Opinions: Do we believe the NHS is capable of helping autistic people with mental health problems?

I’m autistic, and I’ve been dealing with depression and social anxiety for over a decade, now. My family has been battling the NHS to get the little support I have now. I am wondering how other autistic people are finding the NHS.

My first issue is that there are no autistic professionals accessible to me, which means I’m having to try and educate every professional I encounter on autism. I’ve been struggling to properly understand what autism is, myself, so I haven’t been doing great. I’m thankful to have an Adult Autism Intensive Support Team that operates in my area, because they have now taken up the role of educating NHS professionals on autism, but that means I’m now having to hope these other human beings internalise what is said to them, view me as equal, and treat my problems as equally as serious as a non-autistic person’s problems, which has happened rarely so far, it feels.

My second issue is the interactions with the professionals who do not care that I am autistic. Having a psychiatric doctor laugh when I told him I was autistic, asking me if it was something I had read on the internet. Having an occupational therapist try asking me to separate myself from my autism. Medication being the solution, for the time being, while I waste years of my life terrified of the world around me. I wonder what else there is that I’ve forgotten to mention. I should document the things that make me feel miserable.

If I were a caged animal, I’d have somebody in my corner. Somebody would scream “This is neglect!” Unfortunately, I’m an autistic human, so I don’t really have that. I have a team of NHS employees in my corner, who aren’t willing to bite the hand that feeds them, verbally, of course. Who would be willing to criticise the one that pays them, that gives them what they need to make it to the next day? I’m trapped, because they’re trapped. I’m losing hope. I have no faith in the NHS, or in British society to force our political leaders, those whose jobs it is to serve the people of our nation, to come to the aid of any autistic person.

In short: I have no faith in the NHS’ ability to help autistic people. How about you?

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  • They don't have a clue about autism. 

    I don't want to be put on pills because the cause of my depression is that society does not understand autism, does not accommodate and is not designed by nor for neurodiverse individuals. 

  • So why don't we form a working comittee and design our own paradise?

    With any accomplishment first you need to frame your intent and start to build a pathway to success...

    I worked briefly in an "autists paradise" at one time, where I only needed 3 days off in 8 months, but I didn't know at the time I had Autism or ADD. So I know it's possible to get close to an autists paradise.

    I liked 1. being paid enough so that I could get there in good order and do the job. 2. I liked being left alone to work unmolested for a while after I got in so as I could get "myself going" 3. then I liked to work pretty furiously until lunchtime. 4. We ate like kings, in as much as me and my boss (who was about 18 years younger than me!) woudl go to tesco's deli (quite good in Aylesbury, let me tell you) and retrun with a load of nice stuff for anyone else who wanted to partake to share with us. rolls and cheese and pickles & salad etc. 5. On demand free coffee. (I started my days some days with two double espressos in the same cup I called it the "super speedy head raper")  Everyone was polite and althoug a little back-bitey as workpaces often are, the real trouble stirring types were quickly identified and suitably "contained". After the takeover they were all promoted of course.  

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  • So why don't we form a working comittee and design our own paradise?

    With any accomplishment first you need to frame your intent and start to build a pathway to success...

    I worked briefly in an "autists paradise" at one time, where I only needed 3 days off in 8 months, but I didn't know at the time I had Autism or ADD. So I know it's possible to get close to an autists paradise.

    I liked 1. being paid enough so that I could get there in good order and do the job. 2. I liked being left alone to work unmolested for a while after I got in so as I could get "myself going" 3. then I liked to work pretty furiously until lunchtime. 4. We ate like kings, in as much as me and my boss (who was about 18 years younger than me!) woudl go to tesco's deli (quite good in Aylesbury, let me tell you) and retrun with a load of nice stuff for anyone else who wanted to partake to share with us. rolls and cheese and pickles & salad etc. 5. On demand free coffee. (I started my days some days with two double espressos in the same cup I called it the "super speedy head raper")  Everyone was polite and althoug a little back-bitey as workpaces often are, the real trouble stirring types were quickly identified and suitably "contained". After the takeover they were all promoted of course.  

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