Ooooh you got me there. Not being able to find my cigarettes or lighter can easily get me in a state of panic. As long as those two are within reach I'm safe.
Jump-off-the-Kliff-Klavin-Kerry here again with my theory:
I think when people start sharing their emotional baggage, they get to a certain point when they need to be touched by another person. (You know, hugged, held, comforted, that sort of thing) In a bar, or with certain groups of people, this may not be appropriate, so reaching out for something like a glass or something to smoke can be a good body-replacement and way to trick the mind into preoccupying it's need to be fed comfort from another person.
When we were babies, that needed comfort came from a mother's breast. Or at least for those who were kept, loved and nurtured it was.
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Ooooh you got me there. Not being able to find my cigarettes or lighter can easily get me in a state of panic. As long as those two are within reach I'm safe.
What's the panic?
Is that like some binky-bottle thing?
(Oral fixation for those smarty-pants out there)
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Jump-off-the-Kliff-Klavin-Kerry here again with my theory:
I think when people start sharing their emotional baggage, they get to a certain point when they need to be touched by another person. (You know, hugged, held, comforted, that sort of thing) In a bar, or with certain groups of people, this may not be appropriate, so reaching out for something like a glass or something to smoke can be a good body-replacement and way to trick the mind into preoccupying it's need to be fed comfort from another person.
When we were babies, that needed comfort came from a mother's breast. Or at least for those who were kept, loved and nurtured it was.