Healing from trauma, depression and antidepressants

The interview

Outrage, it’s my ally. It appeared this morning when listening to an interview with Professor Ian Hickie, Busting the Myths around Depression, produced by New Zealand’s most popular current affairs station, RNZ Saturday. I was keen to learn, but five minutes in I wanted to throw something across the room. His messaging around depression and antidepressants was simplistic and even dangerous. A reflection of rigid and outdated views still held by many in psychiatry. But preferring outrage to anger, I picked up my laptop to write. Writing and expression has been a big part of my recovery from trauma, long-term depression, and antidepressants.


The interview with Hickie (Psychiatrist and Co-Director Health and Policy at the Brain and Mind Centre, University of Sydney) was based around his new book, The Devil You Knew (published Oct, 2023).  He emphasised the role of genes in developing depression, and likened the melanoma that runs in his family to families with a history of depression. He advocated treating clinical depression with medication; just as we would for many other illnesses. Highlighting the benefits of taking antidepressants, he made no mention of potential risks.  In fact, he championed someone who has made the decision to stay on them for life.


He also downplayed the role of adverse life experiences and circumstances in developing mental illness. In Hickie’s words “we know what’s happening in the brain when someone has depression. But we don’t know what caused it”. He therefore discouraged people from doing an archaeological dig, i.e. rather to find out what works and to move on.


The research

Psychiatry’s interpretation of antidepressant research is that many more people are helped than harmed, and this is their focus.  This may well be true. I am in no doubt that antidepressants can work! But pushing them out into the world with rose coloured glasses is misleading.


Research on antidepressants is contradictory and complicated. Some say it clearly shows that they work, and risks are minimal. Others say it shows they don’t and that they come with significant risks. Concerns have also been raised about inflated estimates of efficiency due to flaws in study design, selective publishing, and other biases when it is funded by pharmaceutical companies. It didn’t take me long to find out that Hickie receives funding from the pharmaceutical industry, and I think it is important to point this out.


Hickie’s claim that we know what’s happening in a depressed brain is an exaggeration. A more accurate statement is that we are getting more insight. Studies show there may be a correlation with reduced volume, inflammation, and neurotransmitter imbalances. And while we know antidepressants affect neurotransmitters, there is much we don’t know about how exactly they work or what they do to the brain and body.


While Scientists would likely dismiss platforms such as Reddit and Quora as a source of research, they’re often the only place where stories about antidepressant use are told and heard.  Content on these platforms is promoted by algorithms based on community engagement and voting, not on sensationalism as is the case with the likes of Facebook.


In discussion threads many attribute antidepressants to saving their life or staying well.  Others provide a more nuanced answer. Some mention how long it took to land on the right drug combination before the real benefits kicked in, or that the benefits outweigh the harm.


There’s also discussion about side effects, that in some cases are so serious that they cause long-term damage, or even irrecoverable harm.  And threads about debilitating withdrawal symptoms that Psychiatry often attributes to the person having a relapse. There is also mention of Breakthrough depression that can happen after long-term use.


As well as downplaying the risks associated with antidepressants, Hickie also downplays the role of adverse life experiences in the development of mental illness. This is despite consensus in research about the strong link. For example, studies show that childhood trauma can cause significant neurological impacts which are correlated with long-term depression. How someone who works in the mental health field can minimise the importance of circumstance, such as living with poverty or violence, or having a stressful or unrewarding job, is baffling to me.


My experience with medication

Around four years ago, I experienced a number of major stressors stacked up like toppling dominoes. Desperate to find a way to keep functioning, going to the doctor for medication was the only option I thought I had. I was wary as we discussed various meds and landed on one called Sertraline.


They say it’s normal to experience initial side effects when starting an antidepressant but mine intensified. I became increasingly wired and disassociated. The problems I’d had with an overstimulated brain and insomnia over the years got worse. And the Restless Legs that sometimes turned up when I tried to sleep was now there every night. I also had a brief psychotic episode – something I hadn’t experienced since the post-partum psychosis over 20 years ago. A month or so into taking the antidepressant, I was left incapacitated and unable to work.


