[Paleopsych] TLS: Fiona Ellis: Lovesick
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Fiona Ellis: Lovesick
The Times Literary Supplement, 4.7.30
http://the-tls.co.uk/archive/story.aspx?story_id=2108346&window_type=print
LOVESICK. Love as a mental illness. By Frank Tallis. 240pp. Century.
Pounds 12.99. - 0 712629 041
In Lovesick, Frank Tallis believes that we can best define love as a
mental illness. He is, however, only concerned with erotic love - the
love into which we "fall": and, though he does not make this clear, he
merely focuses on the initial stage of this - the stage which has been
referred to as passion-love. His claim, then, is that passion-love is
the mental illness. Tallis details various psychiatric disorders which
capture the lover's inner turmoil. A person in love harbours obsessive
thoughts about his or her beloved and spends as much time in the
bathroom as patients with contamination fears (obsessive compulsive
disorder).
He or she is prone to bouts of melancholy (clinical depression) and
has no appetite (anorexia), feels nervous before a date (panic
disorder), oscillates between mania and despair (bipolar disorder),
and is an addict.
All of this is rather extreme and leads one to surmise that either the
author is unaware of the nature of mental illness, or he has been the
victim of pathological love. Certainly, lovers might take more care of
personal hygiene, lingering in the bathroom before a date, but it is
absurd to suppose that they were engaging in compulsive washing
rituals. A lover's bouts of melancholy are not the same as the
crippling inertia that grips the clinically depressed and, though one
can suffer a loss of appetite (or eat too much for that matter), this
affliction is hardly comparable to that of the anorexic. Certainly,
lovers are subject to mood swings; but unless they are already victims
of bipolar disorder, their "mania" does not escalate to a level at
which they are incapable of engaging in coherent thought or action. If
it did they would be too busy running on empty to entertain thoughts
about their beloveds. Erotic love is neither a cognitive nor an
affective disorder, but a passionate response to another person, based
on an understanding of who and what they are.
The idea that love is an addiction leads Tallis to produce some
amusing comparisons, the best of which is that the lover is some kind
of alcoholic. Of course, there are lovers who display addictive
tendencies - those, for example, who are in love with being in love
and who flit from one grand passion to the next rather than taking the
effort to truly love another person. What this shows, however, is not
that love is an addition but that there are addictions which make it
impossible to love. Tallis is so taken up with the idea that love can
make us feel drunk, he decides that "being drunk can make us fall in
love". Apparently, two and a half glasses of wine does the trick.
There are affective disorders arising out of love - the "madness of
Tristan", for example, which formed a topos for medieval poetry - and
there are cognitive disorders arising out of love - the jealousy of
Othello, with his willing belief in the impossible - but these cases
are recognized to be abnormal. Falling in love is generally both a
falling and a knowing, a surrender and an act of self control, as
described by Jane Austen in the love of Emma for Mr Knightley. Tallis
is prepared to concede that being in love can be a positive
experience, but, given his wish to pursue his preferred "definition",
he is compelled to give precedence to the agony it involves. Indeed,
his only concession to the opposing viewpoint is to cite those who see
mental illness as a "painful but necessary process of self-discovery,
which enriches the individual's inner world". That view of mental
illness may have been fashionable in the days of R. D. Laing, but it
receives no support whatever from subsequent developments in
neurophysiology.
The final few pages of the book are much better. Tallis begins to
question the claim he makes elsewhere that even "normal love" is
indistinguishable from mental illness and acknowledges that he has
been describing a pathological form of love.
His account then tackles erotic love as it is meant to be - the love
which really does enrich the individual's inner world and, of course,
that of his or her beloved. At this point, Tallis tells us, we have
divested ourselves of the "hopeless, confused, deluded and insecure
posturing that characterizes 'romance' and replaced it with true
love". So love is not a mental illness; and it is both confused and
deluded to think otherwise.
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