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Person 1: Why bother viewing literature through the Psychoanalytic perspective?  Why should we still use it to analyze literature?

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Person 1: Why bother viewing literature through the Psychoanalytic perspective?  Why should we still use it to analyze literature?

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Through the psychoanalytic perspective, we can trace the very root of characters motives, or their demise. The brain contains all of the thoughts and means for every action one makes, so, being able to trace what is happening back to the origin can make the plot and story make more sense. Like in the case of Lady Macbeth, her demise can arguably be traced as far back as the loss of her child. It was a loss of power and her only companion, so therefore she becomes an isolated character and she wants the feeling and the power of motherhood so she exerts it over Macbeth, and mothers evil. Also her suppression of Duncans murder housed itself in her unconscious mind strengthening that part of her psyche ultimately dominating her conscious self eading to her demise.

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Person 2: Answer the following 2 questions:

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Person 2: Answer the following 2 questions:

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1. What suppressed wants, needs, and even memories force their way through symbolically in hallucinations for Macbeth?  The memory and hallucinations of Banquo caused Macbeth to actually register that he had his best friend killed.

2. What unconscious desires come through Lady Macbeth's behavior?    The need to get the truth and everything she's been holding in out, is Lady Macbeth's unconscious  desire.

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Person 3: Psychoanalytic Analysis of Passage from Macbeth

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Person 3: Psychoanalytic Analysis of Passage from Macbeth

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"Methought I heard a voice cry "Sleep no more! / Macbeth does murder sleep" --the innocent sleep, / Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care" (2.2.47-49).

Answer the following:

the speaker and the one spoken to (could be himself/herself)  Macbeth is speaking to Lady Macbeth.

the context (what was happening at this point in the play)  Macbeth had just ventured back to Lady Macbeth. Macbeth crying about the things he is imagining that people are crying out to him. Accusing him of killing Duncan. The guilt already getting to Macbeth minutes after having murdered Duncan.

Analyze this passage from the Psychoanalytic perspective. (Hint: What is Macbeth repressing?) The trauma and guilt is slowly taking over Macbeth's mind. His urge to be king and unconscious desires are hidden as the guilt takes over. The realization of the crime he just made not fully setting in his mind. The full understanding of the murder not resting in his brain as he imagines the different things crying out the reality of the crime he had committed.

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Person 1: What are the 3 most effective pieces of textual evidence paraphrased in your own words?

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Person 1: What are the 3 most effective pieces of textual evidence paraphrased in your own words?

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Lady Macbeth lost a child, we don't know how, but her only heir would be Macbeths bloody rebirth at her own hands.

Lady Macbeth is the only isolated female character in Shakespeare- meaning she has no child or female counterpart- so she doesn't have to struggle with how murdering the king will affect her image.

She has surprised her emotions about killing the king so much that the only time she can admit it to herself let alone anyone else, has been reserved for her unconscious self.

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Person 2: Locate the speaker's main claim and paraphrase the argument.

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Person 2: Locate the speaker's main claim and paraphrase the argument.

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Thompson's main claim is to prove that Macbeth's unconscious desire to be King is slowly tearing him apart from the inside out.

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Person 3: Post an image that symbolizes the Psychoanalytic perspective.

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Person 3: Post an image that symbolizes the Psychoanalytic perspective.

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"...It is not the experience of Today that drives a person mad. It is the remorse or bitterness of something which happened Yesterday and the dread of what Tomorrow might bring."

This fragment from the piece of prose "Two Days We Should Not Worry," which is read at many AA meetings, illustrates a conundrum known to many addicts. How can you not be remorseful for causing something bad to happen Yesterday? How do you stave off that remorse and protect yourself from going mad? I imagine that after doing an honest inventory of yourself and fulfilling most amends, the guilt-that constant companion of this alcoholic-lessens and forgiveness becomes a possibility. But in the meantime, for me, guilt is a buzzing invisible insect that I can't get rid of. And if there was some magical way to remove it, I probably would forgo it for now: I don't feel I have the right to get rid of it yet, and the feeling of guilt is one of my motivators for staying sober for good.

