly a problem of the black population, interest in it fell away completely.

Today, doctors who specialise in addiction are seen as─and act as though they are─on the fringes of their profession. (This is where you will find the doctors who still smoke cigarettes.)

In 1914, as now, prohibition alone did not work. Addiction became and remained a criminal problem.

Methadone made it possible for that attitude to change by providing a workable medical treatment for addiction. The drug was developed near the end of World War II when Nazi scientists, running low on morphine, developed it as a form of pain relief. For a long time that was seen as the extent of its usefulness.

If any one person was responsible for discovering there was more to it, it was Dr Marie Nyswander, the founding mother of methadone maintenance treatment for the relief of opiate addiction and author, in 1956 of The Drug Addict as a Patient, a book which, as its title made explicit, radically rethought the problem of addiction and its treatment.

Nyswander stumbled upon the effectiveness of methadone by accident. She and Dr Vincent Dole had been working with addict inmates in Lexington, Kentucky, trying to find levels of an opiate─any opiate─that would maintain them in some sort of equilibrium. The experiment seemed to have failed, and her team decided to detox the patients and end it. To achieve this they gave them high doses of methadone.

And a remarkable thing happened─the focus of the subjects' days started to shift from obsessing about where their next dose of drugs would come from. They began to talk about hobbies, work, education and other interests. The methadone had ended both their craving and their need for a high.

Better yet, it turned out, it also blocked their opiate receptors so that heroin, or any other opiate, would have no effect if taken. Methadone literally sits in the receptor and stops the heroin getting in. It is this attribute which makes it so effective.

There are those who will say that the main difference between heroin and methadone is that the former is illegal but the latter is not. They have a point. Any drug that can be used can be abused and methadone is no exception. Despite the inferior quality of the stone that can be obtained from it there are still people─drug experimenters at the so-dumb-they'll-try-anything end of the spectrum─who will take it `recreationally'. The difference between its effects and those of heroin for the user is roughly the same as that between calf's liver and foie gras for the gourmet.

This is how people abuse methadone. If you don't have a prescription, you need someone who does to get it for you. They will go to the chemist for their orally administered dose and, by sleight of mouth, either dribble it into a phial around their neck or go outside and expectorate it into a container.

Most would-be abusers swallow it. Some─doubtless seeing themselves as purists─insist on injecting it. This can cause large pullulating abscesses on their arms due to the extra bacteria they have shot up along with their treat.

But for addicts on a responsibly managed methadone maintenance program, the effect of the drug is in its own way as much of a life-altering experience as heroin. It is safe─when it hasn't been diluted with orange juice and left where the kids can get it. (Although people can overdose on methadone the risk is low because, unlike street smack, it comes in reliably measured doses.) Unlike heroin it tends not to increase tolerance so that bigger doses are necessary to achieve the same effect. It improves intellectual and sexual functioning, allows people to have jobs and relationships, improves general health, lets people experience emotions and respond empathically to fellow humans, even restoring the normal relationships which were sundered by addiction. It allows people to feel pain, and to be prescribed effective pain relief.

For a portion of non-drug using members of society, methadone is an acceptable treatment not because it improves the lot of junkies but because it improves their own quality of lives by reducing the crime committed to feed addictions and, in the days before needle exchange programs, it reduced the risk of HIV/AIDS transmission in the community by obviating the use of needles.

Methadone has indeed saved more lives than those of drug users─people who weren't murdered in the course of burglaries committed to feed habits, family members who weren't driven to despair by addicted children or parents, children who were born and raised by addicts who otherwise would have struggled constantly just to maintain their habits.

Recently, other pharmaceutical treatments─notably Naltrexone and Buprenorphine─have been advanced as superior remedies for addiction. They may indeed have the capacity to end addiction once and for all. But as of now they have their own drawbacks and await further research and possible improvement.

Methadone is not a cure. There is a high level of relapse into opiate addiction from people who attempt to go off it in any but a rigidly controlled manner. But at this time, methadone, for all its failings, is still the best hope an addict has of leading anything like a normal life.

(August 2000 issue)

Let Go . . .

to `let go' does not mean to stop caring,

it means I can't do it for someone else

to `let go' is not to cut myself off,

it's the realisation I can't control another

to `let go' is not to enable,

but to allow learning from natural consequences

to `let go' is to admit powerlessness,

which means the outcome is not in my hands

to `let go' is not to try to change or blame another,

it's to make the most of myself

to `let go' is not to care for, but to care about

to `let go' is not to fix, but to be supportive

to `let go' is not to judge,

but to allow another to be a human being

to `let go' is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,

but to allow others to affect their destinies

to `let go' is not to be protective,

it's to permit another to face reality

to `let go' is not to deny, but to accept

to `let go' is not to nag, scold or argue,

but instead to search out my own shortcoming and correct them

to `let go' is not to adjust everything to my desires,

but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it

to `let go' is not to criticise and regulate anybody,

but to try to become what I dream I can be

to `let go' is not to regret the past,

but to grow and live for the future

to `let go' is to fear less and love more.

