A letter to anyone who has been failed with their mental health care

Dear bean,

You’re exhausted, you’re tired of psychiatric evaluations and questionnaires asking you to rate your feelings on a scale of 1-10, like there is a metric for your utter distress. You’ve been let down, given false promises, been sat on waiting lists for months and months at a time, you’ve been made to feel like an inconvenience, you’ve been passed off with medication without a plan for your overall recovery. You’ve received substandard treatment in which you’ve been made to feel less than human and most importantly you’ve been let down by a society that believes you must work your fingers to the bone to be successful.

You’re not a number, you’re not a bed in a ward, you’re not another person in crisis

I don’t need to tell you all of this wrong, you know it but you’re exhausted and don’t have anything left to give. But I want to tell you why you’re special, worthy and deserve to be listened to.

You’re not a number, you’re not a bed in a ward, you’re not another person in crisis, you are special and worthy and bring something no-one else can to this world, you bring you.

Together we stand hand-in-hand, and we won’t be silenced.

I am not a health professional and I can’t tell you how you will recover, but if you can listen to people that have let you down time-and-time-again, then you can listen to a girl who has felt the same way as you.  

This girl was on a waiting list, she was discharged without any help, she was a number in a survey, but she was me and little did I know at the time that I could try and help you. Little did I know that my small voice from a coastal town could reach thousands of people across the globe.

I had no confidence in my recovery, but I recovered. And this could be your future too. Together we stand hand-in-hand, and we won’t be silenced.

YOU DESERVE THE BEST.

YOU DESERVE TO BE HEARD.

YOU DESERVE TO BE TREAT WITH COMPASSION.

YOU DESERVE THE MEANS FOR RECOVERY.

You might not feel like you do, but I promise you, you do. What kind of a society treats their friends this way? We’re all in this world together and it is our duty to make each other’s lives better.

Let this letter spark a little bit of fire in your belly, use it as a promise to yourself, if you’re told otherwise read this letter back to them. You’re more than a number, you’re more than your illness, you are a human that deserves the world and is only being given an island. Let this be your act of defiance.

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