Wednesday, December 31
Happy New Year!
Tuesday, December 30
Most read posts of 2014
1. LIVING WITH ANXIETY
Monday, December 29
My mental health New Year's resolutions
1. Not ever feel worried about sharing my mental health story - it could potentially help people to know about it whereas no one will benefit if I remain silent.
2. Continue pushing MHAG's aims of tackling stigma, promoting services and pushing for better services.
3. Speak up whenever I see mental health not being treated as importantly as physical health.
4. Look out for those who could be struggling from mental health issues, even if they are hidden, and act where I can to alleviate those issues.
5. Recognise the symptoms of my own mental health issues and act more quickly if they start worsening.
6. Read as much as I can about developments in law, treatments and charity campaigns.
7. Plan a fund-raising challenge in aid of MHAG.
8. Finish editing my journal about my experience of recovery.
Sunday, December 21
Merry Christmas!
Friday, December 19
The MHAG Christmas speech
It seems like it's been an absolute lifetime since I was sat here in front of you at our Christmas 2013 meeting talking about everything we'd achieved in the months previously since we began in May that year. I like to think 2014 was the year which will lay the foundations for MHAG making an impact on residents struggling with their mental health in years to come.
We have so many projects in various stages of planning which I genuinely believe will make a difference in this town. We talk about the projects at every MHAG meeting and you also get regular updates if you're on our email circulation list so I won't go into then too much except to extend my absolute thanks to our teams – specifically Neil, Elaine, Beth and Andrea for the mentoring project, Fay for the jigsaw project and Sarah, Helen and Pam for the signposting project - but I do just want to go through a whistle-stop tour of everything MHAG has been doing this year. It might be a little bit naval-gazing but I think it's important for us to do at least twice a year (at Christmas and at our AGM) but this is a much more informal way of doing it than at the MHAG and also will hopefully fill us with a lovely warm glowy feeling just before Christmas!
Having looked back through my diary for the year, the very first thing I did with MHAG this year was on January 3, a meeting with Elaine and Neil about what was to become the highly-successful mentoring project. The first event we attended was the LGBT awareness event at Redditch Library on February 1 and the first event we actually co-ordinated was the Valentine's Ball which all who attended seemed to really enjoy – so much so we are hosting another ball in 2015, although this time the theme will be spring. We did a couple of walks in spring as preparation of our Three Peaks challenge – this is something we are still really keen to do but we decided attempting to do it this year with little training would have been very silly and next year is so busy for both myself and Beccy that we think 2016 is going to be our year! My motto very much is if you're going to do something, do it properly so I hope to be putting together a training programme for 2015 so we can ensure we have the best possible chance of completing the event in 2016.
Personally I had a little bit of an MHAG lull in late spring to early summer while I was trying out the mental health services in Redditch for myself (Beccy kept calling it an MHAG field trip every time we went to a new service!) - but rather than dwell on the bad experience I like to think it's pushed me to make MHAG as great as possible and to ensure we are working as hard as we can for anyone else who is in the same position I was.
In July, Beccy spoke to Disability Action Redditch about the work we do. I think it's great so many other organisations in Redditch are interested in what we do and want to find out more! We have such strong links with so many group and that's something we really hope to continue going forward. Of course we have had speakers at our monthly meetings too including Dr Tim Lee who spoke about what the CCG are doing. We had the huge honour of being made one of the mayor's charities for 2014/15 and I'm sure we'll all agree the work Pat Witherspoon is doing to highlight mental health and dementia during her mayoral year is fantastic. As part of that there was the comedy night at the Palace Theatre which was hilarious and struck just the right note between lots of laughs and being thought-provoking. As part of our connection with the Alzheimer's Society, the other mayoral charity, we got to take part in their dementia friendly community walk at Arrow Valley Lake which was a great experience.
Fast forward to October to our second Wellbeing Week – it started with a poetry night which went better than any of us could have expected with over 30 attendees and lots of people getting up on stage during the open mic part of the night – as well as the scheduled speakers - which was very powerful. Our two-day advice shop at the Kingfisher Centre was also a great success and it was great this year that we were able to include an element of interactivity with food making, face painting, colouring and other activities providing a chance for the kids to get involved while we chatted to their parents.
We launched our pledge which is doing well online and in print and then the week after that Mary's support group and some of the MHAG members had the chance to speak to Luciana Berger, shadow minister for public health which includes mental health, during her visit to Redditch. More recently we attended the Pride event at Heart of Worcestershire College and hosted an evening about the mentoring event which I hear went very well! All this alongside the mentoring pilot and setting up the jigsaw and signposting projects – and meeting the movers and shakers as Neil would call them - and I think it's safe to say we are starting to make a real impact in the borough.
