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Where am I now?

22/12/2019

 
Well just a quick update, I didn't realise it had been so long since I last updated on here. I get very little time for painting but I do still try and keep my hand dipped in but it isn't as easy as it used to be due to lack of time.

I started a masters degree last year. Mental Health Recovery and Social Inclusion. I am not academic and I have a few learning difficulties to deal with as well as my mental health problems, but I decided to give it a go and here I am about a  third of the way through year two! I was amazed I passed year 1 if I am honest. But my motto is try and if you fail you have at least tried, where if you dont you  will be full of regrets and wondering.

I also got married this year. After 14 years together we finally tied the knot and became a fully fledged couple! It was an amazing day on the steam train at  Embsay and Bolton Abbey steam railway (like I say try anything and getting married on a steam train was certainly a different challenge!) We had afternoon tea on the train and at the evening reception we had pie and peas. Proper Yorkshire food, complete with a pork pie cake and a pizza cake just to be different. 

I was also asked to present at the World Health Organisation in Helsinki for the launch of a report on arts and health. Such a long way from the lady who could not get out of bed sometimes let alone fly (which was the worst part as I am not a very good flyer) but I managed it and felt honoured to be there.

I often reflect on where I have come from and what I have achieved. People think I am lucky to have got the chances I have. I would not say it was lucky, I have worked really hard to get to the position that I am in now and to be able to stand my ground amongst the most professional of people. It is still very important for me to get the voice of the service user out there for ALL to hear and I will try and continue to that for as long as I possibly can. My mental health is not always great but I try and manage every day to do something proactive towards my goal of making everyone feel they have a voice, whether they chose to use it or not. 

I still continue to do talks all over the country (and some abroad too) but my main focus is to get through this masters degree and start living/breathing again!! Ha ha. Its not easy but then life never is. 

Wishing everyone a wonderful Christmas and all the very best for 2020. 

​Debs xx



Achievements and exploits

31/5/2017

 
My life has certainly started to move in very different circles to that was it used to be 6 year ago. I still find it incredible that I have achieved as much as I have in such a short space of time. 

In November 2016 I won the South West Yorkshire Partnership 'outstanding achievement' award. I was a very reluctant participant of this award as I do not feel what I do is outstanding, or an achievement, I just do it because I feel it is the right thing to do. Needless to say after several weeks I began to accept it the award and it is now in pride of place in my cabinet along with all my girls trophies and achievements. 

In May 2017 I was a short listed candidate for the Yorkshire woman of achievement award. Woman of courage.Me courageous?? It was an amazing afternoon which I celebrated with several of my colleagues and my incredible daughters.

Also in May this year I did the talk of my life (so far) to HRH Prince Charles and over 400 delegates at the Kings fund in London. I remember when I could barely get out of bed, let alone stand in front of the future king of England telling my story. But there i was and have had some amazing inspiring feedback and offers of more talks and work to come. 

I continue to keep doing the talks, about my life, my journey, mental health awareness and anti stigma and suicide awareness and prevention. It is important to me to keep going on my plight to improve services for those who feel they do not have a voice or an identity. I will not stop now I have started. I want everyone in the system to not feel like they are a burden, that they have no hope or aspirations for life.    

I continue to work with services to make changes that need to be made. It is important and vital that I continue to make the patient/service user voice heard, to make people see that EVERYONE matters regardless of where they are and what conditions they may or may not live with. 

I have lots of exciting things coming up, more talks/events and other wonderful things, so keep watching this space and I will update when I am able to. 

Thank you to all those people who continue to support me in maintaining my life, well being and work.

October 27th, 2015

27/10/2015

 

Update on my journey

Well I have been very busy lately and apologise for not putting new pictures up on my website. I will do as soon as possible. (I need to sort out the copyright on my laptop) I am now officially free from services and am no longer classed as a service user. It is hard to stop calling myself a service user as I have been that all my adult like and some of my childhood too. 

I am now working for Creative minds (how great is that?) The company that saved me is continuing to support me but in a very different role. I am still doing my voluntary work with the mental health charities that I am passionate about. I continue to do the talks informing people of my journey and enlightening them on how it feels to be a service user. I have done several talks at universities to the student nurses, occupational; therapists, social workers to name a few. I have also done talks to psychiatrists and psychologist which went down extremely well (after feeling like I haven’t been listened to most of my adult life, I now watch as they hang on to my every word.) If you would like me to do at talk at your event/course then please just ask and I will see what I can do.


I still go to my studio, not as often as I would have liked, but it is still my sanctuary. People keep asking if I will ever take art up full time, but to me art is about freedom and expression. I feel if I started to do it as a ‘job’ then it would lose the tranquillity that I feel when I do go and let myself loose on the paints. I am always looking for funding for the studio, so if anyone out there is willing to support that then please feel free to get in touch. Also if anyone wants a, tour of my studio please feel free to ask and we can sort a personal tour out.

