I haven't once heard Lindsay blame her parents.
I'm doing that, however. At least to some degree. I think psychology has shown that who we are raised by influences our personalities to a massive degree and can cause horrible harm - eating disorders, anxiety and depression, personality disorders, drug and alcohol abuse, etc.
Do you say that a girl who was molested all her life is suddenly a whole, healed human just because she turns 26 years of age, or 18 or whatever?
Now I'm not saying Lindsay's parents molested her but it is clear that they are horrible, horrible people who did not care for her and only wanted her money. I mean, just look at this:
Lohan Family on Dr. Phil - Dina Breaks Down - YouTube
And unless people who have been raised by creeps are assisted by years of good therapy and possibly friends or other family they can trust who tell it to them straight, they will not magically heal and they can often end up much like Lindsay. Not all, but many.
Yes, it is her responsibility as an adult to try to figure out what help she needs and to get it and not do harm to others. However, when a person has never been given the tools to be a normal, functioning adult, it's a catch 22. They have a responsibility but have a very difficult time understanding it and knowing how to live responsibly.
I don't mean to say that people with bad childhoods should be excused for the evil they do in life. But when it comes to self destruction, I have some sympathy.
I guess this hits close to home right now, in a way. A dear friend of mine is also a horrible heroin addict. He is a kind, good, smart person with a crazy big heart. But he was never loved.
His mother had him at 17. She tried to abort him but couldn't go through with it (back alley). She kept him but never hugged or kissed him. Never said one kind word. As a result of that and the food he should have been given being given instead to all of his mom's latest flings, he grew to be quite small.
His family is rife with addicts. His horrible siblings would come over when he was trying to get sober and cause extreme drama, sucking the life and energy from him and bringing drugs, just enticing him to use again.
I have watched him struggle with addiction for 8 years, an endless cycle. I just lost track of him as he hit the lowest point I've seen him at, losing everything, his job, his car, his place.
I believe he is going to end up dead of an overdose. But I understand why. He was irreparably damaged by a lack of love. Drugs gave him the comfort a parent never did. Watching him struggle I realize the impossibility of his task. To me it is very hard to understand unless you live it or witness it.