But whilst I can look through my diary and detail the events we've hosted and attended, the meetings we've been at and the influential people we've reached out to – what I can't measure is the stigma we've helped dispell. Our last speaker of the year Laney Walsh spoke about Redditch being a progressive town where we were doing more than most to tackle mental health stigma. I couldn't agree more. I really relish the fact it's quite normal for people to see us out and about in our MHAG t-shirts or for us all to be regularly starting conversations about mental health. That was the entire aim of MHAG – if one person feels more comfortable talking about their illness then we have made a splash and we can be hugely proud collectively that we've come together in our spare time to make that happen.
What I also can't measure is what you've all done for me personally. There is no possible way for me to tell you all how much you've changed my life and how much being a part of something as great as MHAG kept me going through some pretty bad times. During our very first meeting last May I was overwhelmed by the fact people were willing to come and share their stories with us and I'll let you into a little secret – sometimes (very occasionally) I fall silent for a bit during each meeting and that's when I'm looking around thinking how absolutely wonderful all of you are and how proud I am to call you all not only my fellow MHAG members but also my friends. I don't need to tell you all mental health is a dark, scary, lonely and terrifying place but having such a wonderful support network around me helped get me through my journey and turn everything around for me. I try not to single individuals out in my little speeches as no doubt I will forget someone and cause offence – and she will have a go at me later for doing this – but I do want to especially thank Beccy. She'll be rolling her eyes at this point and trying to claim she's done nothing! We often talking about breaking down closed doors when it comes to stigma and all of you do that every day but the lady on my right physically broke down my door to get to me (on her birthday of all days) when I was at my lowest point and had given up on staying alive. She won't ever tell you she did that but I think people should know – firstly so that you can marvel at how strong she is! And secondly because it shows the impact MHAG said. I would be dead if MHAG hadn't happened.
So at this point I'll end this speech because there's refreshments to enjoy but I just can't thank you all enough and we continue breaking down doors – hopefully metaphorically not physically – for a long time yet.
Wednesday, December 17
Functioning with a mental health illness
Monday, December 15
Round Table Christmas collection
Saturday, December 13
Pride of Redditch
Thursday, December 11
Christmas with MHAG
Wednesday, December 10
'Cheer up' and other ridiculous things people say
Tuesday, December 9
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Monday, December 8
Mentoring evening success
Sunday, December 7
Promoting mental health at the council
Saturday, December 6
Wednesday, December 3
Thank you Hillcrest
Tuesday, December 2
School - where good mental health starts
Monday, December 1
Locked up for the crime of being unwell
Friday, November 28
The Mask
Don't be fooled by the face I wear,
for I wear a thousand masks,
masks that I'm afraid to take off,
and none of them is me.
Pretending is an art which is second nature to me -
but don't be fooled, for God's sake don't be fooled.
I give the impression that I'm secure, sunny and unruffled,
within as well as without,
that confidence is my name and coolness my game,
that the water's calm and I'm in command, and that I need no-one.
But don't believe me. Please.
That surface may seem smooth,
but my surface is my mask.
Beneath this lies no complacency.
Beneath dwells the real me in confusion,
in fear and aloneness.
But I hide this. I don't want anyone to know it.
I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear of being exposed.
That's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind,
a nonchalant, sophisticated facade to help me to pretend,
to shield me from the glance that knows.
But such a glance is precisely my salvation,
my only salvation, and I know it - that is,
if it is followed by acceptance,
if it is followed by Love;
it is the only thing which will assure me
of what I can't assure myself -
that I'm worth something.
But I don't tell you this. I don't dare, I'm afraid to - afraid your glance will not
be followed by acceptance, will not be followed by Love.
I'm afraid that you will think less of me,
that you will laugh at me,
and your laugh would kill me!
I'm afraid that deep down I'm nothing, that I'm no good,
and that you will see this and reject me.
So I play my game, my desperate game,
with a facade of assurance without,
and a trembling child within.
And so begins the parade of masks. And my life becomes a front.
I chatter idly to you of superficialities.
I tell you everything that is really nothing,
and nothing of what is everything -
of what is crying within me.
So when I'm going through my routine,
do not be fooled by what I'm saying,
what I'd like to be able to say,
what, for survival, need to say but can't.
I dislike hiding - honestly! I dislike the phoney game I'm playing.
