More views of - or before - Cambridge Film Festival 2017 (19 to 26 October)
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Amongst those who used to drink, the jocular phrase What's your poison ? had currency - and maybe still has ? (It does not matter whether the term now is getting wasted, lashed, or trashed (or shit-faced or rat-arsed), the explicit recognition is of doing something damaging to cope.)
Whatever may be claimed, we all have that need to cope - even if coping with what life really means consists in avoiding the question, and instead screwing everyone else in business deals so that one can believe in one's worth (in dollars, at any rate...).
In the world of so-called mental-health so-called diagnoses, it can seem as though the differences are thrust in one's face, with some provided for - if provided for at all - in tertiary services, whereas some others are asked to engage with drug and alcohol services, and others still* contend to be seen by secondary services, and not just at the level of their GP (primary mental health).
Yet how illusory is all of this pretend taxonomy, and how much more do we have in common ? :
People have their own language. Why can't we allow people to speak about their difficulties in their own terms?— John (@SiSaysPSYCHOSIS) October 9, 2017
We can, and we should :— THE AGENT APSLEY (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) October 9, 2017
It's only some desire to group people and say that they share something that leads to doing anything different. https://t.co/9638VlAN2O
Yet those labelled with bi-polar or schizo-affective disorders should see a commonality with others in this :— THE AGENT APSLEY (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) October 10, 2017
Chronic emotional woundedness https://t.co/doE8YrdZfm
Chronic Emotional Woundedness* - can we all, labelled with this or that, identify with such words, and see ourselves linked by our experience ?
* If not wanting to run away and never see again the alleged mental-health services that detained and 'treated' them against their will and traumatized them.
** Yes, it does spell ChEW - maybe feeling that we have been chewed up and spat out is a core part of our commonality... ?
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Unless stated otherwise, all films reviewed were screened at Festival Central (Arts Picturehouse, Cambridge)