The Mad Bench I Can't Bring Myself to Leave
My contact with psychiatry was brief. My attachment to this mad position is not. Why am I still here?
Mad Studies, experiential knowledge, and action.
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Essays, reflections, and ideas.
My contact with psychiatry was brief. My attachment to this mad position is not. Why am I still here?
Questions about representation, labour, harm, collaboration, refusal, and what it takes to act together without pretending to be one.
For once, we could speak without immediately adding that there are good psychiatrists too. Then I caught myself doing it again.
I went looking for people who might already have solved our problems. I found living arguments, labour boundaries, and no finished answers.
Shared commitments can create relationships we feel forced to maintain. Where does that leave anger, dislike, and the wish to speak honestly?
I asked about the non-English-speaking world. Why did the answer return to differences within the English-speaking one?