Anonymous (September 1999 issue)

Do We Have A Drug Problem?

Tony Trimingham

Living with a drug user can be a long and difficult process. From the early stages of experimentation which can cause confusion in the family─you probably recognise the symptoms─sleeping in the day time, staying up all night, secret bedroom sessions with friends, secretive behaviour, eating lots of munchies, moodiness, not talking, phone calls from strange sounding people. Are they on drugs? or just adolescents acting like adolescents.

The adolescent `rite of passage' is a key time and it is important families allow the transition by accepting and respecting change, differences, boundaries, personal space and seemingly bizarre behaviour. Never an easy time and of course these days drug experimentation may be central in the teenager's lifestyle. In `doing the right thing' in allowing the transition time to occur by not intervening in a controlling or directing way we may of course unwittingly be allowing the germination of more dangerous drug use developments.

It is a `damned if you do─damned if you don't' scenario because coming the heavy will usually meet with resistance, underground activity and more of the negative activity you are trying to prevent. It is important to understand that over 90% of all teenage drug experimenters do not become long term users and abandon drug use as they take on the responsibilities of adult life.

Most of you reading this article will not fall into this category. Unfortunately you will belong to those for whom the problems associated with drug use have escalated.

At some point the negative impact of the drug use will become apparent and all the worrying behaviour can be explained. The discovery that drug taking is the cause of the negative behaviour may raise more fear and anxiety than that caused by the previous state of denial.

`We knew there was something wrong, he never had any money, looked terrible and stopped talking to us─we even discussed drugs but he always convinced us he wouldn't take hard drugs. We even found a needle once and he convinced us it was his mate's diabetic syringe. Then a summons arrived for him─I couldn't help myself─I tore it open and discovered he was charged with possessing heroin. What the hell are we going to do?'

Our society, despite the prevalence of drugs, still lives in denial. It is always someone else's problem─nothing prepares us for the realisation that it is happening to us. `It happened so quickly ─last summer we were a family having days at the beach─she was having fun─normal and healthy. She went back to school within weeks she had changed─different friends, moodiness, ignoring me and her sisters. One day she was asleep on the sofa and as her arm hung from the edge I saw the needle marks.'

The immediate shock gives way to a realisation of two aspects.

1. One of their children is a drug user─how is this to be dealt with?

2. This is seen as a reflection on the parents as an individual/couple. `Where did we go wrong?'

The other major aspect of this stage of realisation is how little we know about drugs and drug taking. We have read and seen the media─simplistic messages, stereotyping, negative labelling. Suddenly the `War on drugs' means our children are the enemy.

Anxiety becomes our constant companion. Will they be all right? Will they get sick? Will they die? Will they end up in jail? Will they deal, steal, prostitute themselves? Will they ever be the same again? Will our family survive? This sort of anxiety can produce severe physical, psychological, and behavioural symptoms that can detrimentally affect relationships. Worry can give way to chronic stress that needs attention.

In most families these early stages take place secretly. Shame and embarrassment are key factors and there is a normal tendency to keep it `within the family'. Even other family members─parents, siblings and close friends are kept in the dark because of the shame factor.

(December 1998 issue)

Third Annual Turning Point Oration:

From Tears To Hope─10/12/99 Melbourne

Tony Trimingham was invited to give the Annual Turning Point Oration following in the footsteps of Deputy Police Commissioner Neil Comrie and then Premier Jeff Kennett.

Thank you for your kind invitation to give this talk. I only hope I will be around in 12 months' time, unlike one of my predecessors.

Last Tuesday I was driving to an appointment in Sydney─it was a beautiful summer's day, the radio airwaves were full of Australia's successes in the Davis Cup and the cricket against Pakistan. It seemed incredible that I was actually going to an event at NDARC that would see Australia collect another championship─this one we could do without─the releasing of figures which stated that we had the highest rate of heroin overdose deaths in the world.

It seems incredible, doesn't it─the paradox of everything that is good about Australia and the fact we are losing more of our young people than ever to drugs, suicide and alcohol-related traffic accidents.

Seven hundred and thirty-seven deaths in 1998, in the population 15 to 44, with every indication that the figure will hit over a thousand in 1999. I now want to show some pictures of Damien's life because when we quote statistics it's easy to lose track of the fact that we are actually talking about real people: someone's son or daughter, partner, brother sister or friend.

Damien was 23 when he died. He was white, Anglo-Saxon and I guess, middle-class. He could have been female, 14 or 40, black, Asian or European, from a poor or rich family, from Toorak, Dubbo, Alice Springs or Cabramatta. If you remember nothing else about this morning I hope these images will remain with you─especially when you hear comments about junkies which reinforce the stereotype. The most sickening thing for me to hear is that 2500 people have died since he lost his life.

