This question unsettles me no end.
I think about it in different places and spaces, often as a reaction to my environment but sometimes as a reaction to my general place in the timeline that is human history.
I am living in a country run by a government who advertise socalled Mental Health Campaigns (no, we don’t need another fucking hashtag) on twitter, whilst simultaneously stripping the funding from any program which can be quietly shafted in the spotlight of broad daylight.
Thanks! Thank you for ending the eating disorder program at my university, in which one of my best friends finally found a therapist who is right for her. Thank you for forcing more and more people like her to go private, spending whatever pittance they can spare after rapacious rent costs. Thank you!
Young people in my country are constantly being fed with a laced hand by the group of Cheshire cat mouthed puppets we call politicians. I can no longer pretend to have a political opinion, in my own state half fuelled by mania and half forcibly concealed by utter bewilderment at what the fuck is going on in my life and everybody elses’. This state, which is sometimes called psychosis, depends on me being out of touch with the reality of life and society. But why the fuck would I want to be ‘in touch’ with that?
On Monday night I went to a talk about Windrush; more specifically the thousands of lives torn apart by our pathetic excuse of a ‘ruling class’ when they reversed their citizenship. This was after requesting their service in post-war renovations of the broken down British landscape. Many of these people had lived in this country since the 70s, and consider themselves as British as the soil they’ve been forced, or even chose, to work on. And yet, they can legally be told that they don’t belong, and be faced with the effects of this shrugging off of their personhood, or citizenship – whichever sounds better in the post-Crisis reports I guess? I agree with the hosts, who called this one of Britain’s most, if not the most shameful scandal yet, in our history so reliant on these ‘scandals’ for the ‘economy’.
With every talk, lecture, focus group and seminar that I attend, the omly thing that increases inside me is a general sense of ‘What the Hell?’
How have those in power continued to get away with shamelessly targeting the already undersupported, underfunded members of society, in order to line their pockets with a little more cushioning for the blow that Brexit may or may not bring?
This issue goes beyond mental health diagnosis, beyond race and class – these are, after all, merely terms used to define us in the delayed and often inaccurate bureaucracy. Statistics for the death tolls, the pie charts of yearly casualties and survivors.
What the fuck?
If anyone would like to bring me up to speed on why this is acceptable then do drop me a line.