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Date: 12 June 2007 08:41:46
Hey, I've been up for 2 hours so far today.
Guy woke me. He's not well.
Nothing useful is happening from the social worker. It's not that she's doing nothing, it's more that nothing of what she's doing is actually practical or useful in the daily grind of Guy feeling depressed and even suicidal. I mean he keeps saying he should be dead and should be shot and bangs his head against the wall and hits himself.
He won't talk to me. Anything he ever says is weird questions about things I've no clue about or that so irrelevant to this present moment that it's a waste of time him thinking on them and yet they're eating away at him.
He needs freedom from all this and I don't want to go down the hospital route again but I see nothing else. Earlier on when he was hitting himself on the head with a stick, I nearly rang 999. Then he sat back against the wall and was banging his head. I mean, calling anyone wouldn't stop him from finding a wall to lean on and hit himself.
What's the point? What IS the point? Of social workers who do nothing practical, of managers who refuse useful things, of a country that pays for wars and for compensation over redundancy (which should come out the culprit's pocket not mine and my co-citizens'!!!) and yet cuts already measley mental health and other essential budgets??? And that's just the tiny tip of the iceberg!
It all makes Guy's brick wall wall thing seem all too sensible really.
So prayers please, please, please. And any ideas or words of wisdom...
Please?