Here is Tessa’s and her brother Damo’s Story….
“I was diagnosed with Paranoid Schizophrenia. I suffered from this for five years.
There were demons inside my head. I thought people were going to kill me on a daily basis. I even thought my own family was going to kill me sometimes. I just wanted it all to stop. I wanted to kill myself before they tortured me.” This is what he would say to me.
“As this mental health team seen me regularly. I had about thirty attempts with my mental state of mind. I was in and out of the ward with needles, pills, more needles and more pills. I don’t think they worried about me anymore.”
At the time of my death. I had been off my medication for a while but was trying to be stabilized. I had gone away for two months but I was not doing so well. I was not with reality. Things happened and I was no longer with reality at all. I had two visits with these workers.
In these couple of weeks I stayed with my sister. I told the workers I was going to kill myself. My sister told them I was going to kill myself. I was not with reality at this point. I thought I had not seen her in ten years. It had only be eight weeks. The mental health walked away and left me twice.
My mum returned from hospital. So I returned to be with my mum. My mum rang and tried to get me admitted in the last five days I was here on earth. However, the mental health team was still not listening. I think my family members would know me a lot better than they did. I was only visited to be given more pills or needles.
You don’t actually care that I am lost, broken, torn, confused, scared and alone. My mind shredded into millions of fears and they are all coming at me at once. I cannot stop them.”