Stigma and the F. Word

Stigma and the F. Word

Stigma and the F. Word

30 Jun 2019

Every day in the world of mental health, the word stigma is thrown around. What is stigma anyway. Everyone uses it, but i stopped to think about it today and even I didn’t understand the true meaning of the word so I looked it up

Stigma – A mark of disgrace associated with a particular circumstance, quality or person.

Yep, the world still looks at mentally ill people as a disgrace.. Marked by an invisible illness and shunned by society. I am bi polar and I don’t hide what I have, but others do, in fear that society that doesn’t understand mental illness. By this definition of stigma, I am seen as a disgrace by people who dont understand why I act so fucked up sometimes. I am able to deal with it from society in general. sometimes I miss out on jobs, sometimes its hard to keep a job, its hard to study and its hard to be accepted but at the end of the day this stigma or mark I’m given by the general public doesnt really bother me, I have learned to deal with it over the years and brush it off. But it isnt so easy for everyone struggling through mental health issues or illness. The fact that stigma can adversly effect so many is the reason we fight to reduce stigma through awareness. Its why I personally blog and try to normalise mental illness and suicidal thoughts not to glorify it but to make it acceptable to talk about it without judgment because so many of us go through it. However there is a stigma that we rarely talk about, a stigma that is so subtle its never spoken about but us as sufferers are quite familiar with it and its a word that either makes us warm and fuzzy or makes us cringe.

FAMILY……

Now unless you are mentally ill, the odd one out or black sheep so to speak you may not fully understand what I am about to say and for that reason I urge you to read on till the very end.

Our Families may love us, they may not, they may be supportive and they may not. But either way without even knowing it they are perpetrating one of the worst stigmas we have to deal with being mentally ill.

Our family sometimes silently exclude us from things, worried we may cause a scene and embarress them, I am certainly guilty of doing this in the past so I understand why this occurs

Our families sometimes dont support us in our ventures because we have failed so many times in the past by trying to do the hair brained schemes and ideas we have come up with while manic and slightly delusional.

 

It is understandable that our families turn their back on us ever so slightly now and again and in some cases all together. Do they know they do it? Do they know why they do it,? If they realise they know they do it? In most cases the answers NO. No family member would intentionally exclude a family member, however they do exclude us for fear we will cause that scene or my personal favorite. when the rest of your Immediate family is invited to a wedding by an extended family member and you are the only one left out not invited. Not being invited is usually not an issue, probably because you’re not that close with the person getting married so its not big deal. But when your entire immediate family keeps it from you then attends together only for you to find out on a social media post they where all there. It is then you feel excluded. They didnt tell you because they didnt want to upset you its understandable but it hurts. Hurts to see your entire family together smiling happy at the wedding and you didnt even know the extended family member was even engaged let alone getting married. Your family has excluded you and hurt you by trying to protect you and avoid a reaction they assumed was going to happen.

For so many of us this happens, and it happens often. Our family in our minds have ditched us, while in their minds they are protecting us.

When this happens we need to focus on the good, focus on the friends and family who include you no matter what, the ones that constantly back you up and are never ashamed, the friends and family who look at us and see us not the illness, the ones who see us pushing through the mental illness to try and make something of ourselves, the ones who will support our good ideas but also be honest enough to tell us straight when its a load of rubbish thats been forged in a manic mind. In our lives family will always be family and we would hope they always want to protect us and help us when the shit hits the fan. But it seems only a select few will be there not only during crisis but also there to support us and help us reach our goals like the people we are. Hold onto those relationships, put your energy in to these connections that are always there to support you – this means when you are good, you give back to these peoples cups like they gave to you while you where down and in a bad place. Do not put any energy into family or friends who see you as a burden.

Family members if you are still here reading thank you. We know sometimes we can cause a scene and sometimes get irrationally upset over what looks like nothing . But we are still people, please take the time to talk to us and learn the difference between Us and our mental illness, who we really are as a person. Communicating with us you will learn to pick the differences in us being well and unwell. Communication is and human connection are a massive part of becoming well managed in our illnesess. But in general life its extreamly important aswell. communication is the key from removing this stigma from the F word. We start with our families and those effected by mental illness. we learn to communicate to a point that we are no longer a bad mark on our families lives. If we can manage to make our families better understand us to a point we no longer get shoved in the corner because we may cause a scene and embarass them is that not the perfect example for the rest of the world to look in on and start to make change.