I continue to strive for better mental health services and reducing stigma about mental ill health. I will continue to be a positive face of mental health as long as I can. Whilst I have no guarantees that I will never get ill again, I will do what I can while I can so that should I need those services again, it will be better and easier to use and access.

Please if you have any questions then just ask, I don't bite and love to speak/meet people (It has been said that I can talk the hind legs off a donkey!) It would be lovely to hear from you even if its just a hi, how are you?

Take care
Debs



Buckingham Palace Garden Tea Party

25/5/2014

 
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Buckingham Palace Garden Party

Having received my invite for the Queens Garden Party it was a frantic time trying to find something suitable to wear. I eventually bought four dresses and several pairs of shoes and debated right up until the week before which one I was going to wear. Once decided it was a case of going and finding suitable head wear. I tried several hats on; they just weren't me, so in the end picked a discrete fascinator. (EVERYONE had something on their heads!)

The big day arrived, I was sick with excitement and nerves with a long train ride ahead of me. Having checked and rechecked my case so many times to make sure I had everything that I needed, we were off.  We booked into a lovely B&B in East London (http://www.cablestreetinn.co.uk/) our luxury felt like it had already started! We changed and set off for the palace.

Poised with invite in hand, I stood very nervously outside Buckingham Palace gates waiting to be let in. Part of me still wondering if it was some sort of a joke, another part of me nervous and excited at the same time. The gates opened early and we were off, a huge line of people all crunched up the gravel driveway towards the courtyard. All chatting and taking pictures as we inched further to the gardens. I.D. checked, invites handed in and we were walking through the palace admiring the décor and furniture that adorned the vast hallways.

Walking out through the doors to the back garden I was taken aback by how big and vast the space was. Tents erected at the side, bands playing in the distance, the royal tea tent facing you some distance away. We walked down the stairs onto the gardens. Turning to look at just how vast the palace was, it was hard to take in such splendour.

We walked around the gardens, admiring the tranquillity and amazed that such a wonderful huge space was actually in the centre of London. Having walked around the gardens we headed for the tea tent, already queues had started to form. You are handed an oblong plate drinks were dispensed (I don’t actually like tea so had apple juice instead). The sandwiches were as I had read with the crusts cut off and thinly sliced cucumber were offered with egg mayonnaise and ham and tomato, along with a selection of delicious (if not tiny) cakes. The seating was totally inadequate for the amount of people there and unless you are lucky, or are the first through the doors then it’s a case of standing and balancing your plate, bag and possibly umbrella as you try and eat.

In no time at all the lines seem to start to be made. I thought we would be behind some sort of barrier, but no we were just stood lining the route. As it happens we were stood in the Queens line. The national anthem started and the Queen and Prince Philip appeared on the steps that we had just walked down.

It seemed a long time before the Queen reached where we were stood. Although I wasn’t one of the select few that were picked to speak to and shake hands with the Queen, I was so close to her it was amazing. I was taken aback by how dainty she was. She had a constant smile on her face and was talking intently to those that had been picked to meet her. She walked passed us so we went to look at the next queue.

It is hard to know who is in what queue but it was worth a look anyway. It turned out to be Prince Philips queue. After seeing how dainty the Queen was Prince Philip was very tall in comparison. He too seemed very pleasant and chatted happily away to the guests.

After seeing Prince Philip past, we went to line in the queue for another drink. The queue was much longer this time and the sandwiches and cakes selection had vastly shrank and they were even starting to close certain parts of the tents. We got another drink and went to see if there were any seats finally free anywhere. Having walked around and looked with no luck, we resigned ourselves to stand some more. We drank our drinks and walked around some more, many people were taking photos (which we were told would not be allowed) but no one seemed to be stopping them.

It was an amazing day, one that I will remember forever. Even though I did not get to chat to the Queen (or Prince Philip or Princess Beatrice) it was still a wonderful experience. Walking out through the front of Buckingham Palace you are met by a barrage or tourists with cameras all poking through the gates, all thinking that you are someone of standing or even royalty and are snapping away with excitement that they have seen someone coming out of the palace.

My tips for the day if you are lucky enough to be invited, wear very comfortable shoes, get your drinks (and food) earlier rather than later. Look around the gardens if you get chance. Try and get into roughly the right position in the line for the procession (read the map that’s sent with the invite and you should know roughly where you should be standing.) Most importantly enjoy the day; it seems to pass really quickly (although your feet are telling you otherwise!) There was never any queues for the toilets (although the disabled one did seem to have quite a lengthy queue so beware if you are disabled, I don’t know if there were any other toilets but the ones we went were just down the palace steps to the left behind the tea tents and there was only one disabled toilet there, hence the large queue). 

Have a great day and enjoy every moment of it. 