I also had adverse reactions to medication during the post-partum psychosis. I have mixed feelings about this as the system and medication that helped me through a very difficult time, also caused me harm.  And to be fair, trying to help someone who is presenting with psychosis as I was, is never going to be easy.


While I assume the pills prescribed to me in hospital were sedative and antipsychotic (not antidepressants), I tell this first story to demonstrate psychiatry’s seeming acceptance of side effects (sometimes severe) as part of the course.


In the early stages of being admitted, soon after taking my evening meds, I became catatonic. Frozen with my hands pointing upwards as if ready to catch a ball, I was unable to move or speak for I don’t know how long. My next memory is waking in the morning with a rash covering my feet. Unable to get any answers, I went down a path of being increasingly distrustful and agitated. During the remainder of my stay, I cycled through a range of other distressing states, likely caused by a combination of the drugs and my psychosis, before eventually finding more balance.


After three months in hospital, I returned home with a prescription of Aropax (an SSRI antidepressant) as depression after Postpartum Psychosis is common. On taking it I became so confused that I couldn’t work out how to turn on the TV or tell the time. Scary stuff, given I had just spent months unsure if I’d ever experience any degree of sanity again.


Next came extreme agitation when my psychiatrist took me off it and put me on Dopress (a TCA antidepressant) that I eventually did much better on. He never told me that quickly coming off medication (rather than the recommended slow tapering) can cause withdrawal symptoms. The man on the Crisis Team did, after I called him numerous times in distress.  


I was then put under the care of the maternal mental health team.  During regular check-ins about my wellbeing and medication dosage, my psychiatrist and support worker made me feel safe, respected and listened to. After about a year when I felt well and strong enough, I was able to slowly taper off the Dopress. 


To me this is an example of how psychiatry and medication can work. I’m a believer in the healing power of a trusting and respectful therapeutic relationship. When antidepressants are used, this is ideally alongside lifestyle changes and good support. And with the aim of eventually coming off them.


New beginnings and learnings

Thinking about that moment four years ago when I went to the doctor; whether I could have made a different choice, in all honesty I’m not sure I could have. I’d spent my life trying to overcome the impacts of my childhood.  Yet when faced with those stressors I didn’t feel I had the reserves to cope. I believed I had exhausted all my options.


I first sought help from a psychologist for debilitating anxiety and insomnia in my early twenties. But after two sessions that included long moments of silence and deep burning shame I never returned. Looking back, I realise the psychologist was lacking in relationship-building skills and perhaps how difficult it can be to verbalise memories of events that caused trauma. I know that now but at the time I internalised it as something wrong with me.


Instead of finding someone else, I worked hard on myself using many methods, such as building confidence and skills, meditation, self-help books and workshops, etc. I also had someone come into my life at a very low point who stood by me and helped me through many challenges.


It wasn’t until I had turned 50, when struggling with the relationship with my mother, that I sought help from a phycologist once again. Very different to my first experience, having someone profession and caring listen and validate how I felt very healing for me. Over the year that we worked together my PTSD symptoms eased and I increasingly felt less weighed down.


However, I was still operating at the level of what you might call high functioning. I’d resigned myself to living with an edginess as I didn’t know how to change it, or even that I could. I realise now that over the years I had mostly focussed on overcoming the psychological impacts of trauma.


There was a whole realm of body healing that I had yet to discover. While the notion that we need to heal our bodies wasn’t new to me, it was something I had intellectualized but not fully embodied or understood. I had done some work; healthy eating, exercise, the odd yoga class, etc. but I hadn’t done enough. As I write this now, it seems so obvious. Living with a dysregulated nervous system which often made me feel tired, rushed, irritable, etc.  It also made me feel depressed and anxious.  


While there’s nothing like calamity to encourage you to change your course of direction and to learn new things, it shouldn’t have to be that way. 


My healing

After the medication left me incapacitated, there I was, sitting in front of a therapist once again, feeling depleted and like I had completely failed. I couldn’t see it at the time, but with good support and my hard work, within two years I would gain a sense of wellbeing beyond what I have ever known. I no longer get restless legs and sleep better than I have since childhood. My mood is lighter. To keep it that way, I still live a quiet life, with plenty of rest and self-care.