As well as showing pictures of Damien's life and death, I am including at the end some photos of people who have died in the last 12 months. These are loved ones of attendees at our recent Memorial Service in Sydney.

As you can see from these slides, Damien was a talented person. State champion athlete, elite footballer, prefect, house captain, actor, poet and musician. He was loved by all his friends─and their parents. He was at times a person who lived close to the edge─he was fearless on the football field. In past eras he would have been first in line to enlist for battle etc. He had many fine qualities but he was certainly no angel, often getting into strife in his adolescence. The first substances he used were alcohol and tobacco as a young teenager and he used his share of cannabis. When he left Chatswood High School in 1992 there was no heroin in or around that school─something which, I found out on a return visit to speak last year, has changed dramatically. Two 13-year-old girls admitted to me they were using. Up to the time that he was introduced to heroin along with his girlfriend about 16 months prior to his death, he had been in a stable job as manager of a service station and his girlfriend of three years was employed as a hairdresser.

Damien had often expressed his negativity to hard drugs and so when I saw signs that caused concern─change in eating and sleeping habits, constant lack of money, niggling health problems and, when I questioned him and got the answer, `don't be stupid, Dad. Do you think I'm crazy!', I breathed a sigh of relief. What I didn't know until June 1996 was that he had developed a severe habit over an eight month period. Another couple, including Damien's best friend, had persuaded them to try it and what started as a social experiment quickly developed into a costly and isolating activity.

When we finally found out about everything we discovered that he and his girlfriend had been using about $600 a day. They had gone through their combined savings─about $30,000. Sold all their property of value and borrowed extensively from friends and strangers. They had stopped paying their rent and bills and I believe they were probably one step away from crime when his girlfriend's father discovered their debts and confronted them. I returned from a trip to England to find Damien on my doorstop with his sad and sorry tale.

Like most parents I was totally unprepared and unable to deal with the news. My emotions were a mixture of disbelief, anger and most of all fear. Unable to get much help or support from the services that I contacted, I packed him off to my daughter's place in the Blue Mountains. I had no idea what I was putting her through─somehow she and Damien managed to survive a cold turkey withdrawal. At that time I was using all the normal but negative coping strategies─denial, anger and self-blame.

My major denial came shortly after─ when I thought that because he had stopped using, we were through most of the danger. It's common in these situations for families to breathe a sigh of relief and think their problems are over. For the next eight months Damien was largely drug-free, occasionally drinking heavily and weighed down with guilt and a sense of failure. He felt he'd lost all his friends. There were often times of optimism ─he started mountain climbing, took up rugby training and had developed a new relationship.

What I didn't discover until reading his diary and journal after he died, was that in times of bleak despair he would take off for the city, secure some heroin, use it in a sordid isolated place like a back alley or public toilet, sleep it off and then return to the mountains. It was on the third or fourth of these trips that he died in February 1997.

After an argument with his girlfriend, a heavy drinking session, he drew his last $50 out of his bank account and caught the 7.30 train from Katoomba. Getting off at Central Station he walked to Bourke Street Pharmacy at Taylor Square where he bought his needle fits. This pharmacy normally turns over 8000 syringes in a week─the week of Damien's death was Gay Mardi Gras week and they supplied 15,000 that week.

He was discovered by a security guard in the stairwell of St Margaret's Hospital, Surry Hills─ironically the hospital of his birth. By the time the guard called for back-up and then called an ambulance, Damien had died.

It was to be three days before I was informed of his death─by telephone. Three months later when I got the autopsy report it told me how healthy he was. Not a thing wrong with any of his vital organs─he had the body of an athlete.

To lose a child to an early death is devastating─to find that the death was totally preventable is tragic. On top of this, to realise that in the eyes of the law and our society he died a criminal is heartbreak beyond belief. Three Families a day in Australia are going through this kind of heartbreak.

In the part of my grief process, about six months later, when I was in a real trough of depression, with no appetite for anything and nothing to look forward to, just going through the motions of living, Justice James Wood handed down the findings of his Royal Commission into Police Corruption, Paedophilia and drugs in NSW.

I could not believe the reaction of politicians from both sides to his recommendations regarding heroin, such as injecting rooms and heroin trials. It all seemed just too difficult for them. One evening, after listening to a politician ducking and weaving, I couldn't sleep. I got up at three in the morning and wrote a letter to the Sydney Morning Herald. After the letter was published there was significant media interest and eventually our story featured in the TV show `Witness'.