April 28th, 2014

28/4/2014

 
Whose making waves with me?

Well I have been med free for 15 months now. I feel the best I have ever felt in my life. I see things in a totally different way now. Its really hard to explain to anyone that’s never suffered with mental illness just how you see things and how you view life, but I feel like I have new eyes, new brain, new feelings. I do not know if it is because I am no longer medicated so I am now seeing it through unmedicated eyes/numbed feelings, but it is a totally different outlook I have now.

I look back on my past, all the pain, anguish, hurt, being, used abused and taken for granted, and I would like to think that that would never happen again. I like to think that I have ‘learnt’ that I am worth more than that, that I am worth as much as the next person. Yes I AM PROUD OF ME AND WHO I AM. Never ever thought I would say that let alone feel it, but after 45 years I can stand here and say that I truly am proud and happy, to be me.

It hasn’t been an easy journey, as a lot of you may know, but I feel I have had that journey to help me move on to this phase in my life that is making me so passionate about helping others so much. I do not want anyone to have to go through the suffering of mental illness, but if they do, I want it to be a smoother ride than what I received. I want the services to be there to help them, I want them to be treat with respect and dignity and have their views valued.

I know this might be a pipe dream to some, but I am determined that I will change services for those who have no one to help and support them in whatever way they need. I was once called a tiny fish in a vast river, yes that’s me and I’m proud to be fighting the water and waves. Im proud to be making those waves bigger just to get noticed. Its not easy, but hey after all I have been through, this is a piece of cake.

So I ask again, whose making waves with me???

I must be doing something right!!

28/3/2014

 
This is a blog about my website, it absolutely blew me away when I read it. Thank you so much to Tony, who saw one of my talks in Harrogate a few weeks ago. I think your the first person to ever render me speechless! 

http://bassetlawrecoveryforum.blogspot.co.uk/2014/03/the-debs-effect-painting-landscape-for.html?showComment=1396018640362#c7202502809536456345 

Some of the many comments people have said about my talks/work

27/3/2014

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·         I thoroughly enjoyed your presentation and know the passion you describe very well from my work in health.

·         I thought your impassioned speech today would be perfect to send, a recording or your true self would do better, however            things being as they are, if you could prepare a document with links to your blog/website and work and send it to me in             the next days that would be great. So good to hear and see you today. Looking forward to hear more

·         Hi Debs I was inspired meeting you today, perhaps I too could learn to draw . I have sent an email requesting info on                 courses for beginners starting in January
          My inlaws sang your praises before I met you today and they were so right . 
          Your work is incredible.

·         Thanks Debs. It's great that you are so enthusiastic about sharing your story and your experiences.
          Meeting you the other day was inspirational and has given me real hope for the future.

·         Your gallery is amazing.
          You were a star in Harrogate.
          What a fantastic, inspirational day.
          Looking forward to seeing you soon.

·         Hi Debs
          How are you? 
          I just wanted to say what a fantastic day in Harrogate this week we had.
         You were a star.

·         Had a great time @TheCBSO today. Thought provoking talks all 'round. @allofusinmind

·         We’ll be joined by the amazing @debs at conference on 26 March at @thecbso Centre to talk about how                        #CreativeMinds changed her life

·         You're an inspiration, Debs.

·         #FF Debs loving what you do & 4 being super helpful

·         Hi Debs, I was thinking about you this morning and was going to look at your website. Your card is wonderful

·         debs Absolutely agree. You're helping end the stigma by talking so thank you!

·         debs You look great Debs! And your story is so inspiring - just like the rest of #CreativeMinds !

·         debs was just looking at your art work on website; v distinctive/unique style, I like!

·         debs thanks, and thank you for sharing your story yesterday. It was AMAZING and INSPIRING #ImROC

·         debs Thank you! Inspirational! #ImROC

·         debs Your presentation really moved me, thank you so much for sharing your journey I'm sure you will inspire                 many people

·         debs Having the courage to stand up You're an inspiration

·         debs thank you very much - great to meet you and thank you for your inspiration

·         debs thanks, just need to bottle you and take it home!

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my story (learning to live with bipolar &depression)

27/3/2014

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Having always had mental ill health from a very early age (8 was the first time I went to doctors with ‘nerves’)  I feel I am as ‘qualified’ as anyone can be about mental illness. 

I wasn’t officially diagnosed until I was about 36, but all the signs were there. The classic mood fluctuations, the highs, the lows, the deep dark moments that gripped my body. It was the highs that caused the most disruption (the lows were classed as me being ‘in a mood’ or ‘feeling sorry for myself’) and I was often getting into trouble at school because of my hyper behaviour. It was just how I was. Today I might be classed as hyperactive on a high and autistic on a low, but the truth is I have bipolar and depressive disorder. 

