Can You Hear Me Now?: Finding My Voice in a System That Stole It
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Angela McCrimmon - Nominated for Health Champion Hero Award 2016
The thoughts and feelings I should have felt safe enough to entrust in the hands of a Professional are now finding their way from the entrapment of my head to the healing I am finding in my writing. Revealing that although I've battled Self-Harm on the outside, th
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Can You Hear Me Now? - Angela McCrimmon
Chapters
Introduction
1 Fragile, Handle With Care
2 Don’t Judge A Book By Its Cover
3 First Do No Harm
4 Courage And Conviction
5 Ps...
Introduction
I vaguely remember my eyes flickering open as they responded to a sudden burst of light. It took a few moments for my eyes and my brain to act in synchronisation but an even longer moment to remind my heart to reignite for breath. When they eventually came together my stomach hit the floor realising the bright light was that of a flashlight and the delay was not dissimilar to the moment when you wake in the night to the relief that you have awoken from a dream. That moment when you are caught between the line of your subconscious and the line of reality. The problem was that I wasn’t awakening from a dream. I was in the midst of a nightmare and the most terrifying part was that I was fully awake. I had been admitted to the Psychiatric Ward....again!
I spent many nights lying in the room, often awake for consecutive nights listening to other patients breathe peacefully as their medication brought about the sedation each of us longed for. I could hear staff congregated at the Nurses Station which was strategically placed at the top of the corridor so that on one side they could monitor the male patients and the other side the female ones. I often heard Nurses talking and always found their laughter somehow intensified the distress I found myself in. Almost as if it were adding an air of cruelty to the fact they were on one side of the desk and I was on the other. In hindsight I’m quite certain this theory was unrealistic but with certain staff I never always had the reassurance that I was mistaken. Paranoia on my part perhaps more than an intentional desire to cause hurt but nevertheless, it was present.
I hadn’t meant things to get this out of control. I spent so much of my time gripping on for dear life and sometimes the only thing that kept me holding on was that millisecond where you let go entirely in an attempt to attain a better, stronger grasp. The problem was this millisecond of freefall versus the majority of stability had become confused. Somewhere along the road the equilibrium had been upset and the exhaustion I felt for the energy it took to maintain my grasp often engulfed my being. I found my comfort in self-harm which in that moment helped….further down the road it almost cost me my limbs.
I’ve met many kinds of people in my life but I can confidently say there is one category that had the ability to crush my heart and damage my soul more than any other. The Medical Profession.
Writing has become my most powerful, healing tool and through my words I am able to connect the dots between my head and my heart. I promised myself that I was going to take every thought and every feeling I’d ever had and offer it to the people who need to understand them more than anyone. Medical Professionals....other patients and their loved ones...but above all, the person who needs to understand more than any other is quite simply myself. It’s my heart, my soul, my story.
I may not have the medical knowledge that Doctors do but surely I have one thing they don’t? Experience.
Can you hear me now?
1
Fragile, Handle With Care
This is the beginning of my journey into the Mental Health System... the part when my thoughts and emotions would overwhelm me and the part when I realised I was different from other people. Other people seemed to float through life where I found myself struggling to even stay afloat. I could never have known these feelings would lead me into a System and a Diagnosis of Mental Illness that would follow me through life and destroy my world. I was officially different.
MAYBE NOT TODAY
I know things will get better and I will be just fine,
I wake up in the morning and I long to see a sign,
A sign that things are changing, that joy is on its way,
I know I’ll be alright......just maybe not today.
I know around the corner there could be so much in store,
I know that I must learn to shut that painful door,
Shut out all the feelings of sadness and despair,
I tell myself that one day those feelings won’t be there.
I know that it’s destructive to listen to my thoughts,
Sometimes they are good but mostly they are not,
Destroy the voice inside that says to self-destruct,
Listen to the one that says please don’t give up.
I know it’s so irrational and doesn’t make much sense,
I wish I knew what I must do to jump to my defence,
It feels like I’ve no choice in the damage that I do,
The choice always lies with me so that cannot be true.
I know my life is scary for uncertainty lives on,
I just need reassurance that these feelings will be gone,
I need to face the morning believing when I say,
Things will be alright.....just maybe not today.
I HIDE
I hide my broken heart in the actions that you see,
If you would look beyond them I know you would find me.
I hide my tear stained face in the make-up that I wear,
If you’d look underneath then you would find me there.
I hide my anxiety when I cancel all our plans,
If you would see around it you would see just who I am.
I hide my deep sadness with the smile upon my face,
If you were down there with me you would find me in that place.
I hide my lack of confidence by playing the class clown,
You don’t know I’m crying when there’s no-one else around.
I hide my self-hatred with long sleeve after sleeve,
For if you saw what’s under them I think that you would leave.
I hide my fear of judgement by saying I don’t care,
If you could read between the lines you’d see it isn’t fair.
I hide my own opinion by saying I don’t mind,
It’s just my personality, the people pleasing
kind.
I hide what I am thinking by staring into space,
If you could be in my day-dreams you’d soon see what I face.
I hide away my madness, I make you think I’m fun,
I feel so exhausted entertaining everyone.
I push away the people, the ones I should keep close,
I make it hard to love me yet it’s what I need the most.
YOU AND ME
You can tell the story but I read between the lines,
You can use direction but I can see the signs,
You use explanation but I can’t understand,
You can walk alone where I reach for your hand.
You apologise at the parts I can forgive,
You will fight the fear while I will fight to live,
You reveal the things that I try so hard to hide,
You will speak out loud all the things I say inside.
You can feel excitement where all I feel is dread,
You can see fruition, I’m incomplete instead,
You reach for tomorrow while I’m barely holding on,
You seem so bewildered at what I’ve known so long.
You can float through life at the points I almost drown,
You are flying high when I’m still on the ground,
You meet expectation where I expect to fail,
You are on a journey at the points where I derail.
You see disappointment where I can see success,
You see grand endeavours where I see more is less,
You wish for the future, I wish for just today,
I guess our worlds are different and I guess that that’s okay.
SMILE
You asked me today if I was feeling sad, I smiled and turned away,
I thought to myself that I always do, I