Welcome. My name is Pat (female Pat). I am a writer, poet, and newbie mental health advocate. For a long time, I’ve been wanting to talk about psychiatric misdiagnosis and, for lack of a more subtle phrase, psychiatric abuse. Why be subtle? Call it what it is.
I decided to start this blog in part because I’m tired of talking back to the TV or feeling a pit in my stomach when I read anything related to these issues. I believe misdiagnosis and psychiatric abuse are health epidemics that have long gone under-reported. There isn’t a national conversation that I know of going on about these issues. And there should be. How much is mistreatment and abuse in the mental health system costing us both financially and in the loss of human potential and lost lives? I wonder.
This blog is dedicated to personal stories and other creative content, along with news and discussion about psychiatric misdiagnosis and mistreatment in America’s mental health system. As for my credentials. I don’t have a Ph.D or MD after my name. I’m not a professor of or researcher in psychology. My “expert” status is my story, my history in the mental health system. To start, I will post bi-monthly. If I’m on a roll, more posts! Regardless, I hope my posts will bring awareness to these issues and provoke thought and conversation.
If you haven’t already Googled the name of this blog, it comes from the 1940’s classic psychological thriller and personal favorite, “Gaslight.” It’s about a fragile woman, Paula, played by Ingrid Bergman, who is driven to think she has lost her mind by her husband, Gregory (Charles Boyer). Paula is rescued in the end by a Scotland Yard detective (Joseph Cotton) who assures Paula she is perfectly sane. The setting for much of the movie is the fictitious address; Number Nine Thornton Square in London. This seemed like a perfect beginning to this new adventure.