I learnt about the science. How unresolved trauma changes our bodies, including our brain. It’s not a weakness or flaw, rather a natural response to events, not unlike an injury. It happens to all nervous systems (brain, spinal cord, and nerves) that have experienced trauma yet haven’t had the right conditions to heal.


I also learnt about self-regulation. People who enjoy lots of social interaction and activity often have a well-developed ability to self-regulate. In other words, calm themselves after stimulation. Trauma survivors often don’t and we need to grow our window of tolerance for emotional arousal. It’s often not that we don’t enjoy social interaction, it’s that we don’t have the energy. We also need to grow our window of tolerance for relaxation. We became hypervigilant for good reason and we’re not suddenly going to feel safe about dropping our means of protection.


It was an OMG moment when I learnt my breathing was shallower and faster than deemed normal. I knew about breathing techniques to use when anxious, but I had to completely relearn how to breathe. I doubt this is covered in the many years of training for medical specialists. Even though it’s so vital for wellbeing. I now incorporate time for focused breathing into my daily routine and pay attention to it throughout the day.


There are many forms of bodywork, and I chose yoga as another daily practice. I came to learn that my body needed lots of yin input (slow and calm). At first this felt arduous as I had always had trouble being still and preferred high energy exercise. I’ve now come to enjoy the sense of rest and vitality that this slow form of movement brings.


I made other lifestyle changes, including paying closer attention to a healthy diet, and moving to live close to nature. Our nervous systems will do best if we have a peaceful environment. Exposure to constant toxic stress, for example from unhealthy relationships or toxic workplaces aren’t conducive to healing. Or for that matter, good for anyone. I also gradually increased my levels of activity, positive social engagement and hours of work.


Mental distress often stems from unsafe and unstable relationships. And for me, like many others, receiving warmth and kindness in therapeutic and other relationships has been vital for my recovery. Good support from specialists who have experience in trauma and body work have been a crucial part of this.


Two books stand out in terms of helping me on my journey to wellness. In Unbroken: The Trauma Response is Never Wrong, MaryCatherine McDonald discusses how we will more likely develop lasting trauma if we have an an unbearable emotional experience(s) that lacks a relational home. In other words having someone you can reach out to at the time (a friend, family member, therapist) to support us as we work through things. She also brings in research on the impact on the body and psychology and on ways to heal.


In his book Cured: Strengthen Your Immune System and Heal Your Life, Jeffrey Rediger discusses his research on people who have recovered after receiving a terminal diagnosis. He sets out guiding principles associated with healing. Amongst other things, his book left me with more hope and determination to stick to my practices, even during periods when I doubted if I was getting better.


Final thoughts

Higgie would likely interpret my family history as proof of the strong link between genes and mental illness as my grandfather spent years in psychiatric hospitals. His views reflect the biomedical model that frames mental illness as a medical problem best treated with medication or other forms of medical intervention. However, this simplistic view minimises the role of life experience.


My recovery journey was never going to be easy or straightforward given my childhood and how deeply it affected me. But it didn’t have to be the way it was; difficult, convoluted and long. My hope is that mainstream views catch up with the science. We now know that a holistic approach, including making lifestyle changes and healing the body, is often the best way to overcome depression and/or heal from trauma. Thankfully, I’ve never fully bought into the biomedical model. If I had of, I wouldn’t have kept working on my recovery, or believed it was even possible.





Social media – a place of connection?

I like talking to strangers. I get a buzz from the connection you can feel from a quick conversation, sometimes just a hello. They’ve even got a name for it – micro-moments of connection. And research says these moments can change your brain in positive ways. It’s also interesting to me to find out what makes people tick. Especially those who are different to me in some way.


Though I’m far more open about who I connect with in the real world than I am online. That’s because I have less control and it’s not as easy to walk away. Like I did the time I saw two people standing in front of a sign that read “The Good Person Test” and my curiosity got the better of me. After introductions they asked if I thought I was a good person.

Two people standing in front Good Person Test sign

 “Yeah, I think I’m pretty good.”

“Have you ever stolen?”

“Umm, not since I was a child.”

“But that’s still stealing, and do you know what a person who steals is called?”