Written by:

Ben Russoniello | ©benrussoniello 2019

I have so many questions and segregation better not be the answer to any of them.

I have so many questions and segregation better not be the answer to any of them.

I have so many questions and segregation better not be the answer to any of them.

15 Jun 2019

Bear with me with this one. It’s a strung together collection of thoughts, questions and me grasping at straws cos I have no clue if this feeling I have is stupid or if it’s real and we should be worried. Mental health effects us all black, white, Puerto Rican, Chinese, men, women, children, gay, straight. No one is different in its eyes it simply can’t see race, religion, gender or sexual preference.

Minority races fight to be treated equal

Women fight to be treated equal

LGBTQIA fight to be treated equal

The mentally ill we all want to be treated equal to

So, why the current almost unnoticed segregation of gender, race and sexual preference in mental health awareness. I’m certain that this is unintentional but it Seems to be happening.

I’ve seen LGBTIA groups fight to be equal my entire life but now I have seen media campaigns that prioritise their mental health issues as worse then a straight persons. Sorry but we are all the same when it comes to mental illness.

Men’s mental health in Australia is in a bad way, but what happens while everyone is focusing on men? Do the women in our society get brushed aside? Do we end up with a reversal of the suicide statistics because men’s mental health has seemingly been prioritised over women? I for one do not want the women in my life feeling like they have to promote men’s mental health so much to the men around them that they forget about themselves. I don’t want the women I love and cherish to be left behind in the pursuit of men’s mental health. Sorry men’s mental health is not more important then women’s. We are all the same when it comes to mental illness.

And youth mental health this is super important I agree and teaching our young ones how to manage life and give them the tools to cope with what’s thrown at them is a must, but when funding for mental health services for people over 25 has started to dry up because all the money is being funneled into youth mental heath. Where does that leave the thousands and thousands of people over 25 to go to when there is no funding there? And why if all the funding is going into youth mental health are mental health organisations turning away kids in need?

When it comes to our mental health we are all the same it doesn’t discriminate one little bit. We may have difference experiences or situations that have caused us to have these issues but we most certainly ALL have the issues. Being 22 or 78 shouldn’t make a difference, being indigenous or white Australian shouldn’t make a difference and why the fuck can’t we just be Australians, being male or female shouldn’t make a difference.

We all have challenging things we go through in life, being a black gay man who’s been estranged from his daughter for 14 years because her mother didn’t like the fact you had the guts to be openly gay, has been through hell and back, as well as suffers with mental health issues is pretty tough, but so is being a Caucasian male who went to hell and back, who struggles with being bipolar and is living with a suicidal mind.

Those two examples that’s me and one of my closest friends. We don’t look at each other as a black gay man and a straight white man we don’t compare problems either. We just look at each other as people with problems and we support each other the best possible ways we can. And it works well. We are brothers from different mothers we have different circumstances but the same pain. We are the same.

I think my point is that we need to start looking at each other as humans instead of a class or race or a sexual preference. We need to start bringing some humanity back to the way we treat mental health and more to the point each other.

I often wonder, and those of you reading that understand mental illness should really understand where I’m coming from here. I often wonder when watching a men’s mental health add on tv what the women in our society who are struggling think…..Do they feel forgotten? Do they feel like there’s no one there to help them if they ask because they are being bombarded with mental health ad’s for men, and that’s the services that are there so what’s the point in asking because there’s nothing for me? but I’ll make sure I tell hubby about the ad and make sure he is ok……as men, the women in our lives give us so much and now we are taking them for granted and their mental health is being forgotten.

I’m guilty of this. Maybe this blog is my shame and guilt for taking the women in my life for granted……

Those of us who are mentally ill are all the same, slightly different diagnoses but we all struggle just the same. The same treatments and therapy’s are used to help us. So why are the media campaigns splitting us up. Segregating awareness. Instead of men’s mental health why can’t it be all mental health awareness.