My phone started ringing and didn't stop for a week. Letters from parents were forwarded on from the newspaper. Most of the phone calls and letters were from family members of drug users. One of the first people who contacted me was the only child of the great Doc Evatt. She shared with me the fact that her 19-year-old daughter had died some years earlier from a heroin overdose. Others talked of the shame and stigma─one woman from Queensland had lost three children to heroin. The common thing about these phone calls was that the people were decent people from all walks of life who had done their best in dealing with the drug use. There were common themes: no immediately available detox beds or rehab places; lack of support and even discounting of families by professionals; lack of strategies for coping with all of the issues surrounding the drug use. One woman from a small country town rang about the recent death of her 16-year-old daughter. She talked about her isolation and grief; she talked about the gossip: her daughter was a prostitute, she'd been murdered─all totally untrue. She had become agoraphobic because of her fear of confronting her uncaring community. She was also angry that another family in the town who had lost a child in a rail accident had received emotional and financial support from that same community.

Rev Bill Crews from Ashfield Uniting Church, a man with a history of ministering to minorities, contacted me and said, `Invite all these families to a public meeting.' With little notice we held a meeting at his church─450 people came and Family Drug Support was formed.

Not only did we start an advocacy campaign for families─writing to newspapers and politicians, educating the community, fighting for the rights of users and their families─we also decided to try and address some of the gaps that families were identifying as needing to be filled. Since then we have held our support groups which are an alternative to the 12-step groups like nar-anon and other more directive-orientated tough-love groups. Starting with three groups, we now run twelve a month in Sydney and have others running in country areas like Albury and Wagga. Our bulletin heroInsight, which started as a two-pager, is now a 36-page booklet which goes out bi-monthly to 1800 families across Australia, and contains good up-to-date articles, poems and stories. This issue contains the recent `Call to Consciousness' message to his fellow judges by Justice Wood. We have developed a parent education kit `A Guide to Coping' which contains information and strategies for families with drug problems.

Our major project has been the establishment of our Telephone Support Line, manned 24 hours a day, seven days a week. This 1300 number receives more than 25 calls a day at an average call length of 34 minutes from all over Australia. Not a counselling, information or advice service, this is purely there to lend support and be a listening ear. In eighteen months we have run 12 training courses for 120 volunteers. Most of these volunteers have been personally affected themselves─either having lost children or gone through all the traumas associated with drug-use.

Prior to my involvement in drug and alcohol matters, I had been a counsellor and group leader. For over 20 years I have counselled people with relationship problems and had a lot of experience in assisting people going through separation and divorce. There is a definite process in divorce recovery. Although it was far from apparent at first, I gradually started to observe the process of adjustment and change that occurred for people going though drug crisis. Like myself, the majority of families generally cope inadequately and negatively when first becoming aware of drug problems.

`Control and direction' is often the common strategy used. Fathers want to solve the problems quickly─mothers often become over-responsible and sometimes collude with the drug user to keep things secret from Dad. Relationships get strained, siblings become antagonistic and family systems start to crack. All of these aspects make the feelings of helplessness, confusion and sense of failure even greater. The lure of a `cure' is ever seductive─naltrexone being the most recent `magic bullet'. Just last week I had a sad conversation with a mother who had thought she was home free after rapid opiate de-tox and naltrexone maintenance seemed to have solved all their problems. The side effect of deep depression led him to an overdose death ─she is now tormented by the question of whether it was deliberate or accidental or whether pushing him into the treatment was the right strategy.

I discovered from our earliest group sessions that simple education on things like `The Stages of Change' model, combined with a safe environment to `tell their story', and support, enabled attitudes to change and they started to report positive outcomes and strengthened relationships. Over time I saw fathers whose initial reaction to their sons' activities was to order them out of home, gradually change their attitudes and become supportive and guide them through lapses and other difficulties. I also saw mothers who had previously reclaimed property form hock shops to `keep the peace', start to construct boundaries and engage their user into contracts with workable consequences.

In recent times I have been developing a closed group follow-up to the less formal support group that provides a road map through the process. This group will be called `Stepping Stones to Coping' and will incorporate accepted drug and alcohol theories, like motivational interviewing, combined with the `collective wisdom' of the group members in a model that is easy to understand and interactive.

And wisdom they've got, maybe not in the academic aspects of this issue, but certainly in pain, in perseverance and in unconditional love; some of us with great hindsight, knowledge of intervention and strategies that may help others.

One of the most difficult things for families to come to terms with is that their preferred goal of `getting them off drugs' may not be achievable as quickly or as easily as they would like. Explaining the reality of the `long haul' ─it may take many years to get through the drug-using process─without ever taking their hope away is the most difficult task. Some families enjoy successful outcomes relatively quickly. I know three families whose daughters were entrenched in drug use three years ago. Their similar stories include prostitution, crime and chaos─one young lady is now stable on the methadone program, another totally drug free after getting pregnant and the third enrolled initially in a buprenorphine/methadone double blind trial in Sydney. When she discovered after six months that she was on a high dose of methadone, she determined to get off and in six months had reduced to nil. Other families struggle for years through the ongoing cycle of hope and despair with little apparent progress.

