Pyramids of DOOM!

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You’ll be aware of my pessimism lately with regards to many things in education, so here’s another to add to the list. Anything that is in a pyramid should be treated with caution! There, I’ve said it. The fact that something is represented as a pyramid seems to give it a legitimacy; “it must be real, the pyramid said so”. Unfortunately, I’m not so convinced and in my humble opinion, the only place we should see pyramids is in Egypt…and Mexico…

I must admit that I’ve been as guilty as the next person of falling foul to things in pyramids. I like diagrams to explain concepts and I like being told that my problems will be solved by following a new strategy (even though I don’t actually have a problem to solve). Let’s look at some pyramids that we might want to be wary of:

1. The…

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Lets start at the beginning – Birth trauma & PND

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My story is ancient history now but I think relevant  I’m relieved that good PMH care is recognised as vital now although it’s still not perfect

When I became pregnant with my first child I wanted it all to be perfect – the perfect birth with the perfect child. Instead my experience was one of everything that could go wrong did. With all day morning sickness that failed to improve at week 16 I was prescribed debendox. Weeks later the newspaper were full of headlines like ‘ debendox the new thalidomide?’ Scans were not great in those days so the rest of my pregnancy was a very anxious time.

Two weeks overdue it was decided I should be induced and that’s when it all went wrong. The trainee Dr running red faced from the room because he couldn’t break my waters leaving me strung up in an undignified way! I…

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Be the difference

There are few things in this world that make me truly sad for humanity. I believe that we all have the power to change; what we see, do and hear that is wrong or unjustifiable. We can take the time out of our busy lives to make a real change to just one person.

However, we can also treat one another with such distane and distance ourselves from what is the core of what makes us human to such a point that people stop reaching out, stop asking for a lift out of their dispair, close themselves of.

Today is #WorldMentalDay. I’ve seen inspirational posts on LinkedIn, Twitter and Instagram. People opening themselves up – transparency of the extraordinary kind – and the support given to these individuals has been astounding, it really has.

In the run up to this, I did see a few, likewise posts from people I follow (rather than those whom I call friends) on FaceBook. A particular post caught my attention and requested people to add a Twibbon to your own profile pages. I am not good with sharing my own dance with depression but I did indeed, add to my own image and shared alike.

And what was the response? The first and only comment, from a ‘friend’. A shirty, passive aggressive remark that shattered my confidence and I remained stuck in a downward spriral for the remainder of the day. I did respond. In what I feel was a far more open-minded and enlightened way, remarking that I would actually be a good poster-girl for the MH campaign as I am proof that you can come through this. I felt empowered and also fraudulent simultaneously. For you see, if I truly felt that was and had the power to believe I had reached the other side, why oh why did I become so upset?

That, my friend, is the crux. And the point of this monologue. To make joke at the expense of someone, or a group, or a cause, is what scares me about the human race. We have the power to be there and give someone a lift when they may (or may not) need it but all too often we use a joke as a bullying tactic to humiliate and bring someone down for our own benefit; be that make us feel better, to genuinely make someone feel bad or just to project what we ourselves are feeling at that moment in time.

Whether you understand from first hand experience or have empathy for those alongside you in the (forgive this) journey to the grave, be kind people. Trolling is one thing, being just mean spirited can ruin a perfectly good day.