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Our National Broken System!
The recent incident in Santa Barbara, Ca. brings a lot of thoughts, to share. For one, the National Mental Health System is weak and broken in this country. The laws are a blur, action when needed is far removed. This serious epidemic continues to escalate right beneath our eyes, and we do nothing. For example in this recent situation, the cops show up at this guys house before the killings. Do they search it no, better yet do they access a national gun control manifest to see if he owns guns, no. Does anybody jump in and put this kid under watch, lock him up, no. Why because with the screwed up laws in our country you can’t only if suicide attempt is being made. His father and mother knew he was off, yet did they grab anybody of authority, mental health specifically and raise the awareness for action to take place, no. Or let’s say they did, could an authority detain and examine this individual, maybe look at his videos and manifest, what about his 3 room mates that were killed? How does this stuff go on right underneath our noses, and not addressed? Again no proactive approach to these type of situations, no program in place, no funding to extend the program where it needs to be, including for our veterans who come back from the battlefield, torn and tortured mentally. Not enough, never to soon, too late! All of it.
When is this country going to wake up and realize that there is a problem facing us in every sector, a problem that needs to be aggressively addressed and not handled delicately rather abruptly and swiftly, and without hesitation. All the victims in this country, lives leveled by murder and torture, some could have been saved if we as a country took Mental Health with the seriousness that it requires. If more people got involved and actually talked to one another rather than text or emailed or social media. A convergence directed at those who need help could just save those who have died unnecessarily.
I blame the government Federal, State and Local. For not spending the money that is needed to put programs and shove awareness in each and every one of our faces. Too much emphasis on gay, racial or other political agenda. All of us are affected by this, and might just be an innocent victim someday. How about a national, and local hotline specifically for these kind of problems. Rather we have 911 lines for every single incident that happens, no specific for Mental Health problems and I am talking the whole circle of problems that are Mental Health related.
People react to stress differently, we don’t know what goes on inside another’s mind, we don’t know if one will “act out” their twisted thoughts or they are just thoughts. But in this case, the guy had been posting videos, wrote 140 pages, purchased multiple firearms and lived with 3 roommates. HELLO, enough signs for someone, or some institution to have taken a hint.
Young Adults, HIPPA, Mass Killings
It’s time to lobby for sharing of information between parents, therapists, schools, police, gun sales outlets and others involved when young adults are showing signs of distress. HIPPA laws are well-intentioned but too many young people are falling between the cracks during the time when major mental illness sets in (late teens thru mid twenties.) This, of course, is the age when families and care providers lose the right to discuss the individual’s behaviors among themselves, based on HIPPA laws (unless the patient is willing to sign releases). The current scourge of killings by young people must be addressed through a multi-systems approach.
Two of my own children have mental illnesses. Fortunately, they’ve never had violent tendencies. But when my daughter and son became adults, I suddenly lost the right to advocate for them, which caused a terrible wrench in their treatment and care. I think HIPPA mental health laws should extend to when a youth is 23 or even 25 years old.
Mental illness, Drug and Alcohol Addiction and Homelessness go hand in hand… I had to put this out there… and, I will be lobbying for changes in the fragmentation of our mental health system… it is far more than broken, it is a horrible tragedy, a train wreck…a disgrace, taking place in our society and there have got to be some answers to address this. When we have a problem with any other organ in our bodies, there happens to be far more readily available resources to access treatments…. NOT SO when it comes to the ‘mind’… there are so many stigma’s attached to having a mental illness…. WHY IS THIS!!!!! I could not count the numbers of times I have taken a battering ram to the doors of every system supposedly designed to help my son find some semblance of peace in his mind, only to wind up holding onto him ever tighter as he fell again and again through the cracks. Ultimately, I could not tie a big enough knot to the end of that rope that he could hold onto, he grew so weary …
This past couple of months my son was finally properly diagnosed and treatment began with supposedly ‘proper’ medications and an outpatient counseling plan set into action, that might have worked, had there been a good amount of time involved in intensive in-patient help, first… but he was put back out of the very walls that were ‘supposed’ to keep him safe and treat his illness until he had the right tools and coping skills to see him safely back into a world that tests even the sanest man on a daily basis. My heart broke, along with his spirit, as I watched him become more and more fragmented and sadly slipping further and further away from a reality where everyone who loved and cared for him were trying to stay on his team. His own perception of his reality sucked… and that puts it mildly…HOW LOUD MUST WE BE TO GET THE HELP THAT IS NEEDED! My son had choices, and he would have/DID ‘chose’ to be well, but what he needed most was just not there for him.
He loved life, loved his children, his family, his friends, his work, with passion, he wanted what we all want… but, choosing to be well, mentally, and having the ability to follow through to become so are 2 entirely different things in regards to mental illness. My understanding, from the accident report, is that my son ran out in front of a van that was going 50 mph. (investigation is ongoing at this time…) but, After a billion attempts to quiet his own anxiety and remove the darkness that became like a shroud over his very very dark existence, he may have beat his demons on his own… my son is now gone from me in this lifetime. WE lost a beautiful heart, a very talented man, a son, a father, an uncle, brother, cousin, nephew, grand son, friend, neighbor… I will advocate for changes in this broken system with every breath I take until there comes such a time that we treat mental illness as assertively and if need be as aggressively as we would treat cardiac, respiratory, hepatic, nervous system, renal, digestive, immune system, musculoskeletal, reproductive, endocrine…etc diseases.
