Label "Crack Whore" and Ship to Reno

Despite the crude title leading into the blog, the subject is about labels in modern psychology and popular culture and my disdain of them in general. The idea of a label being assigned to a person as a method of dismissing their entire character is not new to me. No two human beings are identical. A lazy or inarticulate person would do well to label. This blog should explain how unfair, dangerous, and plain stupid labels came be, both as adjectives and as diagnosis in the field of psychology.
The idea that I had to write this blog came to me today after work. My job is to watch two people: one is a bright six year old, the other a 23 year old man with an unknown disability. He can speak fluent Japanese, has a heart of gold, and seems to have a secret universe inside of him, but there is no label to diagnosis him and from there, give him proper treatment. His mother has all the money to buy a team of good doctors. After years of seeing his behavior go from vibrant and social to unresponsive and erratic, the only comfort of an label given to his mother is, "general thought disorder with degenerative traits".
So today I wikipedia-ed the term "Thought Disorder". The definitions were so broad I began to diagnosis everyone I knew as having some degree of the disorder. Rhyming too often in a sentence can be considered a thought disorder. Beginning a sentence and doing what I refer to as, "a call waiting thought" and interjecting the thought, sandwiched in the sentence is a thought disorder. Some were extreme, but about half of the list were everyday conversations with fully functioning people.
The human brain is a mystery. Psychology is not an exact science. Medical science is still searching for cures to cancer, HIV, Hepatitis C, and the list goes on. When these medical labels mix with mainstream culture the results are dangerous. People become doctors and dismiss others over what they read as a disorder on the Internet, or hear in a movie. These labels get muddled, and soon they become insults and tools to dismiss the entire person with one word. Can a humans brain really be summed up in a word, a label, a diagnosis?
I believe we humans are on different levels of consciousness, bumping into each other. Depending on the endorphins in your body, the oxygen in your brain (quit smoking, it does take oxygen out of the brain and make you dumb) what books you have read, what stress level: All of this combined in extreme complexity puts you on a certain level. You can expand your level of consciousness, move up on the totem pole. It takes work. It takes time, but each day one can see more clearly.
Obstacles include anger. Anger seizes up the body. Yet we are human, and whether we know it or not I believe we want to feel, even in anger.
Not too long ago, when I was living a life I can not believe was my own, I lived on emotion more then silence and free will. In retrospect it felt like I had a blind on my eyes, and I was feeling in the dark. Swinging at nothing. It was a dead life. During this time, with my eyes in a blindfold, I wrote an e-mail in which I told a girl she was known as a whore. Yes, she slept with lots of people. Yes she did lots of speed. And her response was blind anger back. In retrospect it was beautiful- the exchange of heated anger, but stupid. Who am I to judge this person? Who is she to judge me? I was on a low level at this time in my life.
The biggest complaint I heard when I attended a rehabilitation group for former drug addicts was that no one believed they had changed. That is to say, no one from their past, when they were addicts, could believe they were different people now. Even after years of the complete opposite behavior. People still saw one moment in their long lives and froze that moment.
When a body is full of toxins the brain and body are poisoned. There are people on that level. It's not a high level of consciousness. But it is what it is. That is their life and it is ever changing. People change. Life fluxates like the ocean tide. We evolve in our bodies if we want to do so. Take off the blindfold.
I respect people too much to call them anything. In a moment in time, a pin point in a life, they can be called many things by their actions. But no label sticks. Even an idiot will become wiser in time. If you shock yourself on an electric fence, you stop touching the electric fence. The greatest shift I made to higher understanding and peace was when I let go of all the negative emotion holding me back. Also, toxins. Food can fall into that category. I am a Scorpio. For my own journey, letting go was like a Phoenix rising from the ashes. My senses are heightened. I want to experience so much. You can't fully enjoy anything with a hateful heart. And you must respect the unique nature of each person. From there, the blindfold comes off, and you can not help but feel free.