“Occupy Psychiatric Atrocities”


In the following comment, Debra makes visible that patient compliance and submissiveness are gained through the threat of even greater abuse.

Anne,

You should be hired and paid big bucks to be an advocate for these wounded folks that you write about. Your efforts are courageous and tenacious. Your analyses are cogent and spot on. Your writings about these events are –as ever- informative, heartfelt, succinct and decisive. Seemingly, our world is being run by allegedly “credentialed” human beings. While they have “attained” the credentials for employment (i.e., a college degree or degrees, mandated training etc. etc.)– since integrity, commonsense, experience and empathy cannot be tested or measured, these same qualities are sorely lacking in the very human beings (employees) who should have the most of it to be of any benefit to the wounded individuals in our midst.

Needless to say, I was somewhat relieved that Thomas was found where he was. I had nightmares that he was in some solitary confinement cell at some jailhouse for attacking the policemen. But he must have been blessed with having some decent cops upon the scene. But whether Thomas will indeed be helped or further damaged remains to be seen.
It is my personal opinion that he was laying on that sofa willing himself to die. What hope does he really have in light of his past life experiences? He must be feeling so helpless that he is unable to be a better provider for his wife and children. And yes, the unfortunate side casualties to this scenario are his children and his wife and his extended family. The wife has all she can do to survive at her measly jobs trying to support this situation and her children. So much suffering! This is really a no win situation as the root cause of his behavior may be a genetic abnormality for which there may be no known effective treatment. Thus he is just a guinea pig while this med or that med is tried. I say my prayers for Thomas and his family. May Thomas’s care be put into the hands of a truly empathetic caregiver. Has anyone tried cognitive behavior therapy and/ or Empathic therapy with him? Or is the only option for him the use of damaging medications that do little more than chemically lobotomize him? Unless his family educates themselves through reading Peter Breggin’s works and such other works as “Mad in America”, their efforts to help him may be of little help.

When I was unlawfully, immorally and illegally detained in the University of Michigan’s psychiatric unit, I used the term “the human condition” in a conversation with a psychiatric physician resident who then proceeded to ask me what “the human condition” was. “What did I mean by that?” I asked him if he was serious. Did he really not know what “the human condition” was? When he responded that he did not know, I realized that any further conversation with this individual was of no purpose. I advised him to look it up and further his education. And that any further conversation would be pointless as he and I were operating on very different levels in our understanding of the world. As I was a “mere” patient, being charged an horrendous amount of daily fees for the “alleged expertise” at this psycho ward, the last thing that I felt I needed to be doing was educating the “alleged” professionals!”

And while my gut instincts at the time were to avoid taking the medications that I was instinctively certain would cause a chemical lobotomy, I was left with no other choice than to agree to take the chemical lobotomizers so I could get the hell out of there and wean myself off of them ASAP. I had felt I was in a very dangerous place from the get-go. But when I learned from several of the patients that I became friendly with that they were being “forced” to undergo ECT, my inner panic and fear was so intense that it was all I could do to AVOID a complete emotional melt down. Once I learned that ECT was being performed at the University of Michigan psychiatric ward, I play-acted to get my being (a**) out of there. I deserve an Academy Award for the act that I put on to get away from that dangerous place. Acting every day to convince everyone (the employees) what a great job they were doing, while knowing full well that ECT treatments and chemical lobotomies were criminal and unhealing acts upon very fragile and the most vulnerable amongst us. And since my illegal stay at the University of Michigan’s psychiatric ward was “engineered” to shut up a sexual assault victim (at the hands of a physician while under anesthesia, no less), I knew that the smallest reason would and could be used to perform ECT Treatments on me.
My rage, enduring gut-wrenching fear and horror, and resentment for my situation and for those of whom you write, Anne, is ongoing. Thank you for being such a lucid voice “crying out in the wilderness.” I am no longer interested or capable in expending the energy it takes to fight such overwhelming illegality, idiocy and ignorance and sheer unmitigated meanness as I have experienced.

