The Pen IS mightier than the Sword!
I’ve had a hell of a painful few days. Left in the lurch by a system designed to make people disappear. Turning them into somebody else’s problem. Emergency phone numbers got me put on hold; or worse yet inflicted elevator music on me. I started loosing it. When I found myself contemplating random acts of violence simpy to get noticed I got truly worried. Locking myself in my bathroom, the only place I could find which could be made secure, until I was able to calm down enough to find a safer environment.
So at roughly seven o’clock this morning I decided to go for a text based approach. Submitting the following as a complaint to Manchester Mental Health via their online form.
I could explain what’s going on with me. Or I could tell you why you’re so fucked-up but you’ve only given me one thousand characters. But Perhaps I’d just like something coherent to latch onto when I can’t cope. Events have pushed me over the edge The Police act like I’m the problem.
What do I do where there’s nowhere safe I can sleep? I’ve be up 72-hours. I’ve not taken my meds. I’m currently sitting where I’ve been told I’m a danger to others. Have little clue how to resolve the situation.
So unless you would like tell me who I’ve got to kill (and I’ve armed myself with something a little bit better than the traditional sword) perhaps you’d like to get someone from South Manchester Team Three to investigate why the occupant of 18 Xxx, Yyy currently has no intention of sleeping there again. If I don’t hear from somebody within a reasonable timeframe I’ll go with the plan of attacking my landlord.
Bleak irony in the extreme. Had the desired effect. Ontological weaponry designed to get through the cracks, using the preconceptions and prejudice I’m faced with to my own advantage.
I’ve since been told it got to the highest reaches of management. At one point even the deployment of Armed Police was considered. Then someone took the reasonable course of giving me a call to find out what was going on. Once I’d given them the title of the piece things started moving in the right direction. I received assistance in dealing with my immediate problems. The hope of a longer-term solution. And a list of the phone-numbers I should have been given in the first place.
Still, the system’s obviously in a mess. The ongoing industrial action is a notable highlight on a site ostensibly designed to support the community rather than employees. The team which supports me is 41% more expensive in regards to the costs incurred by service service users than the team based just a twenty-minute walk up the road. And don’t get me started on negligence which lead to my predicament.