Dear Victoria Derbyshire,
Thank you for your 2 hour show looking at the reality of mental illness, sure there were things you could have done better, but bringing the discussion onto such a big stage was fabulous. I found myself very emotional listening to the strong, brave people sharing their stories, knowing that I wasn’t alone and the variety of people in your audience also proved that anyone can become mentally ill.
A ‘service user’
Your follow up headline, “Postnatal Psychosis: I thought I would kill my kids,” was disgraceful and irresponsible. After such a great show which appeared to try to break the stigma and ignorance surrounding mental illness, to inform people of the realities and show how hard it is to get treatment. To pick the headline you did just shows that you don’t really care about beating stigma, all you care about is clicks.
Angry, upset and let down.
I am sick of writing to you, I am sick of you existing, I am generally sick of you.
Today, once again, you battled with me, and, once again, you won. I didn’t go to ergotherapy because of you, I didn’t even make it to the car this time. In fact, I couldn’t even finish doing my make-up thanks to the tears that were flowing thick and fast.
I don’t understand it. I want to go, I need to go, it’s important that I keep trying, but every week it gets harder, not easier.
Of course, every time you win a battle, my belief that I can win the war gets slimmer. I no longer believe that I can defeat you. Right now, I think this is it, this is as good as it gets; keeping you at bay by going out only with ‘safe’ people, people I trust to get me out, get me home, as fast as possible if you raise your head.
But I don’t want it to be like this, I don’t want this to be it. I want more.