Thursday, 14 July 2016

Vinegar


Vinegar, like mental health, comes in many different varieties
Clinical depression is the malignant all pervading vinegar, which sours mind, body and soul, it knows no barriers and does not distinguish between race, creed, colour, class, sex or sexuality.  Therefore, no matter what they may think no one is immune from this, or any other form of mental distress.

Those looking in ask, “What’s wrong?”  Unless they are here or have been here, I cannot explain.  It is not like a sore throat for which you suck a lozenge, or a broken bone, which you repair with a plaster cast, I wish it were that simple. Unfortunately, there are no lozenges or plaster casts for the mind, though there are anti-depressants.  Without them, I would be a damn sight worse or dead!

To lie in bed at night with every bone, muscle and sinew aching for sleep with a mind which is fully awake and racing with thoughts that do not allow sleep, is at times, almost insufferable.  Hamlet in his soliloquy “To be or not to be” says, “To sleep: perchance to dream:” a better version would be “To sleep: perchance to rest:” Real sleep is nothing but an elusive daydream, if it were not dark at night I would know every inch of my ceiling and every cobweb and spider that lurks there!  The nearest I get to sleeping is the short period of deep uneasy “sleep” towards the end of the night, from which I wake exhausted.

Moods swing from high to low, low to high within hours with no apparent reason; it is as though mood is a separate being in total control of one’s mind and essence.  The highs do not last very long perhaps five or six hours at most, whereas the lows can last anything from a few hours to several weeks.  Over the years, I have developed ways and means to hide or mask my moods from friends, relatives and work colleagues.

Clinical depression is not only about mood swings it also creates or heightens the following:
Chris felt that his depression meant that he would loose the very friends that support him.





Fear of losing friends
This is a very real, continuing, and probably selfish fear of losing my close friends by saying or doing something to offend or upset them.  These friends give me support and invaluable friendship. I hope I support them and return their friendship. The support, which they give, is support that a family never can give because we have had, and are sharing experiences, which a family cannot imagine.

Fear of letting people down, not being good enough

Although linked to the fear of losing friends this fear has a much wider significance in that it applies to virtually everything said or done.  It is a constant striving for perfectionism, which is unachievable and therefore leads to feelings of dissatisfaction, frustration and underachievement.

Fear of the next episode

This may sound dramatic to those who have no experience of clinical depression.  It is not so much a fear of the depression, although that is frightening enough, it is the fear of what will be contemplated or done, to escape the desperation which comes with the depression.

Isolation

Brought about by the desire to run, to escape from everything to find total peace and quiet and to be completely alone, finding isolation seems to help the recovery process, albeit a temporary recovery.  There is often a desire to just curl up in a corner, hide and never come out.

Confusion and lack of concentration

Racing and erratic thoughts do not allow the mind to process incoming information immediately, it becomes part of a large tangle of thoughts and this can give the impression of not listening or paying attention.  This is not the case, the information is taken in and eventually processed and an answer or opinion, if required, given later.  The same racing thoughts can make it difficult to concentrate and easy to become distracted particularly by sounds or movement.

Poor memory

A perplexing phenomenon, where events, conversations and even school lessons from forty or fifty years ago are remembered as if they happened yesterday, yet it is impossible to remember something from just one minute ago.

Low or no self-esteem

Feelings of worthlessness, shame and guilt brought on by the inability to interact at an acceptable everyday level, loss of energy and will power, feeling incapable of simple everyday tasks, so that something like changing the bed becomes comparable with climbing Mount Everest.

 Nermality

Those on the outside have a false impression that depression is just feeling low, they are so wrong.
Of course I am not always high or low usually I am somewhere in between, what I call nermal (nearly normal).  In this state of nermality, I have all or some of the above; but I am better able to manage my life and mind.  Nermality can be a very fragile and vulnerable state to be in, where it is easy for a trigger to send the mind tumbling back into depression.

Discrimination

One of the most powerful triggers is encountering stigma, prejudice, discrimination, call it what you will.  Discrimination, especially verbal, is one of those things which you cannot dodge, cannot see coming, and it is directed right at you.  It instigates anger, low self-esteem, and avoidance, the fear of not being good enough, confusion and lack of concentration, and the need for isolation.  This leads to low morale, which can, and very often does lead to another episode of depression.
The fears and feelings mentioned in this meandering of words are just a few of those experienced in clinical depression. Discrimination in the workplace is widespread and many managers seem to have little or no control over it, often because they do not see it or choose to ignore it.
Clinical depression is treatable and manageable; it just takes a lot of time, patience, hard work and will power (because of the nature of the beast; will power is the most elusive) to get there.  Nevertheless, please be assured that it CAN be done!


Chris Rugg has worked for Mind in Taunton & West Somerset for a number of years as the project manager for the Brdging the Gap  project which helps people with mental health problems have a voice when it comes to matters regarding their day to day lives. You can read more about the work Bridging the Gap do here 

Talking about mental health…Impossible

Elephant_in_the_room
Talking about mental health is impossible to talk about…or that’s what I initially thought. Before my first conversation I built up this scene in my head of how terrifyingly awful it was going to be.
Approaching a complete stranger is a nerve- racking thing in itself (it took me until the age of 22 to confidently walk into McDonald’s by myself and purchase my own Big Mac!) but to then have to talk about mental health when there is such stigma attached well that is out of the question….but two years on it’s now my day job.