Like I said this blog may not flow the way they normally do but it’s different, the most part of it’s been my thoughts that have gone through my mind over and over for a few weeks now some a little badly strung together maybe to get them out, maybe to see if anyone else agrees with me.

I don’t have the answers, just an unsettled feeling that if we don’t look at people as people then some of us are going to be left behind.

I hope what I’ve said hasn’t been taken the wrong way by anyone. I believe to battle the beast we need to be united. As people.

We need our humanity back…..let’s all just look out for everyone around us.

Let’s hit mental health head on together for humanities sake.

Written by:

Ben Russoniello | ©benrussoniello 2019

MAN. THE F*CK. UP.

MAN. THE F*CK. UP.

MAN. THE F*CK. UP.

31 May 2019

The following blog has bad language and a trigger warning. If you or someone close to you is experiencing Distress or is immediate danger call 000. If you or anyone you know is struggling please call Lifeline on 131114

What the hell is going on, more and more I’m hearing “Man up, it’s not that bad, I went through shit, I was a man and I handled it. You are weak to ask for help and you are not a real man if you take the easy way out of killing yourself.” As if taking your own life is an easy task.

 New research figures for suicide came out in the last week. The media was shocked but those of us who are working or living in the mental health realms not so much. The figures however are staggering. 6 men take their lives in Australia EVERY DAY. Another 82 contact the emergency services for help for either suicidal thoughts or a suicide attempt. I am in that number. I am part of that 82. In the last 6 months I have been hospitalised for a serious suicide attempt and on a separate occasion a psychotic episode that was riddled with suicidal thoughts. I guess I am a statistic now, part of the 29930 people who fighting to stay alive.  The flip side to that, I was almost part of the worse statistic, almost part of the 2190 Men who lost their War and died like men fighting to the end. I don’t care who you are and if you disagree with me or not. But death by suicide is not weak. No weak person would be able to take their own life. These people in my eyes have fought hard to the very end and died warriors.

I was lucky enough to have had someone watching over me back in November last year. I also had some fucking special family and friends who searched for me. It is only now 6 months later that I have realised it. I was surrounded family who drove 1500kms to be with me and had some awesome friends who although they couldn’t see me after for a while, kept in close contact with me. My life was an absolute mess at the time and even though I was surrounded by people I felt so lonely, financial struggles, relationship breakdowns and some of the worst mental health issues I’ve had my whole life, some top 3 bipolar bullshit.

But I wasn’t alone, I had many people around me who cared and who reached out but for some reason I just kept pushing them away. I pushed all of you away. I needed to “be a man” and deal with my shit alone like a man. And so mental illness, stress financial strain and all the rest of the mess got me, I lost my war said my good byes and………I survived… a few more relapses of wanting to end it all and a psychotic episode but I’m still here. But these times post my last attempt was different. I asked for help, in my case it was my doctors, psychologists and psychiatrists that I asked for help because id alienated every other person in my life again by this point.

“Please, will you help me I am struggling to cope?” a simple question , shouldn’t be too hard to ask but it is, it is for everyone. For men though the stats suggest it seems harder.

I need to stop now and say this, I know that our men’s suicide rate is massive and a problem now and I feel shitty aiming an entire blog based on just men. Women go through the same issues we do they feel the same shame, the same feelings of loneliness and the same pressure to be a strong independent woman and get shit done and if they don’t they are less of a woman then the next, BULLSHIT. The following although I will reference it as MENs mental health is for all of you who feel this way both men and women all of us. Black white gay straight man women it doesn’t matter we are all the same we all bleed and we all hurt.

Back to it.