Anne, I give you full kudos for your tenacity and drive. We all have our breaking points. But when the ignorant and corrupted “system” that allegedly exists to help the wounded and broken amongst us, becomes part and parcel of the efforts to further drive one well beyond the initial breaking point, it is too criminal to imagine let alone live through.
I am in the middle of reading “Mad in America” and now knowing the prehistory of the current psychiatric system, it is no wonder that the system is as ignorant, flawed, dangerous, damaging, wounding and psychotic as it is.
The only folks with any modicum of “hope” to having a positive, healing mental health experience are those who can afford to pay out of pocket to stay at the few private places that use a holistic approach to healing the emotionally wounded amongst us. At a “mere” tune of $30,000-$40,000 a month. And even the few “holistic” places I have researched on-line still seem to advocate for medication usage.

So the 99% of us are screwed— otherwise known as SNAFU!! “Occupy Wall Street” could be easily extended to “Occupy Psychiatric Atrocities. “

Debra

In the following comment, Debra makes visible that patient compliance and submissiveness are gained through the threat of even greater abuse.

Anne,

You should be hired and paid big bucks to be an advocate for these wounded folks that you write about. Your efforts are courageous and tenacious. Your analyses are cogent and spot on. Your writings about these events are –as ever- informative, heartfelt, succinct and decisive. Seemingly, our world is being run by allegedly “credentialed” human beings. While they have “attained” the credentials for employment (i.e., a college degree or degrees, mandated training etc. etc.)– since integrity, commonsense, experience and empathy cannot be tested or measured, these same qualities are sorely lacking in the very human beings (employees) who should have the most of it to be of any benefit to the wounded individuals in our midst.

Needless to say, I was somewhat relieved that Thomas was found where he was. I had nightmares that he was in some solitary confinement cell at some jailhouse for attacking the policemen. But he must have been blessed with having some decent cops upon the scene. But whether Thomas will indeed be helped or further damaged remains to be seen.
It is my personal opinion that he was laying on that sofa willing himself to die. What hope does he really have in light of his past life experiences? He must be feeling so helpless that he is unable to be a better provider for his wife and children. And yes, the unfortunate side casualties to this scenario are his children and his wife and his extended family. The wife has all she can do to survive at her measly jobs trying to support this situation and her children. So much suffering! This is really a no win situation as the root cause of his behavior may be a genetic abnormality for which there may be no known effective treatment. Thus he is just a guinea pig while this med or that med is tried. I say my prayers for Thomas and his family. May Thomas’s care be put into the hands of a truly empathetic caregiver. Has anyone tried cognitive behavior therapy and/ or Empathic therapy with him? Or is the only option for him the use of damaging medications that do little more than chemically lobotomize him? Unless his family educates themselves through reading Peter Breggin’s works and such other works as “Mad in America”, their efforts to help him may be of little help.

When I was unlawfully, immorally and illegally detained in the University of Michigan’s psychiatric unit, I used the term “the human condition” in a conversation with a psychiatric physician resident who then proceeded to ask me what “the human condition” was. “What did I mean by that?” I asked him if he was serious. Did he really not know what “the human condition” was? When he responded that he did not know, I realized that any further conversation with this individual was of no purpose. I advised him to look it up and further his education. And that any further conversation would be pointless as he and I were operating on very different levels in our understanding of the world. As I was a “mere” patient, being charged an horrendous amount of daily fees for the “alleged expertise” at this psycho ward, the last thing that I felt I needed to be doing was educating the “alleged” professionals!”

And while my gut instincts at the time were to avoid taking the medications that I was instinctively certain would cause a chemical lobotomy, I was left with no other choice than to agree to take the chemical lobotomizers so I could get the hell out of there and wean myself off of them ASAP. I had felt I was in a very dangerous place from the get-go. But when I learned from several of the patients that I became friendly with that they were being “forced” to undergo ECT, my inner panic and fear was so intense that it was all I could do to AVOID a complete emotional melt down. Once I learned that ECT was being performed at the University of Michigan psychiatric ward, I play-acted to get my being (a**) out of there. I deserve an Academy Award for the act that I put on to get away from that dangerous place. Acting every day to convince everyone (the employees) what a great job they were doing, while knowing full well that ECT treatments and chemical lobotomies were criminal and unhealing acts upon very fragile and the most vulnerable amongst us. And since my illegal stay at the University of Michigan’s psychiatric ward was “engineered” to shut up a sexual assault victim (at the hands of a physician while under anesthesia, no less), I knew that the smallest reason would and could be used to perform ECT Treatments on me.
My rage, enduring gut-wrenching fear and horror, and resentment for my situation and for those of whom you write, Anne, is ongoing. Thank you for being such a lucid voice “crying out in the wilderness.” I am no longer interested or capable in expending the energy it takes to fight such overwhelming illegality, idiocy and ignorance and sheer unmitigated meanness as I have experienced.