I'm not being a martyr, yet I find a reasonable amount of self-flagellation is a proper response and punishment for the transgressions that I've committed while under the influence. The adage "guilt is not productive" rings false. It is productive in that it motivates me to do better-simply because I don't want to invite any more guilt into my life.

A study quoted in Moral Emotions and Moral Behavior by Tangey, Stuewig and Mashek, states, "Moral emotions provide the motivational force-the power and energy- to do good and to avoid doing bad." (Kroll & Egan 2004) Guilt is what separates psychopaths from the rest of us. It keeps us in check. It is a moral compass, of sorts.

But guilt is dangerous in that it can turn on you. It is also what keeps many addicts from using-I've certainly drank to at least temporarily relieve myself from the guilt I felt over drinking and behaviors caused by my drinking. There were so many mornings when, after a night of drinking, I would wake up in a state of absolute dread and despair. The faces of my loved ones were instruments of torture, whether they were angry faces or forgiving faces: There I go, blearily appearing at the kitchen table, at breakfast, my husband and my son eating their cereals. No one is talking, the air seems heavier. (A 2013 study showed that that kind of heaviness is not just a metaphor. In fact, "unethical, guilt-inducing memories led to increased reports of weight.") My son looks up. His big, trusting smile causes my throat to constrict and I become so paralyzed by shame I can't even come up to him and hug him. And what can I possibly say to my husband-who understands more than my boy does-this time around? I've promised to stop and I've apologized a thousand times.

I meant it every time. And meaning it was the fuel of my guilt.

I'm thinking of the story of the jaywalker in the Big Book of Alcohlics Anonymous. The jaywalker continues to jaywalk despite the consequences. "On through the years this conduct continues, accompanied by his continual promises to be careful or to keep off the streets altogether. Finally, he can no longer work, his wife gets a divorce and he is held up to ridicule. He tries every known means to get the jaywalking idea out of his head. He shuts himself up in an asylum, hoping to mend his ways. But the day he comes out he races in front of a fire engine, which breaks his back."

That's how it was with drinking. Why couldn't I stop? Why was I forgetting the promises I've made? Why was I walking out of a liquor store with a mickey of vodka, crying in utter helplessness because I didn't want to drink it, and drinking it because of this truth: although temporary, alcohol was the eraser of guilt.

And the next day, I'd be baffled, again. I'd again-again, again, again-try to come up with words that would be at all sufficient to make up for breaking trust.

If you believe addiction is a disease, it is a strange disease, unlike any other, where remorse-and apologies-are part of its progression. As time goes on and the disease gets worse, apologies become a worn-out soundtrack accompanying moral and physical hangovers. The words don't mean anything anymore. Because they never result in actions, they are lies. During my last relapse, my guilt was so overpowering that the words I had turned on me: saying I'm sorry started to seem like a mockery.

Currently, I don't have the words that would alleviate the guilt connected to this particular memory: My son walking away from me with his Thomas the Tank engine suitcase as I wail drunkenly on the sidewalk in front of our house. Out of all the sadness in my life, this is one vignette I might never unsee. The guilt will keep me in check; I need to remember so that I can never drink again, even if I am forgiven and I forgive myself.

Speaking of forgiveness-forgiveness is the antidote to guilt. There is a lot of research about the benefits of it. For example, it has been found to improve physical and mental health. It lowers stress and brings a sense of personal power. It can even make you live longer.

After my last relapse, instant forgiveness from loved ones would be like a celestial gift and one that I haven't earned. And I might not be forgiven, which shouldn't stop me from trying to earn it. But, however abstract it seems now, self-forgiveness is a crucial component that will lead to my healing and the healing of people whom I hurt.

This is what I know from having forgiven others: often, forgiveness metamorphoses into love and loving is the opposite of guilt. It is freedom from it.

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For me, guilt is a buzzing invisible insect that I can't get rid of. I don't feel I have the right to get rid of it, yet, and the feeling of guilt is one of my motivators for staying sober for good.