After multiple hosptial visits, loss of most social support, loss of job, loss of money, loss of life purpose, half a life in the mental health inpatient system or in the prison system, in the foster care system, I don’t think they need a reminder of just how bad things are. In a relationship where they have their rights taken away and are not allowed to leave, eat, shower, sleep, have their own clothes unless we say it’s okay, I don’t think think they need more reminders of who has the power in this relationship.
How long do you hang in there clinging desperately to the hope that with time things will change? How long do you live with that feeling of dread and sadness and disappointment because if you don’t hang in there then what’s left is perpetuation of stigma and stereotypes and toxic workplace culture and dehumanizing care…

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