I am now proud of who I am, its taken a long time to accept myself and my condition. It wasn’t an easy journey and not one that everyone will feel able to do, but if I can manage after all these years there is hope to everyone else. I was told I would be on medication for the rest of my life. who was I to argue with the psychiatrist, he is the expert right?? WRONG. YOU are the expert of your own mental ill health, just as diabetics are responsible for their own well being. I’m not saying that I am ‘cured’ I know I have bipolar and depressive disorder, but I can now manage it. I can finally feel like I have the control and it doesn’t have the control over me. 

So how did I magically get to feel like this? I became creative. I (by chance) saw a leaflet for an art for wellbeing class whilst sat in the psychologist waiting room for an assessment appointment. I thought I would give it a go. I have never done art in any way shape or form, but something made me pick that leaflet up and decide to give it a go. I rang up and was asked to attend the following Tuesday. I went along and I was hooked. I was on that psychologist waiting list for 18 months before I was seen on a regular basis. Had I not have gone on this course I would have been left at home with no support or services offered whilst I was on this forever waiting list! 

Everyone else was a much better drawer than me, they all had previous experience and knew roughly what they were doing, I however was a blank canvas (which i discovered was to my benefit sometimes) I joined the full program of going to art therapy sessions and with the social aspect and the confidence from drawing something that resembled something that it was supposed to I started to feel more positive about life. Maybe it was worth ‘hanging on in there’ for.

Each week I grew stronger and stronger, more confident and settled (if that’s the right word to use with bipolar/depression) I started to feel ‘well’ I had even cut back on some of the 21 tablets a day that I was on to help me feel ‘normal’  I was chatting to people and making friends and really enjoying life. I continued to draw and even started painting too. I was hooked. I was still coping.

I had moments that tested me, when I felt I needed to go back on the medication because I felt I wasn’t functioning well without it. (having been on medication for over 25 years it was a huge step in itself to try and cut them all down, I was dealing with thoughts and feelings that I had been numbed from for most, if not all, of my adult life) Stopping all medications (which as of March 2014 I have been meds free for 15 months so far) was a huge huge step. I am realistic and know that some day I may need to go back on them, but for now I am coping and dealing with what life is throwing at me. 

I still suffer with depression and bipolar (and yes I think I will always suffer with it) but its learning to deal with it. To spot the triggers and almost talk yourself through things. I do talks about my life for the NHS (Creative minds) and recently did my biggest audience speech yet to over 300 people. The thought of speaking to over 300 people didn’t daunt me as much as the train journey to get there did. I know its not rational or easy, but then neither is mental ill health. I had plans in place to help me deal with the rush of people on a mission to get to work in the rush hour traffic. I prepared much more than the average person to deal with it. That’s what I have to do. I felt like I had conquered another ‘issue’ when I finally sat on the last train I needed to be on. Just as diabetics have to diet and/or inject, I have to plan.

Its not always easy, somethings are easier than others. I still struggle getting out of bed in a morning sometimes, but I make myself little challenges. I set myself little tasks to conquer. Each one is a huge step forward for me, which helps boost my confidence and gives me the ability to try another new ‘challenge’. Its about keep moving forward on the journey. I want to keep moving, I have existed for 45 years of my life, only living the last 2 of them. I cannot believe that this is my life now, 

I do inspirational talks to service users and medical staff, I have been to Sweden to tell of my journey and I have spoke to over 300 people about my life. In May I am going to visit Buckingham Palace (I was nominated for my inspirational and my voluntary work) I couldn’t get out of bed just over 2 years ago, my daughter was my carer, now look where I am. I know the old adage if I can do it anyone can, seriously if I can do it then I have no doubts in my mind that anyone else has the ability to transform their own lives too. What have you got to loose? 


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A poem I wrote when I was at my lowest.

27/3/2014

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Wishing the world would take me away

From this misery each and every day

The dread and loneliness will not prevail

To wake is an inevitable tale.

I wish the world would take me now

I am too ill to think of how

I think the world would be a better place

If it did not have to see my face.

I lie in hospital as I awake

I cant even do that right for goodness sake

This misery is destined to be

The only life right now for me

“Think of your children” the doctors said

They are the forefront of my head

Their better off with a decent mum

One that can get up and do the school run.

My daughter has to take care of me

What kind of life must that be?

I lie in bed unable to live

She is the life that tries to give.

Bipolar & depression are very real

This disease inside me is a very big deal

It’s all in your head I hear people say

I know I live with it each and every day.

Hang on in there things will get better

I don’t know as I write this letter

My heart my soul my miserable life

Its day after day of misery and strife.

I do not do this to cause you pain

I just want to be “normal” and not “insane”

I want to go away and not come back

Unless this life can cut me some slack.

Depression is a war within my mind

I cannot win, I cannot find.

It is just there as I lie in my bed

These crazy thoughts going around in my head

I want to live so happy and free

For now it will just have to be…..

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