When HOPE is a Dillusion!

I saw a lady the other day that remembered me from school. She remembered me as one of the brightest girls in school. That was kind. It's complicated trying to express how HOPELESS it is for people that are diagnosed with a mental illness but once you are diagnosed it seems that you should grovel and kiss arse and be grateful that you get a benefit and have the right to a "Subsist ant existence" on a benefit. Well I'm sick of it! I can't commit suicide so I argue for Euthanasia. When you are dependent on pity and patronising judgemental care I say when is enough enough!