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SocietyAugust 12, 2016

Exclusive: leaked draft report calls 2016’s landmark mental health journalism ‘biased and inaccurate’

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2016 has been a breakthrough year for mental health reporting around the country. Yet a draft report leaked to Jess McAllen – herself a mental health reporter – shows that Mental Health Services are anything but welcoming of the scrutiny.

An editor once told me mental health stories were “unsexy”. Silky, lacy numbers like car crashes and cancer go to Victoria’s Secret, suicidality and negligent care are chucked over a shoulder into the daggy $5 g-string bin at Cotton On.

But things are changing. In the past, the news cycle was often in the hands of balding middle-aged men who couldn’t name two types of psychiatric drugs but would offer a cup of concrete at the hint of emotion. Despite pockets of excellent reporting, recent years have seen a wider range of journalists working on the mental health beat with vigour, sending District Health Boards scrambling.

I was recently leaked a document from a nationwide meeting of the DAMHS (Directors of Area Mental Health Service) who are worried negative media coverage is – in a convoluted roundabout way – causing staff to become more draconian. Turns out there are “increasing concerns” from higher-ups about the journalism being practised within the sector over “recent months”.

Mental health reporting  – with the exception of a few journalists  – has traditionally been tied to murder cases or high profile tragedies like Charlotte Dawson or Robin Williams. It’s not that this past year has seen a rise in suicides, missing persons, coercive practices or other questionable behaviour .  Rather, the media has been reporting on the above, constantly and with vigour.

It’s been a banner year for mental health coverage in the mainstream media. Ashleigh Stewart consistently ran stories for The Press on post-earthquake Christchurch’s mental health (breaking embarrassing stories about funding woes). Kirsty Johnston raised public concern regarding Ashley Peacock, the 37-year-old who has been in seclusion for five years. Nikki Macdonald reported on a patient who committed suicide at a Wellington mental health facility and whose family then had their privacy breached thanks to a staff-wide email. It’s possibly worth awkwardly mentioning that I’ve done my fair share of mental health reporting in the last year too.

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There’s also been educational accounts of mental illness, such as Tess McClure on anxiety, Rebecca Kamm on Selective Mutism and ADHD, Holly Walker on Post-Natal Anxiety, Ruth on Borderline Personality Disorder, an interview – by, er, me – with someone who has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

It’s been a welcome break from the over-familar “no one talks about suicide – We Must Talk”  300 word article that runs every time a public speaker specialising in mental health comes to town. Watching the past year’s analytical mental health journalism expand beyond faux-concern has been reassuring, not as a journalist but as a mental health consumer who is so used to having her narrative pushed aside.

This era of increased depth and sophistication of reporting on mental health issues is the backdrop to the leaked report, which indicates that the sector, far from welcoming a more thorough analysis, is instead shrinking from the moment.

Here’s some of the main points from the report, a draft briefing paper intended for the Ministry of Health “The Current Health of the Mental Health and Addiction Sector (MHAS)”:

There has (apparently) been “a growing level of inaccurate and biased media coverage of issues” and a lack of effective “counter discourse” to the coverage due to lack of funding and pressures within the Ministry of Health.

DHB leaders are worried about interest groups who repeatedly call for inspections and inquiries and allegedly run “personalised social media campaigns targeting individual clinicians, service leaders and staff”.

Growing public criticism of the mental health sector (and subsequent pressure from politicians and DHB boards) is resulting in “increasing levels of stigma and discrimination”, “perverse changes in care with increased levels of coercion”, decreased staff morale and “major recruitment and retention problems”.

Mental health leaders are seeking an appointment with Minister of Health Jonathan Coleman to discuss their concerns and pitch a “political sponsorship of a major quality improvement initiative” that would “reassure the general public that the sector is focusing on increased quality and safety of services” and provide opportunities for service improvement.

At first blush – and keeping in mind this is a draft – it seems like DHBs are using increased public awareness about mental health treatment as a scapegoat for failing initiatives. In the report they make clear there’s no panacea for the complex problems that arise in the mental health sector, but what initiatives they do have they say are being undermined by “a culture of blame and in some areas personalised attacks on staff and services when things have not gone as expected”.

The report says the result of this is “a degradation of the quality and humanity” of mental health and addiction services.

It’s a far stretch – and a cop-out.

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For context, it feels like this report is a not-so-subtle dig at cases like Nicky Stevens – the high profile suicide of a young Waikato man who went missing from the Henry Bennett centre in Hamilton after taking unescorted leave. His family have been very vocal in their grief – a way of healing is hoping to make a change – on social media and in newspapers. A few weeks ago another patient, a young woman, died in a similar way after also taking unescorted leave.

The knee-jerk reaction from the public and politicians is to ask: why are patients at risk of suicide allowed to leave the one place they should be safe? But mental health patients aren’t prisoners and being locked up isn’t necessarily going to help anyone get better.

And things have been getting more restrictive, according to a woman who was at the Henry Bennett centre last year.

“Things have changed significantly,” she told me, “processes have changed, some for the good and some for the not-so-great.

