Wow. Right on time for me to have a little rant! Honestly I don't want to upset you further but the short answer is not really, no. I don't think so unless you are catatonic, fit into very specific boxes or lie basically. Meds work for many and hopefully if your depression is not trauma related the offered counselling might too.
My downfall in accessing help seems to be how self aware I am that the majority of my issues are caused by trauma and that that's what I need therapy for specifically. I'm not quite sure why trained professionals are struggling to grasp that just because I know what - from years of research due to being desperate to figure out what the hell is wrong with me! - has contributed, I still need help to unpick and process and heal the events and effects. Psychiatrists would be out of a job if it were simple enough to do alone.
Now this part will be long but maybe someone has advice or it will be helpful to others, though probably in what to avoid more than anything else haha!
I have been begging for help for years as an adult and was with CAMHS from 6-16, not that I remember any of that. I've tried every medication the GP can offer and have always just been told to go to IAPT, who from my many many self referrals have seen me once for unrelated insect phobia treatment and will not take me on due to multiple childhood trauma and the complexity of my case. I have finally become stable on ADHD medication in the last year, which is about the only thing that is right in my life to be honest. Unfortunately, the underlying trauma related issues are now coming up in bucket loads. I read that this is quite common, that my brain has always been too busy trying to survive the ADHD to deal with any of the things that happened to me. I'm in theory now actually able to do practical things like a normal person, but my ability to cope with stress and process tiny changes and difficult situations has been massively diminished. Anxiety is not one of the mental health problems I've ever struggled with in the past at all. I've never been a worrier, never had stage fright or felt stressed in a crowd, never saw anything as too much or been in a situation where I didn't have some idea what to do. I was always the person who managed to stay calm and make a plan in a crisis... now I can barely pop to Aldi without having a panic attack.
At the beginning of this year my very concerned Mum dragged me to the GP who put in an urgent community mental health team assessment referral for longer term help. Wow. Finally! I had a meeting with my council wellbeing team, which I'd joined the waiting list for months prior, less than a week later who said they would've done the same secondary care referral and left with a plan to chase that referral up, as I should've been seen within a few days given the urgency, and to refer me for a few other services which I now know never happened. Around the same time I'd referred myself to the local gambling addiction service (yes I'm also on GAMSTOP, don't worry!) and bereavement services as I lost a parent when I was very young. I also have a brain injury I never got any psychological support for and reached out to a few charities. I never heard back from any of them, obviously I have chased them now but adding more tasks to a list when somebody is overwhelmed and needs help lightening that load isn't particularly a helpful process and I wasn't in a position to do this straight away. I explained our situation to my child's school and social care who did in-school and carer's assessments. All they could offer or suggest was an after school sports club, at the other side of our city at rush hour when he already has a club he enjoys in his routine that day (and joint pain/problems?) that I would have to get him to and pay for. To top it all off, somehow in the process of the wellbeing team chasing the GP's referral, without me knowing and without them ever contacting me again, they managed to get the initial referral cancelled. It would be laughable if I didn't desperately need the help!
As I was unaware the referral had been cancelled I was feeling worse but waiting thinking I might finally get the support I need. A few weeks later on my child's birthday a close relative died and I found out on social media. This triggered things related to losing the parent on said relative's side as a kid. I fell into crisis and I was put under my local home-based treatment team after breaking down at a routine GP appointment for another health issue. When they first came out to assess me I finally felt like I had the opportunity to get some help after years of reaching out, pushing through, doing everything right... I could not have been more wrong. They have done nothing but a check-box visit every week (ish) to essentially make sure I'm still alive. Wouldn't want their stats showing they failed, obviously! They've promised me referrals to just not do them with no explanation, said they'll look into something and then not passed any of it onto the rest of the team or put that part of our discussion in their notes, they've failed to do basic things THEY listed in the leaflet they gave me when they first visited such as providing a copy of my care plan, medication reviews and contacting my family for their input or make arrangements. They constantly make out like I'm not doing anything to improve my own situation and seem to think that once the current 'social stressors' in my life are fixed (a couple of ongoing housing issues, being a carer so unable to work currently, my child's health and education, temporary-ish financial issues due to my gambling problem) I'll be fine? I've done everything I can possibly think of to do at this point. They tell me to 'try'. What on Earth do they think I have been doing exactly... I don't know if I'm actually going insane or being gaslit! I've insisted I now have somebody with me for appointments as they started claiming they never said certain things, for example that they had done a referral to our local community enablement service for some practical help. I made this up entirely and they don't know how this would help me at all, apparently. A service I didn't even know existed until they recommended and gave me a leaflet about it? Of course it turned out they had not done one, and in the meantime the CET has closed their referrals due to demand. Once again, it's ALMOST laughable. What's been very difficult for me is that they cancel regularly at short notice, or are early or late and make me feel like it is my fault despite me putting everything in my calendar straight away and planning around those meetings. Almost every visit is a different person, I've only seen somebody I have met before on one or two occasions. I understand that the kind of service they are means things can happen - but they'll often tell me it's going to be a specific person then someone else turns up, and it was never going to be the person I was told was coming. The new person has never read any of my notes other than the initial assessment despite the team knowing I have a physical disability as well as my ADHD which that person actually does need to know about for the appointment to take place! This then creates a huge gap in understanding and I often use the majority of not all of the appointment repeating myself, wondering how many times I can say the same thing. I'm no different after listing my difficulties and traumas than when they arrived except I'm exhausted, certainly not better off. I'm well aware that I have serious trust issues, but especially in relation to medical personnel due to a recent medical injury and the longer term effects, mentally and physically, of that, and numerous incidents where I've 'slipped through the gaps' for lack of a better term. I sound paranoid. Maybe I am a bit now. Do I understand that there realistically isn't some huge vendetta against me that every service and staff member is in on and that mistakes happen, albeit very unfortunately happening to me more than the average? Yes of course. Do my nervous system and brain seem to understand this and have any semblance of cooling it on the hyper vigilance? Sadly not.
I've even had some members of the team that really seemed like they heard me and understood and were going to help, to once again be disappointed when the next person comes and says yeah, we will not be helping with that/don't agree you need it/it wasn't even mentioned. They are actually supposed to be discharging me today despite me being worse than when I was sent to their team and have declined to refer me to any further secondary mental health care despite every primary provider I have accessed saying that my issues are too complex for their service and I need deeper help. After being taken to A&E via ambulance last weekend when I was about to jump off a bridge, members of the the same home based treatment team - who I had not met before - attended instead of my hospital's crisis liaison and told me (and I directly quote) that I need to stop being so childish. I've now had a social services referral from the hospital - not particularly worried about that as I've recently spoken to them myself to ask for help and they've said as my son is very obviously cared for and thriving they can't offer any support - and nothing else.
My Mum is going with me to what is likely my final/discharge appointment today. I cannot express any other way to them that I need help and I'm so exhausted from trying to get them to understand. I will be asking for their records and complaints procedure of course as none of this has been appropriate. If I do kill myself there will be oohs and aahs and 'there were so many missed opportunities, we won't let this happen again' upon further investigation I'm sure. Unfortunately this does not help me now in the slightest. I am no further forward and there is no plan in place despite my Mum and siblings also attempting to advocate for me (just in case it is me getting it wrong) but I'm not sure if I am beyond help or they just can't be arsed. Or some other secret third reason. It's very hard to have trust in any service when you're left for months, told to do everything you cannot do yourself and constantly worn down.
I don't know what the solution is. I'm really sorry you're going through a tough time OP and I hope something is put in place that genuinely helps you 💐