“Is pathological
anxiety a medical illness, as Hippocrates and Aristotle and many modern
psychopharmacologists would have it? Or is it a philosophical problem, as Plato
and Spinoza and the cognitive-behavioral therapists would have it? Is it a
psychological problem, a product of childhood trauma and sexual inhibition, as
Freud and his acolytes once had it? Or is it a spiritual condition, as Soren
Kierkegaard and his existentialist descendants claimed? Or, finally, is it—as
W.H. Auden and David Riesman and Erich Fromm and Albert Camus and scores of
modern commentators have declared—a cultural condition, a function of the times
we live in and the structure of our society?”
Those words are from the new book, “My Age of Anxiety” by
Scott Stossel, editor of The Atlantic magazine. Stossel’s highly reviewed book
is both a memoir of his own crippling anxiety and a history of anxiety itself.
This book is beautifully written and powerful in its blending of science, psychology,
history and personal memoir.
Caregivers and cancer patients know anxiety. It begins on
day one—diagnosis (or even before, when the first symptoms appear) and never
ends. Doctor’s offices and infusion centers and emergency rooms and even
support groups all have a surround of anxiety. Sometimes that hardest thing for
a couple in CancerLand is managing their mutual anxiety. Honest sharing about fear
is hard but so is the strategy of keeping one’s own fears and phobia’s to
oneself.
Stossel’s book, detailing his own brutal experience with
multiple phobias and overwhelming attempts to treat and manage his anxiety, is actually
a help to us in CancerLand. No, not just because after reading his book we can
say, “Dear God even cancer isn’t that bad”, but because –and this is the power of
Stossel’s writing and truth-telling—in reading his book we absolutely know that
our struggles and illnesses, of whatever kind, make us human and we are bound
to each other by this kind of human suffering.
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