Trigger warnings for suicide.


Looking for a suicidal Christmas song? The BBC has got you covered in an eye-poppingly bizarre way.

“I walked you to the infirmary, the cuts were deep so they sent you to sleep. It was 1987, you had just been diagnosed with manic depression. You said, “Next time I do it, I’m gonna do it well”. I just told you to go to hell.’

The chorus goes: “Slashed wrists this Christmas, lifeless and listless.”

The BBC describes the tunes, by artists including Rufus Wainwright, Blink-182 and The Futureheads as ‘sweet ’n’ sombre’.

I think that’s the first time I’ve seen such formally punctuated song lyrics btw. If you’re feeling masochistic, here it is on YouTube. As a connoisseur of dark, sad ballads, I have to say that even if this one wasn’t very fucking cruel, it’s still a really shitty song. Hipsters must be past their sell by date, because they’re trying way too hard these days. Gruff Rhys, you’re a knob. People really do kill themselves at Christmas, you imbecile.

Feel free to click the thumbs down icon under that music video.

[Internalized stigmatization in bipolar patients: relationship with clinical properties, quality of life and treatment compliance].
I’ve only read the abstract. Could be interesting, the claim is that internal stigmatisation affects clinical outcomes. Embrace your bipolar? Hmmm.

Sad, inspiring, disheartening, frustrating, humbling … not an easy read (guilt), but a very worthwhile one next.

Laura says she can never move forward because her son never stops dying.
“Schizophrenia is not a casserole illness,” she says — no one is bringing food to the door. Nor are they staging fundraisers, as they do for cancer patients. “Who’s going to come to a fundraiser for my son?” she asks bitterly. “To them, he’s a problem.”
The Fortunate Mother: Caring for a son with schizophrenia

In a recent roundup, I linked to an article about mental healthcare in my own country (South Africa), that said 3/4 of mental health patients do not get any treatment at all. Here’s a photo essay showing psych meds stocks in a Gauteng hospital. They’re truly shitty photos, but the message is there nonetheless.

6th in a series about dying, this article might horrify you, but I think it’s valuable info. Living wills, people … we needs ‘em.

To offset that a bit, here is a positive look at getting a bipolar diagnosis.

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