“A thief?”


That’s how our short conversation continued. With me trying to hold on to the notion that I was good and them telling me I wasn’t.  Realising the conversation wasn’t going anywhere, I cut it short by asking them to give me a break and walking away.


It’s the certainty and black and whiteness that I find off-putting.  People like that have rigid ideas about ‘truth’. And they don’t change their beliefs or course of action based on feedback or new knowledge. Nor do they listen.  And when someone like that has power, it can be a dangerous combination.


I put Mark Zuckerburg in that camp. So too are the heads of other social media companies, such as Elon Musk, who have a religious like fervor about the way they do things. They say they stand for openness, free speech, and debate, yet these ideals don’t apply to them as they aren’t exactly open to ideas different to their own or to feedback.


I remember my excitement when I forayed into social media a little over 20 years ago after joining Old Friends New Zealand, and re-connecting with school mates I hadn’t seen for years. Though my enthusiasm was soon dampened when I connected with someone who turned out to be a stalker.


Then I joined the next big thing, Facebook. That was wonderous and mysterious too. How novel it was to get a post showing what your ‘friend’, who now lives on the other side of the world, was eating for dinner. But as it grew, it morphed into a place I felt increasingly uncomfortable in. 


When the Newsfeed appeared in 2006, I started being served things I couldn’t work out why they were put there. I don’t like things I don’t understand or have control of.  Other features soon appeared, including the Like button (social validation). Next came emoticons that initially included an angry face (disapproval, eek). Then people started connecting with anyone and everyone. At one stage, as a way to entice me to engage, they allowed people to poke me and write on my wall! I didn’t like those features either. Maybe because I’ve been poked and prodded enough in my life and sometimes just prefer to be left alone.


Tech gurus, like Mark Zuckerberg (who studied psychology), think they know their stuff about the human psyche. They know about the dopamine hits we get from a like or a positive comment – similar to how we feel after a micro-moment of connection. They know that serving us enticing content will encourage us to click more and stay longer.


Sometimes they get it wrong. As was the case when our every action on Facebook (friending people, updating our profile, etc.) was suddenly broadcast to our friends and it was adrenaline, not dopamine, that our brains got a hit of. There was a lot of push back and it didn’t take long for those changes to be reversed.

Woman holding Voices For Freedom sign

That all seems innocuous. I mean what harm is there in being a lab rat. Quite a bit as it turns out. As social media companies increasingly promoted emotive and controversial content (often a more enticing offer than what is true, i.e., boring), things started happening in the real world that were both true and not boring at all. For example, New Zealand had its own version of the January 2021 US Capitol attack, when its Parliament was occupied in March 2022.


These were high profile events that I was aware of.  But on reading Max Fischer’s book, The Chaos Machine: The Inside Story of how social media rewired our minds and our world, I learnt that Facebook has an even worse track record in non-English speaking nations.


For example, Facebook enabled the spread of misinformation during the 2015-2016 Zika virus epidemic, which saw many ignore health warnings about its link to severe birth defects. It hosted a Burmese military-led page that fueled the 2018 Rohingya genocide which resulted in over 25,000 deaths. It allowed President Bolsonaro to use social media in a Trump like manner during his 2019 -2022 reign. Amongst other things, he downplayed the Covid-19 pandemic, which resulted in Brazil becoming one of the worst impacted countries in the world.


Just as disturbing as the events themselves is the lack of accountability and even interest in curbing harm. Facebook and many other social media companies don’t have the capability to effectively moderate content in other languages. Not only is this difficult and complicated to do; they don’t seem to care.


Some combination of ideology, greed, and the technological opacity of complex machine-learning blinds executives from seeing their creations in their entirety. The machines are, in the ways that matter, essentially ungoverned.

The Chaos Machine

Social media companies have a legacy of not telling us what they’re up to. We have found out through whistle-blowers and independent researchers who make it their business to know. Despite calls from the UN, world leaders, researchers, and even their own staff to make reforms, they often only do so once backed into a corner.  For example, after years of ignoring calls to ban Trump, Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter (now X) only did so after public outrage about his use of social media to incite the Capitol Hill attacks.  


