Archive for February, 2012

No Man is an Island

February 7, 2012

I am so afraid.  It’s only going to get worse, isn’t it? I can feel myself slipping away.  I dreamt that I was drowning.  Someone held out their hand but when I grasped it they wrenched it away and I was sucked back into the water. Not all mental illness is treatable.  They should stop pretending it is. It gives people false hope. Please someone make it stop.  I am terrified but I have no reason to be. Where is it coming from?  This world is not my home. The voice in my head tells me that I am an abomination. I can see why you would want to believe that I brought this upon myself.  I think it’s only going to get worse. But you cannot commit suicide without grievously wounding other people.  As Donne said ‘No man is an island entire of itself’ although God knows I’ve tried to be.

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More Make Believe…

February 1, 2012

‘It’s tragic for the mentally ill but the fact is that psychiatry does not attract the best minds in medicine.’

From my favourite, now defunct, NHS psychiatrist:

‘More than one patient in my medical career gave her profession as dominatrix. Some found their clients among the lower classes, and some among the upper. Those who flogged the lower orders tended to be older, smaller, weaker and less pretty; those who serviced the upper were beautiful in what might be called a strapping way.’

As if he himself is in a position to cast judgement on his patients’ aesthetic qualities. He clearly lives in a dimension devoid of mirrors:

Devastatingly handsome or is there something brutish about his countenance?

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/film/film-news/9052377/Lets-not-beat-ourselves-up-over-masochism.html

I can’t believe a ‘respectable’ broadsheet would publish this kind of obvious fantasy as fact.

A brute, a fantasist and a sadist – perfect qualifications for his specialism.

‘One even had an international clientele: she would travel the world to whip judges and other members of the local establishment or intelligentsia.’

Sure she did, Doctor. And why would she be seeing a NHS psychiatrist? My guess is that she was not the client.

Whatever floats your boat, Herr Doktor.

Addendum: And from a later article:

‘We are like children! We deserve no freedom! We must be beaten with truncheons!’

Whatever you say, Doctor.

I’m feeling slightly nauseated.


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