I'd really like to be genuine and spontaneous and me.
You've got to hold out your hand
even when that is the last thing that I seem to want.
Only you can wipe away from my eyes the blank stare of breathing death.
only you can call me to aliveness.
Each time you are kind and gentle and encouraging,
each time you try to understand because you really care,
my heart begins to grow wings,
very small wings,
very feeble wings,
but wings!
With your sensitivity and sympathy and your power of understanding
you can breathe life into me.
I want you to know that. I want you to know how important you are to me, how
You alone can break down the wall behind which I tremble.
You alone can remove my mask.
You alone can release me from my shadow-world of panic and uncertainty,
from my lonely person.
Do not pass me by.
Please do not pass me by.
It will not be easy for you.
A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls.
The more closely you approach me, the more blindly I strike back.
But I am told that love is stronger than walls,
and in this lies my hope.
Please try to beat down those walls with firm hands
but with gentle hands...for a child is very sensitive.
Who am I, you may wonder?
I am someone you know very well,
for I am every man that you meet,
and I am every woman that you meet.
Tuesday, November 25
Chair's welcome for our poetry night
What makes me happy?
My support network:
How often do we hear those words banded about? Especially when talking about mental health. But really and truly, having friends and family around me is something I valued more than anything else when I was poorly and they got me through some pretty bad days. It's horrible to think some people don't have that love there surrounding them (or perhaps just can't see it because of their illness). I guess that was part of the reason for being involved in a charitable organisation - if attending an MHAG meeting, getting to know our members, reading stuff we write on various social media outlets or being able to access some services through MHAG helps people feel they have a support network there then we've done what we set out to do!
Writing:
As many people know, I'm a journalist by trade so writing is something I do every single day. When I was younger I wrote copious amounts of short stories, poems, letters etc - filling up numerous notebooks or typing away on the computer for hours. Over the years as the pressures of being an adult with all the associated responsibilities grew, I lost that desire to sit down and write somewhere along the way (having time to do it is always an issue too!). On the first day I went into Hillcrest I decided my recovery project would be to complete a journal for 100 days. I took this as an opportunity not only to document what life was like on a mental health ward and immediately after being discharged, but also to delve back into my life and the important episodes - good and bad - which had shaped it. I would whole-heartedly recommend this to anyone! Or if you're not a fan of writing, perhaps something else creative which you can take some time out of the daily grind of life to complete?
Learning how to relax:
Many people, myself included, are guilty of living at 100mph - constantly rushing around and doing something. I know especially when I'm unwell I'm prone to cover up any signs of the illness by taking on more and more and making myself busy all the time. When I first knew I was becoming more unwell, I was in the midst of planning our first Wellbeing Week while launching a new paper at work and training for the Birmingham Half Marathon. Most people would have got to the end of that hectic period and sat down for a little rest - not me. I kept on at that pace for months before my mind (and my body) was screaming at me to stop and essentially gradually I shut down bit by bit until I wasn't functioning at all.
The first day in Hillcrest was probably the first time I'd sat and done absolutely nothing (except for some sudoku, reading and writing) for about a year. When I got out I found some Youtube videos about muscle relaxation and guided meditation and used those to get back on track with my sleeping. It's not easy and I'm by no means an expert but I definitely try and carve out a little time for myself each week - whether it's just to scroll absentmindedly through Twitter for a while or have an early night. Sometimes if you're so busy rushing through it and forget to stop and look around you, you miss all the good things which are actually happening!
MHAG:
Myself and vice-chair Beccy often joke MHAG is our baby but being involved in it since its inception - from those very early chats between the two of us wondering if we could get some interested people together to talk about mental health, to today when I get to meet with all sorts of people and chat about the issue and help organise fund-raisers and awareness-raising events - is without doubt one of the most rewarding things I've ever done.
Many people tell me trying to run MHAG alongside holding down a full-time job is too stressful and I should consider giving it up but I truly believe I wouldn't be as happy without it. It gives me a huge sense of pride to look at how it's grown and a feeling of excitement thinking about where we could take it in the future. Every single meeting, I still marvel at the fact people have come together to talk about mental health and there are so many motivated, intelligent, compassionate, creative, wonderful people who call themselves MHAG members!
So a little thank you from me to everyone here. Without getting too gushy (I have a real tendency to!) I truly admire every single person who's had the courage to come and share their experiences with us, I truly respect all of the members who give up their free time to make MHAG happen and I truly have made friends with some of the most fantastic people you could hope to meet through this little organisation which has come so far in the last two years.
Thank you,
Harriet.