Sometimes I feel that when I engaged with the Community Care Services, they did more harm than good.
I derived little benefit from the contact. I thought it was the best thing to do at the time. I needed support, and still do.
But they were not the right people. They did not seem to grasp what it really means to live with mental illness, and also try to hold down a job, or be part of a family.
I tried to explain these things, but they did not understand what I meant.
I felt that a lot of their ideas were out of date, and not relevant.
There was no confidentiality.
I was also subject to abuse on occasion. If I complained about this, I was dismissed.