This event caused a shake-up of the social media landscape.  With the banning of Trump, and other controversial figures, they, and their followers migrated to “alternative” platforms such as Parler, Gab and Trump’s very own Truth Social. The likes of far-right extremist Tommy Robinson, who had been banned in 2019, was able to make a comeback as these platforms gained popularity.  


The Capitol Hill attacks also generated greater public debate and awareness about the algorithms that Facebook, and other social media companies use to feed us emotive content. And many countries started working on laws, such as the EU’s Digital Services Act 2022, to curb the promotion of illegal content, and disinformation.  


With Trump and Robinson[1] back on mainstream sites as of 2023, so too are their followers, many of whom now live in a dual world.  They use alternative platforms to seek and share information without restriction. Once misinformation or hate speech becomes group think with emotional charge, it’s then taken to mainstream sites. The superspreaders, such of Trump and Robinson, stir up trouble on alternative platforms, then often sit back and let others do their dirty work.


Two teenagers with a basketball

This happened with the far-right riots that spread across the UK. Incorrect claims that the attacker who killed three girls at a Taylor Swift concert (in July 2024) was a Muslim Asylum Seeker were shared on alternative platforms. Facebook and X were then used for a call to action. In this case Robinson also posted to X, using more moderate language than he had been using in the background, to incite violence.


When social media companies are headed by entrepreneurs who are profit driven and who have black and white ideology, their platforms will continue to create social division, despite any attempts to regulate them. And now with the advancement of AI, the line between reality and fantasy will increasingly blur. As people grapple to work out what is true, social media will progressively become a place of frustration. This may eventually lead to its downfall as a source of information and news.


Many people now only use mainstream social media for what it does best – helping them to stay connected with family and friends. Me, I voted with my feet and have walked away from the likes of Facebook. This wasn’t difficult as it was never a place I felt comfortable in.


[1] Tony Robinson has been permanently banned on Facebook but has been allowed back on Twitter (now X)

The madness of the biomedical model

Even though I have read the admittance notes below many times, it still feels surreal to know they are about my grandfather. His file was released around five years ago, after my brother was diagnosed with cancer and his partner commissioned research to know more about our medical history. Prior to this, other than knowing he died in a psychiatric hospital, I knew little else about his life.


Henry had just turned 32 when remanded to Sunnyside and remained in various institutions until his death at Cherry Farm in 1964, aged 65. His crime, according to his notes, attacking his fellow workers with a shovel. His diagnosis; dementia praecox (now called schizophrenia).


Admittance notes: Sunnyside Lunatic Asylum 24 July 1931


This remand patient instantly creates a disquieting unfavourable impression. Cooperation is poor and he obviously controls himself with difficulty owing to a scarcely concealed hostility. Questions receive sullen evasive answers and if the answer is considered distasteful he side steps into a thinly veiled criticism of the examiner.


His memory and orientation seem very fair.  His ideations are obviously of a limited disordered nature. The presence of hallucinations is debatable.  But it is in the volitional sphere that we meet with grave disorderment.


There is one dog reiteration that fills up any hiatus in conversation “I have been knocked about”. He explains that he attacked his fellow workers with a shovel because “They were singing off at me“. He does not express contrition as one would expect a normal man to do but grumbles about injuries he received while being restrained at Hagley Park.


Three hours after admission under the pretense of requiring a drink he savagely assaulted two attendants. He smashed the door of the room with his bedstead receiving numerous abrasions to himself in the process.  One attendant received minor injuries necessitating him going off duty but it is fortunate the assault was not attended by more serious results considering the murderous weapon he employed.


Ones general impression is unfavourable. Satisfactory bodily health.


Conclusion

Appears to be a Dementia Praecox with unsatisfactory paranoidal and dementing features.



These notes leave me with such a strong impression. Not just about how agitated and unwell my grandfather was, but also of the examiner. Rather than seeing Henry as someone needing help, his language exudes a position of moral high-ground.


The remainder of Henry’s file continues in this vein. Filled with entries using derogatory language describing him, it gives little away in terms of any treatment he may have received. The only way to get a sense of what his life was like during his 33 years in hospital, is to place his notes within the context of psychiatric care during that time.