Social media had plenty to say when the new stats came out, an overwhelming amount of men piped up and put their 2 cents worth in saying things like “man up and do what you need to do get over it I did and look at me I’m fine.” Or “they took the easy way out by killing themselves, they are weak.” Yeah right cos you know, killing your self is such an easy task…. dick heads. This may or may not have set me of on a few rants about how these people aren’t weak they are fighters and so on. My rants got me know where and the people who made the comments probably never read my responses anyway. The next morning, I was thinking about it and came to this conclusion. Men are our own worst enemies, there are those of us who for some fucked up reason are holding onto archaic values of Men don’t ask for help,  men have to suck it up, men have to bear the brunt of the problems that plague is family and fix them all because he is a man and that is his job, these ideas that should be long gone. But they aren’t. Men perpetuate our own stigma, we are the reason we have such high rates of suicide and for what, so we can suffer and struggle and even die in silence just because other men may think we are less of a man if we ask for help, that we are weak. FUCK THAT. Yeah, a real man puts his family first, does his best to provide and protect them but 1 person can not do everything alone. Sometimes that man needs help. I am a man, I’ve done some pretty “manly shit” in my lifetime, got in fights, been to jail, driven cars way to fucking fast. But the thing that took the most courage the thing that took all my strength was to say “hey, fucking help me” it takes real man to own the fact he cannot do it alone, it takes a real man to stand up and ask for help.

So, Men, MAN THE FUCK UP and ask for help if you need it, but oh so much more importantly those children dressed as men who are out there saying its weak to be suicidal or to struggle or to even ask for help YOU need to MAN THE FUCK UP, YOU NEED TO CHECK ON YOUR MATES, You need to say “Hey its ok, I know your struggling but I am hear for you.

Man, the fuck up fellas its time we all started being Real Men and looking out for each other instead of cutting each other down.

Written by:

Ben Russoniello | ©benrussoniello 2019

Stop faking mental illness for likes!

Stop faking mental illness for likes!

Stop faking mental illness for likes!

14 May 2019

Many many years ago when I was a young dick head hanging out with all the cool kids thinking I was awesome, I wasn’t I was a giant douche bag with a drug problem, anyway there was a guy that used to hang out with us who faked an illness… He told us he was diagnosed with Cancer…It didn’t take long before we all realised he was a fraud and one of the boys punched him out for faking something so serious… what kind of person fakes cancer?

Fast forward 16 years…

Since starting grey space I’ve followed more and more mental health social media pages and blogs. A lot of it especially on Instagram is good content creating awareness and is relatable for those of us with mental illness some of its crap but people are trying to help and that’s amazing, but I have started noticing a terrible trend I never thought possible. People are faking mental illness for attention and the go to fake illness seems to be Anxiety and BPD or Borderline Personality Disorder.

Don’t get me wrong everyone feels anxious now and again and everyone has ups and downs, can be happy and sad and most definitely be angry, it’s part of life, but to fake severe anxiety, Personality disorder or mood disorder just to get some likes on Instagram? You people need a punch in the face. It’s no different to faking cancer!

Faking mental illness for likes…. why I just don’t understand it? I would literally give my left nut to not have mental illness and be able to get my life on track and people are faking it!

Mental health and Mental illness is not a fad, it’s not the flavour of the month, not for those of us who suffer with it day in day out. Long after these people who faked they have mental illness have moved onto the next thing that’s going to get them attention on the internet we will still be here, struggling day in and day out to manage our illness and most of the time silently.

My worry is that the organisations, groups and individuals working on awareness and trying to make a difference will be diluted to the point we go full circle and no one in the general public cares when someone with serious mental illness reaches out for help. We will revert back to not wanting to ask for help or reach out. The general public will just stop caring because they have been bombarded with fakes who claim to have things like BiPolar or Borderline Personality disorder.

The black dog institute in Australia says that 1% of the population have bipolar….

Sane Australia says Borderline Personality disorder effects 1 – 4 % of the population.

Depression and Anxiety 14% of the population at some point in their lifetime.

That’s a lot of people who need help. Who need to feel like it’s ok to reach out and say hey I need help.

That’s a lot of people I fear will once again hide their illness and struggle because the general public have been over saturated with “mental illness” and we haven’t even managed to get rid of the stigma we started with yet fakes are starting a new stigma that I feel will be worse if it continues to go on this way.

If you have mental illness share your story, it helps others.

