I’ve talked about this before, but with school holidays well and truly upon us, it has all been bought screaming back to the forefront of my mind. This is a letter to all of the teenagers and their choice of clothing.
Dear teenagers of stocklands,
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Today is National Suicide Prevention Day. A day to raise awareness about suicide. It also ties in with R U OK Day in the hopes that people will check in with their loved ones to make sure they are doing ok. Statistics say that at least 6 people commit suicide in Australia everyday and a further 30 will attempt suicide.
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Two posts, one day blah blah but I have my ranty pants on and the 140 characters of twitter meant that I would be kicked off for spam after posting 50 tweets in the space of 5 minutes.
What’s got my goat you ask? A little old show called Offspring. Unless you are living under a rock, then you will know that they killed off one of the main characters of the show last night. Social media had a meltdown (at least the people on mine did) and cries of noooooo were heard through the night. I’m not here to begrudge a persons reaction to a beloved character dying, hell I cried like a big skirt when Dumbledore died (if you don’t know who I am talking about then you are dead to me). What I have an issue is the outcries of ‘I’m so depressed because Patrick died’.
I have made no secret of my disdain for the local public mental health system. I seem to get handed the bottom of the barrel case manager and lately the doctors are not much better. I am currently seeing the head psychiatrist..but this doesn’t mean that I am receiving better treatment for my Mental Health.