My grandfather was hospitalised during the period when psychiatry began to embrace the biomedical model. A model that believes mental illness has a physical cause, such as brain disease, which is best treated with medical intervention. It was when psychiatry became zealot-like in its pursuit of cures and experimented with new treatments, such as ECT, lobotomy and Insulin Coma therapy. 


Grandfather Henry
Picture of my grandfather Henry taken sometime before his hospitalisation

When Sunnyside first opened in 1863, the philosophy for patient care was known as ‘moral management’. The Superintendents (now called psychiatrists) believed mental illness was caused by life’s pressures and could afflict anyone under sufficient duress. To create an environment conducive to healing, asylums were often grand buildings with attractive outlooks that provided opportunities for rest, activities and engaging with others. The Superintendents endeavoured to treat their patients with kindness and compassion.


By the time my grandfather was admitted in 1931, things had changed a lot. Casualties from World War I had contributed to a growing problem of overcrowding. Earlier idealism began to dampen as psychiatrists failed to make clear inroads in curing the afflicted. Asylums became places to keep people out of mind and sight.


Consequently, psychiatry began to frame mental illness and patients in a different light. There was a shift away from believing madness could afflict anybody to it being rooted in a person’s biology, e.g. their brain or genetics. Psychiatrists concluded that the soldier’s traumatised by war, must have had some form of weakness before conscription. They believed such biological weaknesses were hereditable and largely passed down amongst an inferior class of people.


In fact, stigma and discrimination towards people with mental illness experienced a peak in the mid-1900s. The language used to describe Henry is harsh and they never call him by name. This is obviously how notes were written at the time. Excerpts from his notes follow.


Degenerate, a very demented man, self-absorbed, mentally enfeebled, irresponsible, suspicious, unfit to be in the outside world, very faulty and has a greedy appetite, solitary and unreliable, continues to be unsatisfactory, persecutory and grandiose ideas, childish and cunning, a highly dangerous type, faulty and untidy, poor cooperative powers, recently refused food for a week and seemed vague as to the reasons.

Such views only added to the shame often felt by those affected by mental illness. My father, who was born about a year before Henry was admitted, grew up believing his father was dead. In a letter sent to my grandmother Leila in 1933, Henry makes repeated requests for her not to visit and to take Robert (my father) somewhere far away. He obviously didn’t think the asylum was a place for visitors.


Dear Leila


I think of you. You are a dear and deserve happiness. Isolation all day. For Gods sake don’t come here. (Don’t come up here). Don’t take any notice of mother. She is a demon. You are not to come here. Robert can stay with you if you go east. Take a train to Lyttleton and go on board a shaw Saville boat. You know an English boat when you see one. Robert is to be taken on a white star or shaw savill boat. When you get to England arrange for a boat to go to Japan. He is to be educated up to Form Two. You are to quickly study the maps and mileage from here to England. Etc.


Love from Henry

In keeping with the biomedical model, my grandfather’s notes focus on how he presents, both physically and mentally, and do not delve into his past or any circumstances that may have led to him becoming unwell. One exception is the mention of a head injury, that could have contributed to his poor mental health yet is seemingly glanced over.


statement from relatives reveal he suffered severe concussion eight years ago
scar left side of head about 2 inches above ear

Apart from a note that he was “tethered” and one mention of medication, there are no notes about any procedures or treatment that Henry may have undergone. However, it is no more a leap in logic to assume he would have undergone procedures fashionable at the time to assume someone admitted to a psychiatric hospital today would be medicated.  


During the time he was hospitalised, treatments used in New Zealand include insulin coma (ICT), deep sleep and electroconvulsive (ECT) therapies, leucotomy (a type of lobotomy), and from the mid-1950s, psychotropic drugs. 


Dr Robert M. Kaplan portrays these treatments as trial and discoveries in his lecture series to the Royal Australia New Zealand College of Psychiatrists (RANZCP). Rather than given an honest account of the harm caused during this period Kaplan, who is the RANZCP Chair of the Binational Section Philosophy and the Humanities in Psychiatry, engages in an upbeat white washing of psychiatric history.