If you don’t or you are “undiagnosed” but google said you have a mental illness because you where looking for something to fake for likes on your socials, First of all go see your mental health professional to get a clear diagnosis or be cleared of any mental illness, second we can tell because your stories are just to clinical straight of a government website or psychology article, Mental illness is not clear cut and those of us with mental illness can tell just Shut the fuck up, you are perpetuating stigma and making it worse for those people fighting real mental illness and setting organisations and people working to help people with mental illness back 50 years.

Mental illness is not a cool thing to have it sucks

Mental illness is not a fad or flavour of the month that’s going to just disappear from the world anytime soon, it’s serious and life long for a lot of us.

Mental illness is not something to fake for attention!!!!

Just stop!

Written by:

Ben Russoniello | ©benrussoniello 2019

What its like to live with mental illness – the short version

What its like to live with mental illness – the short version

What its like to live with mental illness – the short version

1 May 2019

What is it like to live with mental illness? I can sum it all up in one word, SHIT.

But that’s not why you came here to read this blog is it? So here goes the short version and I apologise now for how long this blog will be, its not an easy task taking such a broad spectrum of illness and people and how it is for them all to live with a mental illness but ill do my best. Here goes.

 Mental health in general can be hard even if you have a healthy mind. You still have days where you are irritable, sad, overly happy and days where you are just bloody mad. Normal ebbs and flows of our human emotions. Sometimes it’s hard when you are sad to break that mood and sometimes you just can’t control that angry outburst you had at someone close to you because shit just didn’t go right that day and you’re frustrated and angry…. every single person reading this has been in this situation even if you have perfect mental health.

Now take this normal ups downs mads and Sad’s and let’s look at them from the point of view of someone with mental health illness. The emotions are amplified 100 times. That sad feeling you get in the pit of your stomach for an hour or so, it can last months for a depressed. That irritability you had before your morning coffee…. A Bipolar person can have it for months on end snapping at the tiniest little things with out even realising they are doing it. There are so many different types of mental illness and all to varying degrees of severity and all can cross over the very blurred lines of mental illness’ that exist.

For example, I am diagnosed Bi Polar affective disorder type 2 and most people even doctors assume I just go through the normal euphoria’s and money spending risk taking while being manic and sadness of being depressed. However, I sometime hear things (auditory hallucinations), I have some OCD behaviours, I have Psychotic episodes and possibly now a personality / identity disorder. I can also be in a mixed state, both depressed and manic which is usually only associated with Bipolar 1.

The lines are not clear cut for those of us with mental illness, but from talking to all the people I talk to with mental illness daily, we have some recurring common issues.

Negative thoughts.

It seems when we have mental illness our minds hate us, doesn’t matter if it is depression, anxiety, OCD or Bi Polar. The constant barrage of you’re useless, your fat, you’re never going to make anything of yourself, you’re family hates you, you’re a shitty dad, if you go out there you are just going to fuck it up and everyone hates you anyway so just go kill yourself….

Now if you are lucky enough to have a healthy mind may say “I have had all these thoughts before, but I know they aren’t true so I ignore them and I move on” That’s great that you’re able to do that and it’s the goal of every mentally ill person alive to be able to do the same but we just CANT.

What ever mental illness we have be it a temporary situational illness or a lifelong mental illness its the same, we cannot just switch of those thoughts just like if you have a cut on your leg you cannot just tell it to heal up right now it takes time to heal, just like out brains need medications and therapy to help them heal or be managed.

Anxiety.

Anxiety sucks, it’s a dead set prick of thing to have to deal with no matter what its severity levels, but its hold can be so powerful it will give you runs or Freeze you in one spot unable to move. My anxiety has been so bad I have believed I was going to die on more then one occasion. I even blogged about one specific scenario on a boat id been out on plenty of times before and I thought it was the end for me. Anxiety can be a constant in our lives, sure medication can help but it takes years of hard work with mental health professionals to truly be able to manage it…. It’s a hard long sometimes expensive road.

Depression.

