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By Sylvie Rouhani 17 Apr, 2024
#SAAM - the Sexual Assault Awareness campaign is this month. I wish I could write such things as: "If you have experienced sexual assault or rape, please go to the Police, talk to someone, anyone who could help you though this." Sadly, I can't because the reality is the experiences of victims and survivors of SA are still being dismissed, minimised, if not used as opportunities to further hurt those who are seeking help.
By Sylvie Rouhani 08 Apr, 2024
Mental health services in the UK have always been hard to access. In the last past 5 years, they can no longer meet the needs of the increasing numbers of suffering individuals. The recuring question is "Why are more and more people diagnosed with depression/ADHD/ BPD? ETC" So, what is happening?
By Sylvie Rouhani 08 Mar, 2024
What I call " Chronic Loneliness", others calls it "Attachment trauma", is the heart breaking, gnawing feeling that I am all alone, and frightened - knowing fully well I am not wanted here. There is no love here. This is something I live with every single day of my life. Some days. it is barely noticeable, other days, it is overwhelming, but it is always there, within me. I've learned to accept it with tender loving care, I am not going to lie: it hurts.
By Sylvie Rouhani 18 Dec, 2023
The end of the year 2023 is near. While we are forced fed Christmas joy everywhere, some of us, victims and survivors of child abuse and ,estranged from their immediate family (parents and siblings), this time of the year can be very painful. The holidays can bring up so much Christmas tears, while everyone else is caught up in Christmas cheers.
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World Suicide Prevention Day


The 10th of September was the "World Suicide Prevention Day" - Social Media platforms were drowning in encouraging quotes "You are not alone. Reach out. It's ok not to be ok." Unfortunately, those who reach out, very seldom receive caring and compassionate help. They are judged, blamed and shamed for their experiences, to the point when, actually, it feels like it isn't ok not to be ok.

** TRIGGER WARNING - Suicidal Ideation - Take gentle care when reading the article. **


"In the UK in 2020, 6248 people took their own lives: 5224 in England and Wales, 805 in Scotland and 219 in Northern Ireland. Men and women aged 45 to 49 have the highest suicide rates in England and Wales."  Mental Health Foundation


"Significant increase in suicide rates for males aged 10 to 24 years and males aged 75 years and over since 2017" GOV.UK


"In England, a quarter of 11–16-year-olds, and nearly half of 17–19-year-olds (46.8%), with a mental disorder reported that they have self-harmed or attempted suicide at some point in their lives. For 11–16-year-olds, this represents a greater than eightfold risk compared to those without a mental health problem (25.5% compared to 3.0). " RCPCH - State of Children Health


The statistics above don't reflect the suffering and pain behind the numbers. No matter what the numbers are, they are too high.


In recent years, we talk more and more about suicidal thoughts and ideations. It is, of course, to be celebrated. However, talking and encouraging others to reach out isn't enough. We also need to change the way we communicate, the way we respond to someone who is in so much emotional pain, they no longer have the will to live. As long as sufferers are met with shameful and blaming, minimizing responses, nothing will ever change.


Suicidal thoughts and ideations are labelled as signs of weakness, ungratefulness and disorders. It means there is something wrong with us. Not so long ago, we used the term "S/he committed suicide." as if this person had committed a crime. It is viewed as a sin by many religions. 


The first time, I have felt suicidal, I was 15 years old. I overdosed on meds from the home pharmacy cabinet. I went to school anyway. I became ill, and my stepfather was called.  In hospital, a nurse asked me: "Why did you do that?" My cruel and abusive mother was the reason.


The second time I overdosed and found myself in hospital, I was 34 years old. I felt suicidal before but didn't take action. What drove me was a series of losses: a traumatic breakup of an abusive relationship, my daughter moving with her father (I really thought she no longer needed me, and I had nothing good to give her), serious financial loss (my depression interfered with work, and I quit) and homelessness (I couldn't effort the Bedroom Tax on a private property), all triggering distressing emotional flashbacks but, I experienced them as madness and worthlessness. My state of mind was labelled "BPD" Disordered. I was asked "Why?" I didn't want to talk about it, this time. I was about to be 35 and I didn't want to be alive by then.


I was put into care, and the best thing my carer could advice was to "Think positive." or invite me to Church. I was told by psychiatrists, in A&E, they wouldn't give me a bed in their mental health unit because I just didn't want to take responsibility for my life. They used my daughter as a guilt trip. "Don't you think you are selfish? What about your daughter?" I was also accused of not wanting to get better by MBT therapists.


Back then, I had a bunch of friends, they were great for the practical support of moving me in an out of places, but when I was in hospital, I was alone. Reaching out to a friend on the way to A&E, she replied she couldn't go with me, she had plans and she would be co-dependent to drop everything for me.


The last time I felt suicidal, was last year. I felt angry: it wasn't like I didn't work on my recovery!! It didn't seem to get easier, just more and more painful to be alive. I felt I had tried everything that resonated with me. Still there was a part of me who wanted to die, she didn't see the point in staying alive, alone and in pain. In therapy, with a caring and trauma informed therapist, I discovered, I had many inner parts who wished to die. I discovered I was born wanting to die. I knew I wasn't wanted. I wasn't welcomed. For years I meditated, reflected, analysed, everything which, in fact, only helped me, temporarily, in covering up this deep desire to die.


I needed to go inwards, and to listen to these Inner Children who, for 41 years, really wanted to disappear. What I felt and heard from them was heart-breaking, I cried a lot. I no longer wanted to pretend I was feeling otherwise. All the "It will be ok. I am so brave. I am a warrior, a survivor." No longer meant anything to me because, the truth was: "I want to die. "I started to validate and accept my desire to die, with compassion for my inner pain, for myself (every single precious inner part of myself.) I was able to do so with the support of my therapist who, in the middle of a horrible physical and visual flashback told me: "I am here." With the help of Gestalt technics and parts work I turned towards my pain with love.


"Of course, you feel the way you do: your mother who never wanted you. She even threatened to kill you. This was how much she resented you." I also said to these Inner Parts: "I am here. I am not going anywhere. You aren't alone with this pain anymore."


Suicidal thoughts and ideations are the results of complex factors. For adults victims and survivors of child abuse, it is often linked to a childhood filled with chaos and abuse. When children aren't loved, protected and their needs aren't met, they received the message they are not wanted. They are not important. They are an inconvenience to their parents. Sometimes they are told: "I didn't want you." Some truly have nobody to turn to and, sadly, won't make it. Not because they are weak, selfish or they didn't try hard enough but, because what they have experienced had a fatal effect on them, in mind, body and spirit.


We can't shame people into recovery. Human beings, small and big humans, thrive and shine through compassion, gentle care, in the painful place they are in NOW, no matter how uncomfortable it is for us to witness.


Love and Light to you all,


Sylvie


Click here for the PDF Link to Mind's lists of contact and support when you feel suicidal.


This article is dedicated to Charlotte D. Rest in Peace

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