Anne, I give you full kudos for your tenacity and drive. We all have our breaking points. But when the ignorant and corrupted “system” that allegedly exists to help the wounded and broken amongst us, becomes part and parcel of the efforts to further drive one well beyond the initial breaking point, it is too criminal to imagine let alone live through.
I am in the middle of reading “Mad in America” and now knowing the prehistory of the current psychiatric system, it is no wonder that the system is as ignorant, flawed, dangerous, damaging, wounding and psychotic as it is.
The only folks with any modicum of “hope” to having a positive, healing mental health experience are those who can afford to pay out of pocket to stay at the few private places that use a holistic approach to healing the emotionally wounded amongst us. At a “mere” tune of $30,000-$40,000 a month. And even the few “holistic” places I have researched on-line still seem to advocate for medication usage.

So the 99% of us are screwed— otherwise known as SNAFU!! “Occupy Wall Street” could be easily extended to “Occupy Psychiatric Atrocities. “

Debra

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About annecwoodlen

I am a tenth generation American, descended from a family that has been working a farm that was deeded to us by William Penn. The country has changed around us but we have held true. I stand in my grandmother’s kitchen, look down the valley to her brother’s farm and see my great-great-great-great-great-grandmother Hannah standing on the porch. She is holding the baby, surrounded by four other children, and saying goodbye to her husband and oldest son who are going off to fight in the Revolutionary War. The war is twenty miles away and her husband will die fighting. We are not the Daughters of the American Revolution; we were its mothers. My father, Milton C. Woodlen, got his doctorate from Temple University in the 1940’s when—in his words—“a doctorate still meant something.” He became an education professor at West Chester State Teachers College, where my mother, Elizabeth Hope Copeland, had graduated. My mother raised four girls and one boy, of which I am the middle child. My parents are deceased and my siblings are estranged. My fiancé, Robert H. Dobrow, was a fighter pilot in the Marine Corps. In 1974, his plane crashed, his parachute did not open, and we buried him in a cemetery on Long Island. I could say a great deal about him, or nothing; there is no middle ground. I have loved other men; Bob was my soul mate. The single greatest determinate of who I am and what my life has been is that I inherited my father’s gene for bipolar disorder, type II. Associated with all bipolar disorders is executive dysfunction, a learning disability that interferes with the ability to sort and organize. Despite an I.Q. of 139, I failed twelve subjects and got expelled from high school and prep school. I attended Syracuse University and Onondaga Community College and got an associate’s degree after twenty-five years. I am nothing if not tenacious. Gifted with intelligence, constrained by disability, and compromised by depression, my employment was limited to entry level jobs. Being female in the 1960’s meant that I did office work—billing at the university library, calling out telegrams at Western Union, and filing papers at a law firm. During one decade, I worked at about a hundred different places as a temporary secretary. I worked for hospitals, banks, manufacturers and others, including the county government. I quit the District Attorney’s Office to manage a gas station; it was more honest work. After Bob’s death, I started taking antidepressants. Following doctor’s orders, I took them every day for twenty-six years. During that time, I attempted%2
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2 Responses to “Occupy Psychiatric Atrocities”

  1. Dustin says:

    Hello, My name is Dustin and I live in Michigan. When I was seventeen years old my mother put me in a psychiatric hospital called Forest View. The abuse I felt violated me to the core! I felt like I was being raped having to summit to all the rules the bullying and the emotional abuse. To have your dignity removed when you are a innocent patient and just want genuine, kind, gentle-care, and get unprofessional jerks. Whom of witch you can tell are fake and just care about getting paid is a horrible experience… If anything it only caused me more trauma with the trauma that I already had. I am now twenty two years old and live on disability while also living my life as a hermit because now I am afraid of people due to the awful treatment I endured… I was diagnosed with Bordeline Personality Disorder by a REAL professional at the age of eighteen. I now have no social life and it sucks, it really does…

    • annecwoodlen says:

      Dustin, please see “https://behindthelockeddoors.wordpress.com/2013/01/29/beyond-recovery-stage-five/” for my reply. Thanks for writing; I will always be here to help. Anne

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