It's a Hide Under the Covers Kinda Day

Hello again everyone. I hope y'all had a great day and an even better night. I am going to be pushing the limits here a bit with this entry because this is something I am very passionate about and have dealt with for a good 35 years...

I know that I have touched on this subject on my facebook, but I really wanted to expand on the post I made. This is what I posted...

"Truth!!! We gotta do better as a society, and Healthcare system... stop shoving meds and tossing people off... if we don't get to the root of the problems/issues, all you're doing is putting a band-aid on a ripped off limb (so to speak)."

I wrote the post when I was in the middle of dealing and healing from my overdose; so BELIEVE ME when I tell you this is an extremely important subject to me. Where do I really start with such a vital subject??? I guess I should just share my own personal experience on this subject...

I was introduced to anti-depressants when I was approximately 14 years old, and when I say that I was a guinea pig when it came to these medications, it's the understatement of the year. Here I am, in my 49th year and I still contend with medications and coping techniques to get through life, on the daily. Anyone who knows me, I HATE medication... ironic that is the very thing I used to overdose :(

My "episodes" are not the reason I am writing this today. I am trying to bring the crisis we are facing all over the world, although I can only talk about Canada here. Our medical system is not very effective nor available for mental health. It's more of a take these meds and come back in a month... if they are not working, medical professionals will either increase the doseage or switch you too new meds. I can tell you that this wreaks havoc on your body constantly. 

For me, medical professionals misdiagnosed me 30-something years ago, as bi-polar and put me on a medication that literally destroyed my liver. I find the whole system flawed and is failing some very vulnerable people. There truly is no help out there. It gets extremely frustrating that theykeep plying meds and literally tossing people out; a lot of them ending up on the streets... so now, not only are they sick and vulnerable, they are now homeless and being subjected to such cruelty from most of society... never mind the fact that they can't take their meds; because either a. they can't afford it  or b. they don't have a proper diagnosis. My heart breaks for everyone going through this.

I have BEGGED doctors to not give me more medication as I would rather speak to a counsellor or therapist to cope with the trauma I have gone through most of my life. I have seen a few psychiatrists, most of them are only there to adjust medications and not there for "talking to". How fucked up is that??? I have told the doctors that I will not increase my medications as it is literally like throwing a bandaid on an amputated limb.

What it really boils down to for me is this...

Why is therapy and counseling so limited??? Why is therapy so costly??? It pisses me off severely that this is how the medical "world" is these days. Let's put it this way... how come some medical issues/conditions are covered no matter what, but the mental health system is not??? Isn't that kinda like the deal with giving needles for free to addicts, but not covering needles for diabetics? The logic is absolutely baffling to me; even though I full heartedly know this is how our fkd up government has made it. Why is one condition so much more important than another???

Kinda like the "Let's Talk" campaign that is held every year. I truly feel they only host this day to make themselves feel better about themselves. What has the Let's Talk movement really done? Nothing has changed, if anything, it's getting a whole lot worse out there. Similar to the "Suicide Awareness" ribbons and organizations... what have you accomplished??? What are YOU doing to make that change, because I am seeing more and more people killing themselves or killing each other because they are not being heard, or don't have the resources to help themselves. And let's not even get me going about how June, which is Men's Mental Health Month... has been taken away from that cause and now is Pride month? Like seriously, what the fuck!???

I am going to end this one with these words... we need to do better as a society and a community. Stop saying, and start doing!!!

I appreciate all who have taken the time to read this. This is a very strong emotional thing for me. I am fortunate enough to have a few people in my life who are my safety net and have proven, time and time again that... most people are not as blessed as I am. I have huge empathy for those who are suffering and literally feel like there is no one in their lives. I know what that feels like... I have been there, got the tank, tee and hoodie. I only can hope that society wakes tf up and really, truly makes the change that we need. I got to end it here, before I keep getting more agitated.

Stay safe. Stay warm. Be well. Be blessed. Have a great night Lovies