I recently spoke to a Melbourne mum whose son died last November at the age of 31 after eleven years of heroin use ─the astonishing thing was he had de-toxed 41 times in that eleven years. Now here was a young man who wanted to give up but just hadn't been able to! Success is relative with this chronic relapsing condition. Families often ring our line in despair saying they have been trying to get him or her into de-tox for months. He finally went in on Saturday and left after six hours! Their despair turns back to hope again when I say, `Isn't it good that he walked in? Maybe next time he'll stay a bit longer!' Family support seems to be a common denomination in the success stories I've seen.

I want to finish by telling two stories─ one that illustrates the distance we still have to go in overcoming prejudice and stereotyping, the other to illustrate why we must never give up hope and also why, among resourcing prevention, education, treatment, pharmocotherapy and supply reduction, we just have to make some resources available to maintain life.

I spoke to a lady yesterday who rang me in great distress─her son facing a robbery charge because of his drug use had started a methadone regime. Duly convicted, he went into Long Bay Gaol. His methadone dose was 2O mls, which he reported to the prison drug clinic. At his first dose he was mistakenly given 90 mls and needed two shots of narcan to revive him. While waiting to hear of his progress at the prison hospital, a prison guard, who knew she was his mother, spoke loudly enough for her to hear, `Why didn't they just let the junkie die!'

The other story concerns a woman who rang me a while ago and asked me to meet her for coffee. She was a woman in her early 40's who explained to me that she was a general practitioner. To my amazement she confided that up to the age of 29 she had been a heroin user. A prison sentence, two broken marriages, children taken away and attempt at every form of treatment available had got her nowhere. She explained to me that for her the single fact that at 29 she wanted to go to University did it for her. She has never used heroin since. I am sure there are thousands like her who with family support eventually reach their personal `magic moment'. My son never had the opportunity to reach his. We must put in place strategies that allow as many people as possible to remain alive to reach this point. If it takes things that are distasteful, like injecting facilities, heroin trials or even prescription heroin, then for God's sake let's have the courage to do it.

In responding to Tony's speech Professor Margaret Hamilton, Director of Turning Point, Drug and Alcohol Services in Melbourne, said, `Thank you, Tony, for your quite calm messages─for us it was a chance to stop and listen, share and gain some renewed energy at the end of a hectic year when people maybe are a bit tired and jaded. Your way of allowing Damien to speak to us is potent. Damien was not somebody's son ─he was your son. He had a loving supportive family. He had all the attributes and chances for resilience. He should have been low risk for illicit drug trouble─yet he is dead.' Margaret then went on to make a personal apology to families she may have discounted or hurt in her thirty years of work in the field. She agreed that including families in the process was a definite necessity for all professionals.

Parenting A Heroin User

For years now, my daughter has fearlessly─and stupidly (in my opinion)─ridden the back of a heroin addiction. The irony is that I'm a better parent for it.

While she has succumbed to a dangerous, unfocused, total abandonment to this drug, I have come to completely accept her, love her, and continue to believe in her. I see her not as I would like her to be, but as she is: A person with a serious problem with drugs.

There are many contradictions in parenting someone who is dependent. I feel an excruciating sorrow over losing her, yet I am at peace, I stay present for her while at the same time I have let her go. And although my heart is heavy with depression, I feel the lightness of our love for each other.

For a time I struggled to understand my daughter's heroin problem. Finally I discovered─and ultimately accepted─the fact that her dependence makes no sense. I made mistakes but I accept that with my knowledge and awareness at the time I did the best that I could.

For my part, I want to look back at these troubling times and feel at peace with the kind of parent I was. In the meantime, I want to be the kind of parent my dependent daughter needs most right now.

What I believe she needs most is a parent who is stable, resilient and down to earth. She needs a mother to soothe the many bruises on her arms and on her heart. She needs a father to help her focus on her reality. Mine is a still, calm, wise type of parenting that waits for an opportunity to be of real help. In the process, I create the space for my child to seek effective help from other people. This is a gentle parenting that welcomes the Spirit to move and transform both of our lives. Soon I may see my daughter completely recover and prosper.

Most of all, this is a brand of parenting that sets an example for my daughter and can help her decide in what way she can be a good parent to herself.

(October 1999 issue)

Miss Heroin

So now little man─

you've grown tired of your grass

And someone pretending he is your friend

Said `I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin'

Well honey before you start fooling with me

Just let me tell you of how it will be

For I will seduce you and make you my slave

Believe me we sent stronger men to the grave

You think you could never become a disgrace

And end up addicted to poppy seed waste

You start by experimenting one afternoon

And end up asleep in my arms very soon

Then once I have entered deep in your veins

The craving will drive you nearly insane

You'll need lots of money as you have been told

For darling, I am worth more than gold

You'll swindle your mother just for a buck

And turn into someone who's vile and corrupt

You'll mug and steal for the narcotic charms

Then feel so content when I'm in your arms

Then you'll realise the monster inside you has grown

And you solemnly swear to leave me alone

But if you think it's easy, that you've got the knack

Then sweetie, try getting me off your back

The vomit, the cramps, your gut in a knot

The jangling nerves screaming for one more shot

The hot chills, the cold sweat at the withdrawal pains

Can only be saved by my little white grains

So now you return (just as I pretold)

And I know you'll give me your body and soul

You'll give me your morals, your conscience, your heart

And now you are mine till death do us part.

