Even on a bad head day, I still have questions.
I am confused (or mentally ill) depending on the definition.
I do hope no one takes offense at my questions, but I am wondering, as we learn more about mental illness, regarding how the gap between mental illness and physical illness is bridged.
The human brain (definitely physical) is subjected to so many trials during a lifetime, and the last information I'd read in science daily is the remarkable ability for some people's brains to overcome trauma, while others are fraught with emotional frailty.
If we must talk about "death panels" I assert that we must also talk about, in the context of these trying times, of "sanity panels".
As I hear protests of socialized medicine, I can't help but think of places with names such as "Pathways", "Promises" and yep, I even heard of one called "Serenity" which basically assists people who are deemed to be in need of social skills. These places are government sponsored and rely on communal contribution.
This means, although I have never been directly involved in such a place, that if a person is "involuntarily committed" by the authorities (deemed as dangerous to themselves or the general public) and thereafter, during treatment, show promise of being able to become a contributing member of society yet again, they are sent to what we deem "Halfway Houses".
These houses (one of which looks like any other home around the corner to me) operate with the support of government funding, as well as by seizing whatever privately owned funds or material objects to subsidize the "household". If someone has no such alternate funding, counselors are provided to apply for unemployment, disability, or welfare--each according to the applicant's need.
Sounds voluntary, and sometimes it is.
Where is the cry of "slippery slope" of socialized medicine in these cases? If I'm wrong about this being a form of socialized medicine, somebody please be patient enough to explain to me what the difference(s) might be.
Such places have been around for half of my life now, which happens to be nearing a quarter of a decade. In spite of all of my efforts otherwise. ?