Great blog about how we can be painted as unreliable narrators.
Lately this blog feels more like a diary than anything else. This is partly because I’m not doing much work or activism (although I guess meeting with the Secretary of State for Health and 11 other people with lived experience to help him better understand the issues in community mental health care was pretty damn important). I feel like my focus has narrowed, that all I have the capacity to think or tweet or talk about is my own mental health and what’s happening with regards to services. I feel like a different blogger to the person who won a Mind Media Award for the mixture of campaigning and personal writing. I just hope that those who like my more analytic posts will hang on in there with me until I get through this.
To pick up where I left off last time, I was completely baffled by the…
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