Anonymous (July 1998 issue)

Getting Off The Grass:

Research On Cognitive Behaviour Therapy For Cannabis Dependence

Vaughan Rees, PhD

Although the number of treatment options and the effectiveness of treatments has gradually increased over the past two decades, there has been a traditional lack of effective clinical interventions for cannabis users. This is possibly because cannabis has been viewed as non-dependence forming and, relative to some other drugs of abuse, less harmful. However, there appears to be a big demand for an effective treatment service for cannabis users who would like help in quitting. Anecdotal evidence from cannabis users seeking help suggests that they are discouraged from attending drug treatment agencies and units where preference is given to users of so-called harder' drugs. Some cannabis users have even reported attempting to join 12-step programs such as Alcoholics Anonymous or Narcotics Anonymous, but are often disappointed to find that these organisations are not oriented to meet their specific needs.

The need for appropriate clinical interventions for managing cannabis problems has been promoted by several recent lines of research.

Firstly, there has been increasing recognition of the harms associated with long-term, heavy cannabis use. As well as clear evidence for certain medical and psychological problems, there is also evidence that long-term users have a substantial risk of developing symptoms of cannabis dependence (Hall, Solowij & Lemon, 1994).

The major criteria for diagnosing cannabis dependence include the development of tolerance, evidence of withdrawal symptoms upon cessation of use, cannabis taken in larger amounts or for a longer period of time than intended, unsuccessful efforts to cut down, much time spent using or recovering from its effects, neglect of important social, occupational or recreational activities, and continued use despite knowledge of the onset of medical or psychological harms.

While different treatment options for cannabis cessation have been tried over the past two decades, there has been very little systematic research towards developing a `best practice' model for treating cannabis dependence. To put it simply, we still do not know the most effective and efficient way to provide treatment for cannabis users who want help to quit.

There has been recent promising research on the use of cognitive- behavioural therapeutic techniques in the treatment of cannabis dependence. Cognitive behaviour therapy (CBT) has been demonstrated to have efficacy that is at least as good, if not more effective, that comparable treatment modalities (Andrews, 1991; Barlow & Hofmann, 1997). This includes treatment for abuse and dependence of alcohol and other drugs (Mattick & Jarvis, 1993; Project MATCH Research Group, 1997). The major aim of CBT is to assist clients to manage or overcome the primary problem, i.e. repeated drug use, by developing and using specific skills or techniques. Cognitive techniques assist clients in changing certain thought processes that underlie drug dependence such as control of urges and cravings, improving confidence in resisting drug use, challenging outcome expectancies or beliefs regarding the perceived benefits of drug use, and learning control over irrational or intrusive thoughts that trigger negative emotions and promote drug use. Behavioural techniques generally involve self-monitoring of drug use behaviour and its antecedent mood and craving states, developing alternative activities to drug use, and the adoption of effective coping strategies that can be used when threatened by a high risk or potential relapse situation. Together, cognitive and behavioural techniques provide a powerful `package' for assisting clients to quit drug use, as well as maintaining abstinence in the longer term by preventing relapse (Jarvis, Tebbutt & Mattick, 1995; Marlatt & Gordon, 1985).

Recent research in the United States by Roffman and Stephens has provided the first demonstrations of the effectiveness of CBT in helping long-term users to quit. They used a group-based CBT approach and compared a longer (14 weekly sessions) intervention with a brief (2 sessions) intervention. Both interventions were effective in assisting clients to reduce frequency of smoking or to abstain from cannabis, compared with a no-treatment control group over a 12-month period.

The present research being carried out at NDARC in Sydney was developed in order to meet the demands of the increasing need for effective treatment for cannabis dependence in an Australian context. Our challenge is to develop an intervention that is brief and effective, as well as being appealing to prospective clients. CBT provides promise on all of these counts: it is by nature a briefer form of intervention, and is consistently shown to be of at least equal efficacy to other effective treatment options.

Therefore, we have developed two CBT programs: one of six sessions, and a brief intervention of just one session. There is now a good deal of evidence from the alcohol and tobacco treatment fields which indicates that brief interventions of one session can have considerable impact on an individual's substance use, and compare favourably with multiple sessions interventions (e.g. Heather, 1989).