“Ward 35 now has a big fence around it. Before you could go out there and if you really did want to, you could jump the fence and go to town. They’ve locked the door from the ward out onto the courtyard. If they’ve got anybody that’s at risk the door is locked and you have to ask staff if you can go out to the courtyard.”

The narrative of a mentally ill person used to be (more) easily dismissed in the same way a man might speak of all his “crazy” ex-girlfriends. This added an extra element of difficulty to reporting on the sector. Who would believe the person that gets delusions – even if only for one week a year – over the carefully crafted words of a communications professional?

There was also the “who cares” factor. I once spoke to a journalist who spent a day at court where the parents of a young girl who committed suicide were trying to make a case for negligent care. She told me there was no story because “if she was going to kill herself, she was going to kill herself”. The damaging idea that nothing can be done to help suicidal people is pretty insulting considering how many people get past the point of suicide once they get adequate help.

Basically, media pressure means politicians and senior health people are supposedly pushing those on the ground to take a harder line to minimise risk, which then leads to Ashley Peacock-type stories about a lack of human rights. It’s a life-risking merry-go-round.

None of this is to suggest that the sector isn’t working its hardest to improve, nor that they don’t have a ferociously difficult job to do. The professionals at inpatient facilities have to make judgement calls every day on whether someone is well enough to be allowed out on unescorted leave (at-risk patients aren’t allowed to take it) but the people making such judgements are only human.

This doesn’t mean that grieving families should be blamed for DHB boards coming down hard on mental health nurses or the media chastised for reporting on such cases and getting politicians worried. Rather, the DHBs should be looking internally at what protocols they have for risk assessment. A review of mental health services would also be nice some time this century.

The report says criticism has resulted in an “increased level of pressure brought to bear on clinicians and services by politicians, DHB boards and CEOs, to be more reactionary and coercive in certain policies and practices.”

Without the jargon, they are basically saying: we don’t want to lock mental health patients up like animals but if we let someone out and they kill themselves the media beats us up about it.

Not all media have been that great in coverage of mental health. Beyond the Herald, some of the coverage by other media outlets in relation to the Ashley Peacock story amounted to naked and uninformed fear-mongering. However, the Mental Health Foundation usually call out such disasters and hold them accountable. If the DHBs think the public have lost faith in them, then my advice would be: don’t shoot the messengers – listen to them.

Canterbury DHB were approached for comment when their Chief Psychiatrist Sue Nightingale chaired a recent meeting regarding concerns outlined in the draft briefing paper. The DHB said it would be “inappropriate to comment before there’s been an opportunity for the Ministry to review it”.


Where to get help:

Lifeline – 0800 543 354 

Suicide Crisis Helpline (open 24/7) – 0508 828 865 (0508 TAUTOKO)

Depression Helpline  – 0800 111 757 – this service is staffed 24/7 by trained counsellors 

Samaritans  – 0800 726 666 

Youthline (open 24/7) – 0800 376 633. Text 234 for free between 8am and midnight, or email talk@youthline.co.nz.

0800 WHATSUP (0800 9428 787), Open between 1pm and 10pm on weekdays and from 3pm to 10pm on weekends. Online chat is available from 7pm to 10pm every day at www.whatsup.co.nz.

Healthline – 0800 611 116

For more information about support and services available to you, contact the Mental Health Foundation’s free Resource and Information Service on 09 623 4812 during office hours or email info@mentalhealth.org.nz

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SocietyAugust 12, 2016

Hello Caller: My boyfriend has announced he’s gay. I’m heartbroken – so why are my friends laughing?

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In this week’s advice column, psychotherapist Ms X counsels a woman struggling to adjust to life as her ex’s straight sidekick.

Hi Ms. X,

I’m a woman in my 20s and a few months ago my boyfriend, who I’ll call Oscar (after one of my all-time favorite homosexuals) broke up with me with this banger: “I love you, but I’d be so much more attracted to you if you were a guy.”

In the weeks that followed I tried to be as kind and supportive as possible. Even though I was still reeling from the break up, I’d do everything from answering his calls at 3am on a Tuesday to listen to him talk with a level of vulnerability, eloquence and insight I’d never witnessed in the roughly 18 months we were together; to helping him select the sexiest selfies for his new Grindr profile.

Oscar is a wonderful guy, and while I’m happy for him, I can’t help feeling like Ross from Friends. His pals found the whole ‘Carol leaving him for Susan’ thing hilarious, and some of mine are no better! There’s a tragicomic element to this situation, sure, but Oscar being gay doesn’t make being dumped any easier to deal with, or make him any easier to get over, or help me take this any less personally.

Here are some of their reactions, so you know what I’m dealing with:

Friend A: OMG, Oscar’s gay?? Haha did he want to have anal all the time?
Friend B: Why are you so down about this? You’re not letting your ego get in the way of seeing the situation objectively, are you?
Friend C: But this is great – now you can say you’ll remain friends and actually deliver on that! He’ll be the perfect gay best friend!

