It's nice that the article also makes light of suicide rates and mental health problems among young black people, something that is quite rarely talked about in a lot of spaces, even most left leaning ones.
At least there's a discussion growing about this and people who need help, regardless of background, are being heard and taken care of appropriately.
Just as a side note, if you're reading this article and are in need of help, know that there are people who love and care for you, physically and/or digitally, never hesitate to call for help when you need it.
The UK has no functional mental health support structure. Teenagers are regularly told the usual shite by GPs 'man up' 'ignore it' etc, or referred to completely the wrong type of treatment specialist such as a behavioural specialist for depression. Even some people I know have confessed to their GP to attempting suicide and not had any urgent referral whatsoever. I feel like within the GMC - and the NHS as a whole - it is still left to doctors' opinions whether mental health is even worth treating. It fucking shouldn't be.
This article is so sad. Teens refusing help hits so close to me. I had depression starting in my early teenage years, my parents set me up with a therapist but I lied for several sessions so I wouldn't have to see him any more rather than talk about what I actually felt. I didn't accept help until it felt like it was either that or suicide.
Yeah this is true.
Growing up with the internet made me realize how shit life actually is at a young age.
I saw what life actually is like, the politics, the stress, the anxiety, the worries, the debt, the fact I may never own a house, the fact that I will probably be jobless for the next 5-10 years and not by choice.
Living at home with my parents until I am in my 30s and I wouldn't be surprised if it goes on past that.
Then on top of that I got my own actual problems that I have no control over which then add an extra layer to my choices in life, and I can really see how it's all going to play it, how my life is just a train crash in slow motion.
There will be a point in my life where I will have had enough, chances are it will be due to stress as I can't handle stress, I couldn't even handle an entry level job.
Maybe it will be at the end of the year, maybe it will be next year when I (hopefully) move out and start Uni.
Maybe 10 years or even 70 years from now but there will be a point and whether I commit suicide or not will be decided in that moment.
Until then I am just riding life and seeing how bad it can get, it's like watching a TV show you love get slowly butchered and becomes worse in quality.
Instead of watching it because you love it, you watch it because you wanna see how shit it can get.
Also I actually am getting help for my problems, so maybe everything I said in this post will be irrelevant.
Right now I am not as suicidal as I used to be, haven't been suicidal in a few weeks which is better than the constant suicidal thoughts I got every day.
Frankly part of the situation is a lack of funding towards public education, considering it makes up a sizable portion of early development and often helps escalate mental health issues. Personally a large part of my own anxiety and depression developed from experiences in school.
I know what those teens were going through. I've gotten better in the past few weeks, but before that I was really depressed and suicidal a lot. I hardly had any care for the people I would leave behind, because if I was dead I wouldn't have to deal with it. I often considered overdosing on my medication because life seemed so futile and the world was awful. I had to take a medical leave from my first year of college back in the fall because I was living in a dorm and I was a big danger to myself being essentially alone. I had a roommate, but I didn't tell him anything because I didn't know or like him all too much. Before work days I would often consider killing myself because I didn't like working. Now that I'm seeing a therapist and taking antidepressants things have gotten better and Im much less depressed than a couple months ago.
Lack of funding to public health, public schools attributes to this IMHO. When I was in high school, my depression was at its worse, and unfortunately the high schools I went to(transferred in-between 3 high schools due to family and home issues) had piss poor counselors and no real support for students. Not only that, but counselling in general can cost a bit and there's no real support for those who simply cannot afford it. And the ones that are more "affordable" tend to be the ones you can't really trust, especially to listen to more serious issues.
The one thing I really wish one president, or someone in this joke of a country would focus on, is mental health funding. They see these statistics, these numbers, soaring suicide and depression, but nothing is done. We have people doing bad things, who aren't all there in the head, and they never received the help they needed when they needed it. Instead, mental issues are just a stigma to a lot of people in this country. I've seen people who suffer from severe mental issues, such as schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, anything with a heavy label just shrugged off. My own grandfather was one of those. Instead of getting help, he was just put on pills(once even put on sugar pills cause they were assuming he wasn't reacting the way they saw fit to the treatment). It never helped him. But it was easier for them, when he was in a in-patient facility, to joke about how it was fake when it wasn't. Unfortunately now he is unable to function at all, a person who was once able to be there for everything and do everything, is now just dead mentally. Whatever was there for him is gone now, and who knows, if he got the right treatment he needed it could've been prevented, but because we couldn't afford good treatment and there wasn't adequate and facilities and professionals to help, he was lost to what was destroying him mentally and it sucks.
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