The present study, which is still in progress, is a randomised controlled trial of the two brief CBT interventions. The purpose of the study is to:

· demonstrate the effectiveness of CBT treatment in helping long-term users to quite; and

· compare the effectiveness of the six-session CBT program against the one-session intervention.

The trial involves allocating clients on a random basis to one of the two CBT treatments, or to a control group in which treatment is delayed until after a six-month follow-up interview.

The success of the treatments will be determined by smoking status six months after finishing treatment, as well as by reductions in:

· level of cannabis use (self-report and urinalysis);

· severity of dependence;

· global cannabis-related problems; and

· adverse psychological symptoms.

Both CBT interventions deal with the person's thoughts, feelings and behaviours that are connected with heavy cannabis smoking. The therapy focuses on the context in which the individual's smoking typically occurs and allows clients to develop skills or strategies for changing the problematic thoughts and behaviours that perpetuate cannabis dependence. These cognitive- behavioural techniques are designed to enable permanent change in the individual's use of cannabis.

At the conclusion of the program, clients are given a booklet which outlines the general details of the session and provides a resource for future reference. This was intended to ensure that clients continued to work on their quit strategy after finishing therapy. (This booklet will be available from NDARC in the near future, as a self-help guide for individuals wishing to quit smoking cannabis.)

The present study is still in progress and so final results are not yet available. At the present stage, over 220 clients have been assessed and either provided with treatment or placed on the waiting list. Follow-up interviews are currently taking place for those clients who have reached the six month time lapse since concluding treatment.

Clients on the waiting list who have completed the follow-up interview are being invited to commence the program and are given the option of receiving either one or six sessions of CBT. Observing clients' preferences for a brief intervention or longer program will also provide us with more information about the attractiveness of the interventions on offer. Ultimately, we hope to be able to provide additional treatment options, with proven effectiveness, for cannabis users who want to quit. Furthermore, users should be able to know which of the two treatment options will be more suitable for clients based on their smoking pattern and readiness to commence quitting.

(May 1998 issue)

Is Naltrexone A Cure For Heroin Dependence?

Source: Medical Journal of Australia

The evidence so far is not promising

(Med.J.Aust., 1999, 171:9-10)

ince July 1997, the Australian media have uncritically reported therapeutic claims that naltrexone, an orally well-absorbed, long-acting opioid antagonist, can be used to `cure' heroin dependence. Naltrexone displaces heroin from opioid receptors in the brain, blocking the effects of any opioid agonists while the patient continues to take it. It has no opioid agonist effects and hence is `non-addictive'.

The current media enthusiasm ignores the reported modest success of naltrexone maintenance in the treatment of heroin dependence over almost 20 years. Research has shown that induction onto naltrexone is difficult, compliance poor, treatment retention disappointing and abstinence an uncommon outcome. More than 20 years ago, the consensus was that naltrexone maintenance has a limited role in treatment of opioid-dependent street users, although it may be useful for drug-dependent professionals and parolees.

Renewed enthusiasm for naltrexone was based on the claim that it can be used to accelerate withdrawal from heroin and other opioids, allowing immediate induction onto naltrexone maintenance. Because naltrexone may precipitate distressing withdrawal symptoms, naltrexone-accelerated withdrawal is performed under general anaesthesia or light sedation (using benzodiazepines and other symptomatic medications). Induction is followed by naltrexone maintenance for six to 12 months.

Media enthusiasm for combined naltrexone-accelerated withdrawal and maintenance has not been shared by many addiction specialists in Australia, the United Kingdom or the United States. They have been concerned that this type of induction adds to the expense and possibly reduces the safety of a relatively ineffective maintenance treatment. However, professional scepticism was overwhelmed by the media's recitation of yet to be published claims that the combined procedure achieved abstinence rates of 70-80 percent at three months.

The article by Bell and colleagues, in this issue of the Journal, is the first peer-reviewed Australian report of naltrexone-accelerated withdrawal under light sedation, followed by naltrexone maintenance. It is a pilot study of 30 patients who were followed up for three months. Although there was no comparison group, the results reinforce the concerns expressed by addiction specialists about the efficacy and safety of naltrexone-accelerated withdrawal and maintenance. Three months after treatment, seven patients (23%) were still abstinent from opioids, only two of whom were still taking naltrexone. One patient had died of a heroin overdose, while most returned to heroin use or methadone maintenance. Of the six (20%) who were still taking naltrexone, four engaged in the risky practice of using heroin after briefly interrupting the naltrexone maintenance.

Patient selection may be one explanation for the marked discrepancy between these results and those reported in the media. Most of the patients in Bell and colleagues' study had long histories of heroin dependence, and half were in methadone maintenance treatment. Although none of these characteristics is said to exclude patients from naltrexone treatment, patients treated in private clinics appear to have much shorter dependence careers and stronger family and social support.