Aches and pains, foggy mind, no energy, could care if I died right now but I’m just to damn tired to ger up and kill myself so I’ll just curl up here in the foetal position and hide away from the world, forget to shower. I might cry a lot but again those thoughts of self-hatred become a constant. Noise. Always noise.

Mania.

This one really grinds my gears its always defined by mental health organisations and even the government as euphoric. And I guess over the years I’ve had euphoric and happy manic episodes like this time…. wait. MANIA IS HELL. The constant battle with my own self-loathing thoughts during my manic episodes became the reason I self-medicate with drugs, alcohols and even sex.

So, what you ask is it like to be the one living with mental illness?

The closest thing I can think of to help a person understand would be to download the song you hate most in the world, that one song that irritates you to your very core and penetrates your very existence. Now put one earphone in, put it on repeat and this is now the soundtrack to your life. Over and over repeatedly. I guarantee if I challenged any of you to try this you wouldn’t last the hour, I guarantee most of you would have pulled it out of your ear after the third or fourth repeat. Because it fucking sucked right.

Now while thinking about that song grating on your soul, think about a mentally ill person who has this constant unrelenting noise of negative, self-loathing and nasty thoughts about themselves. Only we can’t remove the earphone. Those thoughts are the sound track to our life that we can’t stop. Sure, some days we can press pause and block them out for a few hours or even a few days if we are lucky but other days there is no chance of stopping it like trying to turn the TV of with a remote control that has no batteries.

Obviously, I have generalised this blog a lot to try and cover the more common issues we face as mentally ill people but for some of us the noise is just the start, some of us hear voices telling us to do things. Some of us only enjoy life while having meaningless sex with whoever shows an interest, or we have mental blockages that don’t allow us to leave the bed for weeks or months on end.

It is hard living with mental illness, it is a constant war in our own minds, battle after battle. Some of these battles we win and some we lose. And unfortunately, some of lose the war completely and end up being take out by that nasty enemy we have suicide.

The very best part about all of this, you can’t see mental illness and we are generally so scared to talk to anyone about it for fear of being judged or told to just harden the fuck up. a not so irrational fear for us as the stigma around mental health is terrible, we are expected to just get up and get over it, brush it off you just need to breath and get some fresh air and exercise you’ll be fine.

NO ONE says, oi its just a broken leg, you’ll be fine you don’t need to put a cast on it stop being a little bitch…. Our minds are no different to that broken leg, they can be broken, chemically imbalanced, depleted of vital chemicals in general such as serotonin or we can even be born with the shitty genetics that give us bipolar, something not quite right in our brains that can never be fixed only managed to the best of our abilities. Yet we are told to harden up…. I was once even told by someone that I don’t have bipolar there is no such thing.  Being told to get on with it, get over it or you aren’t sick its all in your head (yep I know) makes the noise louder makes the thoughts punish us harder and makes us more likely to not seek treatment and instead self-medicate with drugs or alcohols.

What can you do to support someone living with mental illness?

First things first, as a loved one or friend YOU are NOT responsible for us! You will need to set boundaries and have your own supports and tools in place to protect your own mental health. A counsellor or a psychologist a few times a year can be enough, but it is vital to you as a mental health support or carer for someone you love so you do not burn out.

Some of us wont need much more then loves and someone to talk to and that’s easy enough, some of us are extremely difficult and our carers need to set clear boundaries, although we are mentally ill we still need to learn to manage our own illness, it is not up to anyone else but us to do the hard yards. Relying to heavily on our carers will burn them out and can even put them into their own mental health problems.

Supporting us is simpler then you think majority of the time, help us make our appointments, encourage us to make the appointments if we haven’t yet or even make that call for us (sometime our anxiety about that phone call is the only thing stopping us), work with us to help identify the things that trigger us into episodes early so that we don’t spiral into episodes. Encourage us to practice the tools we are given by asking us to teach you some of the tools so that you can use them in your own lives. Drive us to the appointment something so simple can be so supportive and mean the world to us. And finally Love us and treat us like any other person don’t look at us and see an illness, look at us and see the person we are. Don’t judge us for the stupid shit we may say or do occasionally. We are people to, we love, we laugh, we cry, we have hopes and dreams just like you.