Brolly Talk is a Time to Change funded project that aims to tackle the stigma and discrimination that surrounds mental health by having positive conversations with people. We attend all different types of events from food festivals to freshers fairs to fetes. We try and go to places where mental health wouldn’t typically be the topic of conversation.

What I have learnt that is there is no perfect way to have a conversation. Like every person, each conversation is different and 95% of the time they are positive. The hardest part is getting the confidence to take, what feels like a giant leap but is in fact a tiny step, to have that first conversation. The more you do it the easier it becomes. You learn what you feel comfortable with and how you prefer to phrase things. I certainly have my own little expressions I use. Of course it isn’t always a walk in the park and sometimes you can meet people that do not have the same views as yourself. But I’ve started to realize I enjoy the challenge of more difficult conversations, which of course is not everyone’s cup of tea. My personal favorite is when, like with every conversation, I drop that bomb shell that I am Bipolar but it’s when I get the conversation that then goes quiet, followed by an initial confused face, then disbelief with the response…
“But you look normal?!?”
The question I always return is…
“What is normal?”
Society has created this picture of normality. The definition of normal is ‘conforming to a standard; usual, typical, or expected.’ Why would we want to conform to being standard, I am an individual…cringe but true!
elephant in the room
I have found from talking openly about my mental health that there is no greater satisfaction than a complete stranger walking away from you knowing that you fought your views to the end and made them change their perceptions of mental health. It is important to encourage people to be more open about talking about that big elephant in the room but I think the more important challenge is to change attitudes of those who are creating the elephant in the first place.


If you would like to be involved with our project then please email; or  marclewis@mindtws.org.uk

The Way I See It



My name is Andy Pritchard and I am the CEO for Mind in Taunton & West Somerset.
The reason I write is to talk about my disappointment in society’s values. When driving my children home from swimming class on Tuesday evening, I got stuck in a traffic jam, not
unusual for Taunton around 1730h of a weekday evening. I then realised that it was because
someone was walking in the road, this was approaching the Critchard Way/Obridge
roundabout. I work in mental health and have dealt with calls of people who are
contemplating taking their lives and also know that the Obridge Viaduct is a place of concern
(indeed Samaritans have signs there).
I was immediately concerned that this person might be contemplating suicide and it was indeed up onto the viaduct they were heading.

I rang 101 and was relieved to hear that someone else had reported this, so hopefully help was en
route. What I found difficult was the fact that people were hooting/shouting at this person. I
guess maybe I should expect it, having lived in London I have known all sorts of things to be
said when someone disrupts rush hour. Cars and lorries were pulling round and past and it
came to my turn to go by at the height of Obridge, I decided that I could not do this and
wound my window down and asked was the young lady ok, she clearly was not. I told the
kids to stay in the car and pulled up on the kerb. By the time I had done this and got out I
found the young lady was sitting with her legs over the barrier looking down.
Now I had to
decide very quickly what to do, ironically I deliver suicide prevention training as part of
Mental Health First Aid and one of the rules- aside from staying calm- is to never get
physically involved, but I had already seen that she was not a threat, although very upset and I
felt I had to break the rule and did pull her back down, she was at too much risk looking over
the edge. She was very upset with me but at least we were talking.

By this time another couple had pulled over and someone was there beside us but standing back, I guess unsure what to do, but also knowing he could not just drive by. Three more times she tried to climb back up, and three more times I had to block her/pull her back, I was not comfortable with this but felt I had to do something.
She was upset and it was hard to talk as she was shouting leave me alone. I said I could not do that but was happy to talk, one of the key messages of Mental Health First Aid is to allow the person to talk, which often is sufficient to help them offload their immediate stress.
This went on for what seemed ages, and we did have a little discussion, but I guess after 10 minutes the police came and eventually managed to get her to safety. I have since called the local crisis team and been told that she is safe. This was a difficult experience, and has taken me a while to process, and has meant a lot of explaining to my two children (7 & 4 years of age) why someone might feel like this.

What I find myself angry at is the fact that so many people were happy to drive and walk by and just keep their heads down. I know these things are scary and people do not always know what to do, or are scared they may get hurt, but I ask what if that was your daughter, your wife, your relative or friend would you not hope that someone had stopped to help them in their hour of need?
Indeed would you stop for someone else? If not why not?
It also reminds me of how important skills such as Mental Health First Aid are and how everyone would benefit from the confidence and skills giving through such training.
We need to challenge the stigma around mental health which perhaps makes people so cautious or uncertain e.g. if she had broken her leg would people have reacted differently?
I would hope that maybe more people can think, “can I help?” and not just move on past. From
my training I know that yes you need to assess risk, but talking to someone can be enough to
get them to change their mind.
My hope is that this piece will generate some discussion, and
I am sure people will have differing views on what they would do, but I cannot in all
conscience walk past another human being right there in front of me about to end their life.

Andrew Pritchard is the CEO of Mind In Taunton and West Somerset and is a MHFA Trainer.