How am I supposed to make the mental switch from ‘boyfriend who I love and am wildly attracted to’ to ‘gay best friend’?! While Oscar still wants to hang out all the time, I find it difficult to be around him – because he doesn’t consider how much his behavior fucks with me. When he does stuff as innocent as holding my hand or tucking my hair behind my ear, all I want to do is push him down on the nearest flat (or bumpy, whatever) surface and, uh, xyz…

I feel stupid for not knowing this huge thing about the person I thought I knew better than anyone else in the whole world, and maybe even a little cheated and resentful. I’ve tried talking about it, but nobody says what I want, nor need, to hear. I’ve tried sleeping with other guys, but it’s been pretty unsatisfying. I’ve tried avoiding Oscar but it’s impossible when our social circles are fused: I’m talking a Venn diagram with 100% overlap here.

Basically this whole fiasco has triggered some sort of quarter life crisis. I’m either doing nothing and being apathetic or doing everything, like quitting my job and moving flats – both in the last couple months – just because. I’m moaning shit like “Nobody will ever be attracted to me again/I’m going to die alone!”, and I know I’m far too young and too optimistic to think like this. I’m just not feeling like me, and I’ve been questioning everything about myself (except my sexuality… heh).

This doesn’t feel like a run of the mill break-up, and the trajectory of the recovery period is like nothing I’ve been on before – it’s one step forward, 10 leaps back. So my question is this: How do I get over him? How do I help him, and our mutual friends, understand what this feels like? How do I go back to being me? Whoops that’s three  apologies!

Thanks so much,
Constance L.

Hello Caller,

So your newly ex-boyfriend wants dick and some of your friends are being dicks. What an appalling coincidence. I donʼt know if we can make your friends smarter, so let’s concentrate on you.

Grief – the kind where the person isn’t dead, they’re still in your life but unavailable to you in the way you want them (up against a wall, by the sounds of it) – is still grief.

You’re experiencing something like motion sickness – there’s a dissonance between your brain and your body that has to be navigated. He’s right there in front of you: you can see him, you can smell him and you can hear him, this person you had been tuned to for 18 months. Instead of acting like the super computer it is, your brain behaves like an old fashioned radar system and says “There he is! Kiss him!” The message that you canʼt have him is yet to get through to the central cortex. I think we need to attach some burners to it and try to push it up into the ‘conscious comprehension’ atmosphere faster.

So it’s reprogramming time. You can try either of these methods or a combo:

1. Spend so much time with him that you are eventually over-exposed. Hear all the gay stuff, everything. Absorb his homosexuality through the pores of your skin so that it becomes an irrefutable fact. He is now all about cock (like you) and thus you can be comrades on the expedition toward great/terrible/meh cock – but comrades is all you will be. Frequent exposure could build up your immunity to his charms and move you through the current discomfort. Ideally you want to get to a place where you can look at him and go “Ah yeah, that’s my ex who now likes guys and whose face I don’t want to sit on ANYMORE”.

* I have to add a warning here, Caller. If Oscar’s gayness at any stage wobbles or becomes a bit fluid – more like bisexual –  just be careful because you might feel really really angry. Iʼm not saying it would be “wrong” of him to straddle both paths, but it complicate things if you still have special feelings in your knickers for him. Especially because he left you for cock.

2. The other option is you spend far less time with him. You get out and meet more people – because, let’s face it, some better bloody friends wouldnʼt go amiss. In the course of answering your letter, I discussed it with a colleague who’d recently encountered a similar situation. We’d both been amazed by the friends, like yours, who are all so “right on” about sexuality that they canʼt see your situation clearly: that it is the end of a significant relationship and you are in pain. This other young woman my colleague and I knew felt like her ex basically got thrown a personal Pride Parade and all she got was side eye and bupkis (which is Yiddish for “nothing” or more precisely, shivering shit balls, worse than nothing).

You have every right to be pissed off, not because he is gay but because the person you love does not want to love/fuck you back. That doesnʼt mean you are uncool about anyone’s sexuality, it just means you are in break-up pain. I have to say here as well, I am a little concerned about hard Oscar is making it for you with all the hand-holding and tucking of stray hairs behind your ear. That is a bit confusing for both your big brain and the other tiny brain in your knickers. So if you keep hanging out together you might have to tell him that has to stop.

Finally, I need you to flex those muscles of resourcefulness and get back out into life. Use this time to do an audit of the people in your life. If they canʼt be thoughtful and cognisant of you and your right to pain then it’s time to see a lot less of them. Start doing new things where you can meet new people. This gets easier the older you get – you get better at picking like-minded comrades and not schmucks peddling boxes of bupkis.

You have been delightfully clear with me about how this thing with Oscar has really knocked you on your ass. I spoke a little about retraining your brain out of its “Oscar orientation” but the whole experience seems to have left you quite flat.

So, in the spirit of retraining that big meaty computer of feelings at the top of your neck, have a read of this. It is a lovely explanation of how to shift mild depression. I really do recommend it, even if it feels a bit simplistic.

Let me know how you go Caller.

Ms. X

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Need help now?

Lifeline 0800 543 354

Youthline 0800 376 633

OUTline (LGBT helpline) 0800 688 5463

More helplines can be found at the Mental Health Foundation’s directory. For a list of Māori mental health services, click here.