Today I am sad and I am frustrated.
It was triggered by watching the BBC’s Panorama, though to be honest I’ve been feeling like this for a while.
Panorama showed us the in-depth stories of three people who had either succeeded in, or made attempts at suicide, where it could have been prevented had they had the support from their local NHS services.
What really hurt was hearing, in particular, about the Norfolk Mental Health Trust, and its failings. The “unexpected deaths” (what a horrible term). Two years ago, my friend was one of those unexpected deaths, and was let down by his own mental health team.
I love the NHS – this is not an attack at the NHS. In fact, the NHS got me Cognitive Behavioural Therapy, as well as subsidising my daily medication to keep me on the straight and narrow. The NHS is not to blame.
Cuts, cuts, cuts. Spending cuts are to blame. The lack of awareness from the government is to blame. But do you know who aren’t to blame? The 1 in 6 people in the last week who have suffered with a mental health issue.
Two weeks ago, my GP officially put on my medical record that my anxiety was in the past. I am one of the lucky ones. I was helped, I had a support network, I had people around me who knew what to do. But I have also been helpless – I have failed people around me, I have felt like I’ve let my suffering friends down. And I can’t do it any more – I can’t watch people suffer. I can’t watch our government “pledge to help” – but do nothing.
Mental health is a big talking point at the moment, but who is actually DOING SOMETHING?!
Today I am sad, and I am frustrated, because I know it takes more than my little voice to make a difference. But I’ll certainly be trying my hardest to bring people along with me.