Allegedly, it has been Mental Health Awareness week. I wasn’t aware of it until I was lazily surfing the web, trying to get the inspiration to write something. I’d best find someone to blame.
I’ll certainly be blaming Prince Harry who, despite his brilliant work with Heads Together, has decided, somewhat selfishly, to get married this week. This of course means that people are far more interested in whether his father in law to be will be there for the big day.
I’ll be blaming Gareth Southgate for announcing his world cup squad during Mental Health Awareness week.
I’ll be blaming politicians for doing next to sod all to publicise the event.
I’ll be blaming anyone I can think of, but mainly I’ll be blaming society because society is to blame. It always is.
If society really gave a damn, mental illness would be near the top of government priorities, in the same way that if society really gave a damn about, say injured armed service personnel, we would not have homeless veterans or brave soldiers having to rely on charity. It’s our country. If we don’t lean on our politicians, they won’t do a thing.
As us basket cases know to our cost, day in, day out, year in, year out, the promises to make our country better are little more than words. At least this year, society in general and the government in particular has concluded that it’s not worth making even the smallest token effort. Which is why most folk are completely unaware of Mental Health Awareness Week.