Stigma sucks and the people in the front line in that fight aren’t those of us with mental illness, it’s the people around us supporting us loving us. Show the world you treat us like everyone else and then bit by bit the world will see and begin to treat us the same as everyone else. Because we are just like you…. just seasoned a little different.

Mum, if you are reading this, I am sorry…

For all the crazy over the top horridness that was on the outside though, what was going on inside my mind was a thousand times worse, so I smoked pot as often as I could to numb it. Occasionally though, it would make it worse. My thoughts would race on and turn suicidal very quickly, as time went on this happened more and more. By the time I was 16 or 17 I had moved on to alcohol, and after that to chemical drugs to numb the noise, but that is another story.

Fast forward long after I quit weed, stopped drinking alcohol and have been in recovery from illicit drug use almost 10 years. My mother has a rare blood cancer, poly cythemia Vera, a red blood cell mutation, she had 2 lots of cancer (thyroid and breast) and she has a Neurological disease called Fibro myalgia which causes constant pain, cognitive impairment and a whole list of shit you wouldn’t wish upon your worst enemy and Which the FDA in the USA lists cannabis as one of the 3 approved treatments. Mum refuses to try it cos its illegal but I researched the hell out of it, read everything I could get my hands-on books, studies, articles pros and cons I devoured the information. It was clear that cannabis would help my mother experience a great quality of life if it was to be legalised for medicinal use and made accessible to her without breaking the bank. During all that reading I did there was always question marks over cannabis and mental health, some studies say its great for PTSD, Anxiety and Depression and some say it makes it worse. Bi-polar, never really came up during the studies and if it did It was always not enough evidence either way and left a question mark about it.

Remembering back to the beginning when I was young, cannabis had stopped the noise in my head I wanted to give it another try being mentally ill sometimes you just want quality of life and you are willing to try anything to get it even for a short time. So, I decided to try cannabis again.

A massive part of the prohibition of cannabis in Australia means that what is accessible is in our country is low quality and full of chemicals. It is predominantly supplied by criminal organisations who most definitely do not care about cannabises medicinal qualities.  This means what is available, is unknown strains and full of chemicals called PGR’s or Plant Growth Regulators. These chemicals are extremely harmful causing intestinal issues all the way through to cancers and mental health issues.

This should be the first reason to NOT try to treat your mental illness no matter what it is in Australia with illegally purchased cannabis. The 2nd is the inability to purchase illness specific strains of cannabis, a strain that is good for pain may be detrimental to your mental health. And a strain that is good for inflammation may not help you to sleep.  You cannot treat your anxiety and depression with strains that are not illness specific to anxiety and depression and with the PGR’s on top of that you’re just wasting your time.

I did however, manage to get a few strains that where close enough to illness specific as well as one that was meant to be good for depression. Uplifting so to speak.  My experiment ended almost as fast as it began. Although a heavy Indica did stop the noise in my head once the effects had worn off the noise came back just as quick as they left. And the “uplifting” Sativa strains well these where the worst, their psychoactive properties put my bipolar mind into over drive and on two occasion put me into hyper manic states. Being Bipolar means that everything we do is magnified, our lows are magnified, and our highs are magnified to extremes. So when we smoke cannabis our moods are affected and in a massvive way, an Indica will put me to sleep very fast, and the effects take a long time to wear off. on the opposite side while a sativa will put a normal person into a happy euphoric mood, it will put bi polar mind into a mess of racing thoughts of the bad things in your life and in my experience fed my suicidal thoughts. I was not willing to keep trying nor will i ever try again, cannabis was no good for me it was clear. Knowing what I know now and understanding more it was clearly no good for me when I was teenager either.

I have since found better ways to deal with my mental illness and specifically the noise in my head, it’s hard work and takes up a lot of my time and includes self-care, psychotherapy and in my case medication. But to have a little clarity and quality of life without mental illness destroying everything good, its worth it. To all you pro cannabis for mental health people. Sorry not sorry, I just do not agree with you.

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Ben Russoniello | ©benrussoniello 2019

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