The death observed in this case series, and other deaths overseas, raise concerns about the safety of naltrexone maintenance. These concerns have been dismissed by promoters of naltrexone-accelerated withdrawal, who assert, without evidence, that naltrexone is life-saving. The overdose fatality rate in treated heroin addicts has been estimated at a little less than 1 percent annually. There is no evidence that mortality rates in naltrexone-accelerated withdrawal and maintenance are better than this; they may well be worse, as has been reported in one controlled study.

Strong conclusions should not be drawn about the efficacy of the procedure on the basis of Bell et al's data, even though favourable reports from less rigorously conducted studies have been accepted uncritically. The role of naltrexone (and other agents to assist in opiate withdrawal) in opioid dependence should be clearer on completion in 2001 of controlled trials of the combined procedure, with and without anaesthesia, as part of the National Evaluation of Pharmacotherapies for Opioid Dependence.

In the meantime, thanks to an uncritical media, aggressive marketing and political intervention, Australia is in the midst of a large, uncontrolled experiment using naltrexone-accelerated withdrawal and maintenance to treat unselected opioid-dependent people in the absence of systematic national monitoring of efficacy, safety, or adverse events. It is of particular concern that we have no way of monitoring overdose deaths that may occur when patients discontinue naltrexone maintenance and relapse to heroin use, when research indicates that most unselected patients do return to heroin use.

There are lessons to be learned from the introduction of naltrexone-accelerated withdrawal and maintenance in Australia. Firstly, decision-making about research and service provision for illicit drug dependence requires the same rigour and evidence demanded elsewhere in medicine. In the absence of this evidence, false expectations of cure will continue to be raised and dashed, scarce research and treatment funding will be wasted, and little progress will be made in improving treatment outcomes. Management of drug dependence has more in common with a marathon than a 100m sprint. Secondly, all new interventions in medicine should be assumed ineffective and possibly unsafe until proven otherwise. No good evidence has yet been presented to challenge the assumption that naltrexone, however packaged, is at best, modestly

effective, and at worst, unsafe in management of unselected cases of opioid dependence.

Wayne D Hall

Professor of Drug & Alcohol Studies

National Drug & Alcohol Research Centre

University of NSW, Sydney, NSW

Alex Wodak, Director

Alcohol & Drug Service

St Vincent's Hospital, Sydney, NSW

(September 1999 issue

Ambivalence

Embroiled in a drug-filled haze

Melting Defence

Got lost in the maze

Lost to my own desire to hurt

Lost to the girl

And a white powdered dirt

Confused the emotion of pleasure and pain

Playing my life

Like playing a game

Caught in my own

Self spinning web

Fighting a war that exists in my head

The inner child has lost to the man

That couldn't see past

An indifferent plan

Lost every rational thought in my mind

Caught in a shell

With nothing but time

And now as I watch

Yet I'm shielding my eyes

With a needle protruding

I'm feeding the lies

A memory, a thought

A relinquishing sigh

A decision to make

To live or to die

To be

or to be not, said the guilt-ridden Dane

To find out the truth

and finish the game

Watching the screen now my battle's been won

But what of the kids

Whose battle goes on

Understand, educate and never be blind

To a drug that steals

Health, spirit and mind

Damien Trimingha

I Voyager

I am a voyager, passing through the intimate lives of a thousand families, touching on the tribulations of ordinary folk. I hear the lies, see the anger, feel the grief, taste the saltiness of the tears and smell the death.

For a lifetime I have worked with persons using substances. But the people with whom I have worked are those who come to me with lives chaotic and out of control. I see few of those many people who can maintain stability in their lives along with their use of substances.

I see the brothers or sisters, sons or daughters, and spouses of people desperate to understand the cause, and desperate te find the cure. I see parents determined to hold together a fragmenting family, desperately binding the wounds of the family while its life-force bleeds away.

It strikes me as ironic that in all of the chaos the caring and the anguish associated with the public face of drug use, it is often near impossible to obtain the access to, and diversity of, treatments which may reduce the chaos and bring the drug use under control. The irony is that in my experience, the most frequent opponents to treatment centres are often parents themselves, parents concerned about the influence that such centres might have on their lives and those of their children.

I am a fixer of people's broken lives. I am asked to put together the fragments of a person or of a family. In that regard, my capacity and ability to rebuild is counterfeit, for I can only provide the means and the opportunity for the real architects to rebuild-if this is what they truly want. I have no cure, no certainty of success. for these come from within the person with the addictions. Nor should any parent believe that they must fix this broken vessel, or find the cure, or take the blame for another's actions. They are fixers like me, using means and opportunity to permit those affected by drugs to bring order to a chaotic life.

I am a sounding board for those seeking answers, for both the users of the substances and those around them. Those who use and those who are concerned are insatiable in their questioning, often for opposing reasons. Solutions sought are to deal with the immediate─the problems that brought the drug use to notice, when the ideal shoul