BA Mother’s Determination and Love
A Mothers Determination and Love
Beth Albaneze, CTRS CPRP
I am writing to tell you a story about Alberta and her 42 year old son Eric who has been diagnosed with chronic mental illness. Alberta is an RN at the oncology unit at suburban Hospital in Bethesda Maryland. Alberta has exhausted her efforts navigating the mental health system. She contacted House Calls to help get her son’s life back. She could not accept that the day program where he had been for over seven years (after many years in a state hospital) was all there was for him. She even wrote the President of the United States.
Alberta described Eric as a popular active high school student, he was on the football team, had a girlfriend and many many friends. His life turned upside down in his senior year of high school when he became depressed which led to his first onset of psychosis. He had been distraught over his girlfriend and suffered a couple of concussions playing football and also during an altercation with aggressive strangers.
Mental Health and the Worker
No one ever lives a perfect life and we struggle with our own battles. At times it can overwhelm us and it becomes too late for those who not seek help. Lives are affected and changed forever. The start of my depression is unknown but my life is always in the look for meaning. After graduating college and trouble finding job I became involved in the mental health system. My battle with depression resurfaced as old issued reappeared with my daily clients. I am fortunate enough in my life to have support to have people who love and care for me. They give me strength and courage. With that strength and courage I was able to admit and begin to heal the wounds of depression. I continue now with therapy and continue with medication. There is no stigma in terms of mental disorder and no shame. You can carry on live a normal life. Believe in yourself seek the help you need and receive the help you need. Only thing I can ask as I see the day to day workings of the mental health system is more can be done. With growing violence, bullying, increased suicide rates, and deaths from substances more can be done. Day to day work there is success, but it is little. We are a revolving door for our clients giving them little resources and few chances to survive. Only hope is to continue to return or to continue to fail once they leave the hospital. If anything we need programs for long term hospitalizations.
This American Life’s Bad Baby
I am a mom to three beautiful children. I have two boys and my baby is a girl. All of my children mean the world to me. Sadly, my eldest son has given me a run for my money. I wish I could tell you for sure what exactly is wrong but I can’t seem to get a consensus amongst the numerous professionals he has seen just this year. Just this year alone, he has been hospitalized at a mental facility three times for various reasons. He has received a string of diagnosis’s ranging from ADHD, ODD, IED, disruptive mood Disregulation disorder, Autism spectrum, mood disorder Nos, PDD-NOS. His therapist thinks he very much fits under Conduct Disorder. To be honest with you, I don’t care what the label is, I just need help.
Beautiful Mess
My mother’s manic depression and alcohol abuse has affected my family tremendously. It has lead to a lot of fighting and turmoil, and has now ultimately lead to her husband, my step-dad, divorcing her. He has been through so much pain and the history of her hurting him is irreversible. For the past 7 months or so, she has been in and out of a mental health facility where she stays for a period of 3 to 5 days at a time. She is on medication, but because of how much alcohol she consumes, I fully believe the medication doesn’t get a chance to do what it is supposed to do for her brain. She is a beautiful mess. Today, I will be visiting her at the facility, where I hope to learn that they will also help her with her alcohol abuse, as they have failed to do so in the past. My job today, is to also make sure we have a set plan/course of action for her because we as a family cannot keep doing this every 2 months or so. The Mental Health system needs to change in that they continue to help the patient after they have left the facility, even if it’s years from now. Bipolar and depression is a lifelong battle, and she needs and army to help her the rest of her life.
One last thing I’d like to add: the Mental Health system also needs to change in that my mother should not have to go through the ER first, where they make her wait an average of 7 hours, so that she can get admitted into the mental health facility. That is just ludicrous. The Mental Health facility should have their own program where she can walk in, get physically checked and admitted in a reasonable amount of time. The ER is the wrong section of the hospital for her, and she becomes worse in those 7 hours they force her to wait.
A Hole in One
A Hole in One?
MENTAL HEALTH dates back to prehistoric times when cave men were thumping women over the head and telling them ugggh! Around 5000 BC, during medieval times when these individuals were thought to be possessed by evil spirits or demons they would put a hole in the side of the persons head to let the evil spirits out-this was called skull trephine. Other reports state that exorcisms, incantations, prayer, atonement, as well as magical and mystical rituals were used to drive out the evil spirits. That was then this is now!
Michelle and I met in a hospital emergency room; both our sons had taken ill or as some would call it they had an episode! We were triaged and then given an ER room and after a couple of hours we were sat in the hallway in chairs up against a wall in front of the nurse’s station along with others who were there for the same purpose. As Michelle and I observed other patients, parents and friends seated in this row, we decided to dub it “mental health row”.
I wish I could be inspirational however, I have been trying to find my mother-in-laws, sister but, because she was homeless in Miami, apparently she’s not worthy of being entered into the FCIC/NCIC system for a report. I have proof of the date she was last seen, checked ME office, shelters, hospitals and Psych wards. She is still a person homeless or not! Anyone out there know what we can do?
rolled robbed bankrupted ripped off inprisoned without due process
I went in voluntary, not drafted to get an education that I could not afford to get. I did my part and the government bailed on me. Changing what they would do leaving me high and dry and half educated. To fend for myself all alone. Sure I made mistakes with life, but some were forced on me.
Lost three homes, two wives, four or five sail boats, three cars, two mother-in-laws. Well I sort of liked that last loss. Then baker acted, sent to rehab, finally sent to old folks home and no drivers license. Stuck here alone.