Mental Health.

If it wasn't so sad, it would almost be funny.

I find it quite bizarre that this blog- that was deliberately began as a place to talk about nothing at all, really, has gained such a following. And has so many people who come here looking for information on mental health and mental illness, suicide, and depression.

I'd posted here, in my blogs early days, about living with depression, and the torture of postnatal (postpartum) depression in particular.

Then, In January 2011, my much loved husband suffered a violent psychosis and took his own life, by hanging, in front of me.

If you really want to read the whole story... strap in, and start with this post. Then just keep clicking 'Newer Post', riiiiiight down the bottom of the page, until things start to look normal again. It might take a while.

If that's too much effort- I totally get it, don't worry, most of those posts are tagged as either "This Is F*cked" or "The After". And then I've added 'Begin Again'.. because, eventually, I have to.

I wrote, in detail, and to much criticism, about the afternoon my husband hung himself, his time in the ICU, and the horrible balance between sane men and violent suicide that seems to float unseen and unspoken about.

If you want to know why I blogged all those things... I guess this post explains it best.

I blogged the speech I made at my husbands funeral. If you read nothing else here, please, read that.

And if you, like me, happen to suffer from debilitating, painful anxiety and panic attacks... please read this post. I wrote it for you.

Like this place, or hate it, I'm not really fussed. Take what you will from it, what's helpful and what's not. I'm certainly no expert, and I don't have all the answers. In fact, I don't have any of the answers. If I did, my husband might still be here.

But read, if you like. It's my truth, and I'm not ashamed of it, or afraid to share it. Take what I said, in my speech at Tony's funeral. Please. Read it, and take it to heart.

Us people, we talk so much about nothing. There is too much silence surrounding mental illness in the world.

You speak.

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Immediate help for....

Australia can be found through LifeLine, on 13 11 14, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
New Zealand- Lifeline, on 0800 543 354, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
America- National Suicide Prevention Lifeline, 1-800-273-TALK (8255).
And in the UK, its the Samaritans- 08457 90 90 90

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14 comments:

Bek Williams said...

You are an amazing advocate of mental health and its secrecy. I have been treated for severe depression since my 7 year old was newborn! Lots of shit went on and it seems I will forever take my little happy pills. But thats ok - cause they keep me from losing the plot!
But there are many members of my immediate family who dont agree that mental health issues exist, so mostly I live , as you say, in silence!
You rock Lori, please keep your posts raw! I for one can relate to alot of what you say!

megastein said...

I believe that we can stop the stigma surrounding mental illness by talking about it. Talking about the fear, secrecy, shame, and even the absurdity of having depression, bipolar, and schizophrenia. I have never commented on one of your blog posts before, but I want to sincerely thank you Lori for your bravery. You are so open and honest about your struggles and it is refreshing to bear witness to what you are going through. Please continue speaking out and telling people about your first handle experiences with mental illness. You are extraordinary and I have tremendous gratitude to you, your friends, and your family for making a space to continue the discussion on our mental health.

{Crafty Girls} said...

Lori, I have no doubt in my mind that you've saved my life. In some way, shape, or form. Saved my husband and children from going through that hell, saved me from making that... mistake.

I have bi polar II, and I'm sure your aware of the impact that has had on my family over the years. I've never REALLY thought about the impact it would have on my family, if I was to take my life, not to that extent or detail. It needed to be said.

I know it's cold comfort for yourself, but I will never forget you, or Tony, not ever. xxxx

CourtneyB said...

I never spoke to my husband about real stuff like this till January, you know the day....
Up till then i just took for granted our happiness...
Now i am more alert, i watch for signs, i ask and ask till he will speak...
Ive told you before and I'll say it again, No one who knows you and cares for you will go on with life in quite the same way...

Glowless @ Where's My Glow said...

To have experienced all you have in these few short months and still be thinking of others astounds me. You are truly a wonderful and inspiring person x

Dorothy said...

I'd rather talk and read about this than about anything else. We seem to be living in denial about this stuff. Until a tragedy....

Trisha said...

Hi Lori,

I am one of those that you inspired to speak. To stop and realize that actually, I was not okay, but that I did not have to be alone...and that death was not the answer.

I am truly sorry for your tragedy and wish that you did not have to go through the pain that you are experiencing right now.

But I am also grateful to you...you saved my life, literally (specifically that Ugly post)...the day I read it (fortuitously) I was seriously considering ending my life...so thank you.

Thank you and I wish you strength.

Marianna Annadanna said...

Love your honesty. Hang in there.

K said...

You are so brave, I cannot even begin to imagine how challenging life can be for you. Well done for speaking out about mental illness and being so open. I'm not sure words are enough but I wish you happiness and peace.

tonymcfadden said...

You're fucking awesome. And I don't say that very often.

365daysoftwins said...

Your writing is a great big middle finger to depression in general, and the silent stigma surrounding it specifically. You. are. awesome. Lots of love from Minnesota.

Like trillions of people around the world (a rough estimate), I'm one of those people that suffer from "something". Some days, it's nothing, some days it's a real shit show. I know everything you're writing about, and can't even pretend to understand any of it. I'm looking forward to following.

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carolyn said...

Hi Lori, I am nearly finished my social work degree and did my first placement in mental health. I also began to question if I should have done nursing instead of SW. however, time will tell. I plan to work in mental health or age care where i am curently working as a personal care worker. At 50 I think I just want to make an impact on sufferers and help with the recoverly process. You should write a book on your experiences as there is only one other done my a Ballarat women. This would help destigmatise hidden mental illness and suicide in our society

svasti said...

Just another reader coming over from The Age.

My own story is both similar and different to yours. I too, was on the receiving end of a man who seemed to have lost it. An ex-lover, over for dinner and our evening turned from companionable to violent before I knew what was happening.

Only in my case, he didn't kill himself. Instead I was left with PTSD and depression and my own desire for suicide.

Nearly six years later, I'm finally regaining my balance in a very sure-footed way.

I know you can make it through, as horrible as everything has been. Stay true to yourself and your instincts and I know you'll make it.

It just takes time and utter stubbornness, is all.

I'm so sorry for your loss, the trauma and the current upside-down-ness of your life. *hugs*

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