Thursday, December 03, 2009

Bones and the Mental Health System


OK, so the title is a bit grand, but anyone who knows me knows better than to get me started on the mental health system… I don’t stop and I stand on the soap boxes of all soap boxes.  Something that drives me potty about it (amongst all the things that drive me potty about this impenetrable system) is that I would like to change it, but I can’t.  When I see things like this in the news my blood boils. I just hope that someone somewhere dares to believe in this girl, and the others caught up in the system.  Often people don’t know what to do, what to say, what to think and often say nothing. Nothing, to me at least, is a thousand words a thousand of the wrong words.


I had better stop before I start….


Anonymous Anonymous said...


what a crazy world we live in,


7:21 PM  
Blogger John Witts said...

Bones, you are right.

But don't stop.

Maybe people will wish you hadn't started enough that they'll join in and help change the system for the better.....

"Asylum" means 'place of safety'.

It's now a word tainted by visions of a Victorian Bedlam.

Thatcher's government replaced such hospitals with 'care in the community', which means no care at all.

We reap the whirlwind of an Eighties-sown breeze, and our rage at this should be heard.

I hope the poor girl is okay.


9:09 PM  
Blogger Miss T said...

I agree 100% with John. The 'redtops' demonise the mentally ill, where the sad truth is that the vast majority are indeed dangerous, to themselves.

Time to stand up and be counted.

11:09 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

a friend volunteers at, and raises money for, this place:

12:05 AM  
Blogger BigJohn said...

Good on you Bones! I knew an elderly relative who was caught up in the same sort of shuffling when she was at a point of desperation. "The system" helped no-one - her, her relatives nor the social workers who were trying to find a safe unit. Driving to a nursing home to be turned away was the most scary experience, almost like it was a buying time exercise, when time was running out.

9:34 AM  
Blogger Captain Ahab said...

And its not just the mental heath services.... The young peoples social services in a certain major city in the midlands (with major canal connections)is equally inept and ineffective. They will happily push vulnerable kids from pillar to post, following "rules" when it suits them but flagrantly flouting the same "rules" when it dosnt. I could write acres of blog about the shortcoming of social services and education services. Never, ever, think that you can work in "partnership" which these departments. Sadly, the only way you can get anywhere is to see them as the enemy to be overcome. It's a crying shame and neednt be that way.

I read somewhere that the true measure of a society is the way it treats its disabled and needy. On this scale the UK is a lightweight.

10:31 AM  
Anonymous Jayne said...

mentally ill?

seems everyones got some kind of illness these days that needs categorising.
some need to put a name to what ever it is they feel like at the time.

seems to me that there arent many mental health problems in tribal life in the amazon. or maybe there is but they eat them?

would putting someone with a mental difficulty (which i think is often caused by people having too much time to think rather than spending every waking hour workng out how to eat, survive etc) could be put in the care of a tribal situation. a smaller community, a simpler life. no modern trappings.

wouldnt that help a lot of people?

the rest... well, i dont know. does anyone?

i think mental illnesses arrived with modern "civilisation"

1:23 PM  

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