The patient needs to be lifted out of the misery of monotony
and ennui of life, he needs to be raised from his low level of
vitality, to be saved from the listlessness into which he has
fallen. The low level of energy makes him feel like a physical,
nervous, and mental bankrupt. This bankruptcy is unbearable to him.
He is in a state of distraction, distracted with the agony of fear.
Something must be done to free himself from the depression of low
spirits and from the low level of energy which keeps him in a state
devoid of all interest in life, accompanied by physical, mental and
moral fatigue. He is like a prisoner doomed to a life long term.
This constant craving for stimulation of energy, this reaction
to the anxiety of the morbid fear instinct is the expression
of exhaustion of available dynamic energy for the purpose of
normal life activity. The patient attempts to draw on his latent
reserve energy. Since this form of energy is not accessible to
the stimulations of common life, he tries to release the energy
by means of artificial stimulations, be it morphine, alcohol,
mysticism, Freudism, sexual and religious “at-one-ments” or by
other stimuli of exciting character. Unable to release energy by
fair means the patient is driven to the employment of foul means
for the stimulation of new sources of energy. The psychopathic
patient is driven by fear, by fears of life and death.
The morbid fear instinct in all cases is brought about by
exhaustion of energy, whether sudden or gradual. Fear is due to
exhaustion of lower levels of dynamic energy and to the inability
of liberation of stored up reserve energy. The more intense this
incapacity of utilization of reserve stores of energy be, the
more intense is the fear. When this condition is prolonged the
psychopathic symptoms become unendurable.
The experienced, thinking surgeon has learned the danger of this
condition in his operating room. Thus it is told of Porta, the
great surgeon of Pavia, when his patients died under an operation,
he used to throw his knife and instruments contemptuously to the
ground, and shout in a tone of reproach to the corpse: “Cowards die
of fear.”
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