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I think the article is interesting, in part in that it points out how we can get really "addicted" to another person's pseudo-loving behavior and not leave them even though on some level we do know the behavior's not real and on some level we recognize that it is interspersed with periods of apathy and even abuse.
In the past I have taken Ambien for months and months without difficulty, although I don't drink very often and it sounds like that might be most of the problem here. I didn't know what bad news Ambien could be. I appreciate the author's story, because people need to hear about these odd and dangerous Ambien reactions. I notice a lot of people have posted similar stories in response to this letter. I think it's good to get the dialogue going about this serious problem. I'm glad Salon printed this article.
Maybe Ambien's too dangerous, since of course we really can't prevent people from drinking with it. Maybe it should come off the market. I sure hope no one I love ever encounters some Ambien-and-alcohol zombie barreling down the street at 90mph going the wrong way!
In any case, I really don't think this author's wealth is especially relevant to her cautionary tale. Like it takes money to fall prey to an irrational "addiction" to insincere affection? I'm sure sunbathing on Ibiza and being gifted with expensive tchotchkes and running around meeting celebrities must be exhilarating in and of itself, but many people find having a loving (or even a "loving") partner a quantum leap more compelling than all that material crap and I don't think we have good reason to believe the author is an exception just because she mentions the glitz factor in her relationship with this guy.
In any case, what are you all doing being so nasty to each other? Why do you think you ought to be able to say ugly, unnecessary things to each other just because you are anonymous? What's wrong with your good manners, that you exercise them only when you have to answer for it? I say we return to civility, as a culture, before we all wind up at war out on the street, at each others' literal throats and clawing people's eyes out.