Dear John

I had an awful day at Flax Weaving. If Olanzepine does shrink the brain matter, as I suspect it does and has, the the brain is hardly likely to recover. Tegretol also gave me brain damage. I'm sorry for being so treacherous but I think it is high time that we faced up to the fact that we should offer the dignity of Euthanasia to those that have suffered quite enough.

One of my friends from last years class said that she can perfectly understand that, whether down to the dementing process of Mental Illness or down to the drugs that they give you, that if you can no longer LEARN what is there left in life to hold on to?

I'm only fifty and inspite of Tegretol giving me the cancer, physically I'm as strong as an Ox and could survive another thirty years. Well I say no thank you and enough is enough and, much as I adore you, I aim to make you so ANGRY with me that you DO put a BILL through.

We treat people with mental illness as if they are BUMS and SCUM and I'm not thanking you or anyone for the token compassion that leaves vulnerable people kicking around on this Planet only to become a business to whoever and I want out. But until I work up the courage to kill myself I'm going to remind you every day that Society needs to improve it's track record towards the Mentally Ill. By the way I was treated I was too scared to have a daughter and since Bi-Polar is genetic I will at least put forward as succinct an argument as I can that we owe these people a decent chance rather than let them rattle around like skeletons in their self imposed prisons until the day they die!

It is too late to offer me Dignity in Life so offer me the Dignity of Death by Euthanasia PLEASE!
I'm hardly an Ambassador for Mental Illness but I've watched the torturous poses of my fellows enough to know that the problems are not just the Mental Illness but pretending not to notice the hostility toward them by Society in general and more must be done, much more!