MENTAL HEALTH LET’S TALK
Today a megacommunications megaconglomerate is sponsoring a campaign where you tweet about your deeply personal mental health issues using their corporate hashtag and they will give some mental health advocacy groups of their choosing five whole cents of their money.
I am pissed when I see the Prime Minister using his own twitter page to promote this campaign to the general public. Because I really think that funding for these programs should be guaranteed by the government to begin with. The environment of scarcity and underfunding that surrounds mental health services is perpetuated by his government. The criminalization of mental health is ongoing under his government.
There should not be a need for individuals who struggle with mental health to advocate for the resources they need to make life bearable, fighting stigma and a lack of access all the while. Watching the leader of this country advocate privatized, corporatized, charity-based solutions to systemic social problems makes me so mad I want to throw down.
Even so, a bunch of the people I am friends with, on twitter and in person, have stepped the fuck up. They are sharing their very personal stories, at risk of stigmatization, harassment, and deep trauma, for the sake of creating a genuine dialogue. I am humbled by what people attempt just to live their lives authentically, safely, happily. These people I know are brave as fuck. Tough as fuck. Vulnerable and hard and caring and capable as all get out. I hate that it takes a big corporation for them to have the platform they need to speak these truths.
When we think about mental health, I want us to think about the people in our lives that make it bearable, wonderful, possible -
not some cell phone company, I mean shit. I like that this money is going to go to brain research and to lots of little mental health organizations across the country. These things need funding! That funding should never be in question or in jeopardy.
Props are in order:
- To my parents and my friends, who let me tell them my truths without fear.
- To my nurse practitioner who gives me free samples of my meds so that I don’t have to go broke to feel better.
- To my very first counselor, who never questioned the validity of my depression even though I was so worried that I was “not sick enough” to need assistance, treatment, and resources.
- To the co-worker who asked me if there was anything I’d need to get through the winter this year.
- To my co-bloggers at Care of The Self, who add great resources to our mental health tumblr.
- To bloggers like Julia, Claire, Claire again!, Kate, Katie, Arabelle, Natalie, s.e. smith, Kristen, Maranda and Amber, Jessica Luxery and Fleetwood Legay, and many many many more people who write about mental health all the time, not when some damn corporation tells them to do it.
& yeah, I bedazzled my full-spectrum light
because why the fuck not? My manicure matches my full-spectrum light because why the fuck not? This thing makes such a difference in my life that sometimes I call it “my boyfriend” and I am only kind of kidding.