Contemporary psychiatry, by categorically defining these states as disease and intervening to suppress rather than complete them, may convert transformative crises into chronic conditions—iatrogenic liminality replacing natural metamorphosis.
If you open the chrysalis mid-transformation, you find neither caterpillar nor butterfly but apparent chaos—structure dissolved, new form not yet emerged. From outside, this looks like death, disease, or dysfunction. From inside, it is transformation in progress.
We are three or four layers of proxy away from what we actually care about, and then naming the pattern with a term that smuggles in value judgments.
This finding is remarkable. It suggests that therapeutic benefit derives not primarily from the pharmacological agent, nor from the therapeutic relationship, nor from expectation effects—but from the transformation experience itself.
Result: the door opens but there is no passage through. Generation after generation entering the chrysalis with no possibility of completing metamorphosis. The despair, the addiction, the suicide—these are not pathology but the accurate felt sense of being trapped in permanent liminality.
The self that is breaking down is breaking down because it cannot meet reality. Reconstituting that same self is not healing. It is papering over the crack until next time.
'This person's transformation technology was destroyed. Their meaning structures were stripped. Their container was removed. They entered the chrysalis and there was nowhere to land. What they need is not medication management but the completion of an interrupted process.'
A substantial proportion of what we call 'chronic serious mental illness' represents not disease process but arrested transformation—people frozen on the threshold because the system that encountered them had no framework for helping them through.
Every senior researcher has career investment in their theoretical framework. The sunk cost of a lifetime's work makes genuine synthesis threatening. To dissolve your position and let it recombine with others is to risk everything you have built.
Foraging societies understood this. They developed transformation technologies matching the neurological capacity: cultural containers that recognised the process, provided experienced guidance, offered cosmological framing, and integrated the transformed person back into community with new role and status.
The shaman returns to a village that has forgotten what shamans are. The maps exist; the containers can be rebuilt. The door opens again and again, seeking passage through. Those who enter deserve more than suppression. They deserve completion.