My Trip With Clinical Depression

Over the last 10 years I've endured all sorts of different medication for depression, but I have also seen how the NHS has changed in this country when dealing with someone whose depressed. Not long ago I had to go back to see my doctor, tears rolling down my face as I told him how I could hear voices in my head, my partner was talking about ending our relationship, the desire to kill myself was at an all-time high and I didn't have the energy in me to even get out of bed. It was serious and I needed to speak to someone about it as clearly I was not well at all.

The 411 on Council Housing

Now I'm not saying all council housing is this bad, infact I know of some that are pretty decent and liveable, however one such council failed one family by renting them a disgusting pit that no one with half a mind would let anyone in. But not only did they let them live in this disgraceful building but they have rented it out to a family whose mother is unable to work due to her PND which has become very severe, a father who left his job to care for his wife and a 19 month old toddler whose a beautiful little girl that now is expected to live in this house that her parents have been offered. Prepare for some delightful photographs.

You see that graffiti? That is on the kitchen window infront of the sink and Clara from I Want My Mummy gets to live in this house with a cock drawing staring at her whenever she goes to wash her dishes. Oh and let's not forget that window next to this one has been smashed too. What really pisses me off and many other people who have seen this picture is the council (I don't need to tell you who because you can see on the photograph) put a lovely note by this drawing making it out to be in a ready state for them. Are you kidding me?! Let's see what else this lass live with and may I note she is PAYING RENT for this place in this condition.

This is not just any dirty wall, it's bird crap and on the floor were a few yellow feathers so looks like whoever live here before had pet birds. By bird crap I literally do mean bird excrement, but also there are bits of bird food as well but mostly poo that has been left for a long period of time and can't just be wiped away. The bathroom is no better as most of the floor has been ripped up and whole room smells strongly of urine. You'd probably think "just leave the window open overnight" but since they lack a fence for their back garden where there's a public path and the fact people have already clearly attacked this house before I don't think this family want to leave the windows open for very long.

The bedrooms weren't all that great either, with damp and what I can only think could be mould as well as a large hole in one wall and some graffiti in what is to be Clara's daughter's bedroom. Oh and carpet? Who needs that when you can have the beauty of damaged floor boards! What a great idea, while we're at it this council have given her £25 in vouchers per room to do the house up. Over the weekend a bunch of bloggers helped her and her family out and in one room used up at least £40 worth of paint so god knows how anyone is expected to use £25 to make a house into a loving home.

A bunch of parent bloggers grouped up to help Clara and her family by painting and clearing stuff up as much as they could in the hope to at least show her that there is a light at the end of this tunnel, even if it has lots of crap, a broken front door and a smashed up window. Many bloggers who couldn't make it helped out by sending over some paint, brushes, toys, etc. Even BuzzyBee sent over some cleaning products to help with the clear out.

I'd like to point out that her husband is NOT getting JSA as he isn't seeking for work and they don't think it's right to cheat the system by pretending that he is looking. PND also isn't up for any sort of disability allowance and yet PND and many forms of depression can leave a person unable to do the simplest of tasks. I suffer with major clinical depression and just been moved up from 20mg to 40mg of anti-depressants (this explains why I've been quiet on my blog and I'll talk about it more soon) and trust me it hits you and your family very hard. I'm thankful that over the last 10 years doctors have changed their view on depression as a mental health problem and now get better help than I did 10 years ago.

This is the final picture I'm going to leave you with. That is a wire sticking out of the back garden. No one is sure if it's live or not but no one was willing to find out (for obvious reasons) but a garden to any child is a place of fun and this is NOT something any parent would want to let their child play near.

(Thanks Mammasaurus for letting me use your pictures, wish I could have been there!)

My Middle Finger Meets The Sun

Ohhh I really REALLY feel like ranting about The Sun after they published the photographs of Harry so I apologise to my usual readers who normally come to read about cloth nappies, competitions and boy's fashion but I need to vent sometimes and think I may do his more often as a form of therapy. I would just like to state I will NOT post the pictures on my blog.

Whilst I agree that anyone in the UK could google them (I admit I did and if you haven't seen them they are so blurry and he has his hands over his groin anyway)  one line just made me glad I didn't end up working in the media "Further, we believe Harry has compromised his own privacy" Bollocks did he! He was in a private room with friends, the issue was his bodyguards did not disallow these women into the room, nor did they remove mobile phones or camera devices from them as they normally would. Even-so he and his friends invited these young ladies in to the strip pool game and clearly they all had a good time, he must have at least trusted or believed no one would do anything stupid. Sure he was drunk come on most young adults have a few drinks once in a while so that isn't exactly anything shocking on it's own, also many drunks have done foolish things. Big damn whoop.

Harry did not compromise his privacy, he was in a private room and not out on the streets running around stark naked. If he did that then I'd agree he did compromise his privacy, although still wouldn't care because in my eyes (and would seem like many other British folks agree from what I've read so far) he's just another young single man who is trying to enjoy his life.

Enjoy life, Prince Harry, and ignore The Sun and their stupid so-called journalism.