More has come to light about these therapies through independent research and accounts from former patients and hospital workers.  The Abuse in Care – Royal Commission of Inquiry1 gathered testimonies from patients admitted to psychiatric institutions around the country. It includes stories from Sunnyside, Ngawhatu and Cherry Farm, the hospitals my grandfather stayed in.


Insulin coma therapy (ICT) put patients in a semi-comatosed state that led to convulsions, which were deemed beneficial by Superintendents. This was despite leaving them with nausea, confusion and irritability, and some with permanent brain damage. And occasionally a patient died. Its popularity waned in the 1950s due to concerns about its effectiveness and safety. Research published in 1957 revealed ICT was based on false science and claims about recovery rates were inflated. 


Electroconvulsive therapy was used regardless of diagnoses, even though it is now deemed effective only for depression. It was also sometimes used as a form of punishment or to subdue. A nurse who trained at Ngawhatu in the 1950s when my grandfather was there, tells of how “she held down patients while they were shocked, 12 or more times each day. Afterwards, the patients, some of them with burns on their temples, were like cabbages.”.3 


Though the inventor of the lobotomy (Egas Moniz) won the 1949 Nobel prize for medicine, it’s a procedure that psychiatry might rather forget. An investigative journalist uncovered that 65 of these procedures were carried out in New Zealand between 1944 and 1950.  “Patients were prepared using electroconvulsive therapy, or ECT – electric shocks rendering the patients unconscious. But behind all this “success” were complications, suggesting the study was downplaying the damage caused. On average, patients spent more than six months in hospital after leucotomies.” 4


The majority of patients selected for this treatment were inpatients from publicly run psychiatric institutions with chronic and severe conditions, such as schizophrenia. My grandfather met both those criteria.


The one mention of medication, “continues to take his Stelatine”, is in a letter addressed to the Superintendent from a medical doctor who examined Henry shortly before his death. The letter also includes reference to a “significant abnormality ….a right sided Horner’s syndrome”. This condition affects the face and eye on one side. It can be caused by the disruption of a nerve pathway from the brain to the head and neck. I can only speculate about what caused this condition as it was never mentioned earlier in his notes. The doctor also states he was unable to get information from the patient due to his reduction in mental capacity.


My grandfather died on the 5th of October 1964. The last entry about him reads like a summary of his time in institutions (even a eulogy). Yet is dated before his death.


A demented schizophrenic. Used to be aggressive but now well controlled. Can respond to instructions but does not converse.


***


The final part of my grandfather’s file contains his Death Certificate, followed by a note stating they were unable to contact any relatives as no-one had visited him in years. They must have tracked my grandmother down though, as there is a letter dated two months after his death notifying her. Around this time my father received a phone call from a distant relative who told him his father had just died. This would have been a huge shock for him as he grew up believing he was dead.


Some two months later my grandmother received a second letter.


Dear Madam


The following effects belonging to your late husband are enclosed:


Safety razor
Blade
Strop
Blade razor
Pocket Diary
Kindly acknowledge receipt of these articles on the duplicate copy of this letter and return same to this office as soon as possible.


Yours faithfully
P. Elliot
For Medical Superintendent (Cherry Farm)


***


Things are way better now. I mean, if I ask myself would I rather be hospitalized today or back then, my answer would be a resounding now! But history leaves a legacy and my grandfather’s story helps illustrate how the biomedical model, that now sees psychiatry use medication as its treatment of choice, can dampen hope and cause harm.


My grandfather needed to be hospitalised as he was very unwell and also violent. And while he may have fared better today with the advances in drugs in terms of being able to help stabilize and manage his symptoms, the biological approach remains ignorant to the complex causes of mental illness. It largely ignores stresses from the likes of intergenerational trauma and other forms of social disadvantage. It dehumanizes those who need help and invalidates their suffering. If psychiatry had viewed those people hospitalised in the 1900s as fully human, then I doubt they would have been able to carry out such callous treatments.


The biomedical model that treats mental illness as a disease, also tends to overlook the possibility of recovery. I often read statements such as, there is no cure but you can go on to lead a meaningful life, or there is no cure but you can go on to become symptom free.  Surely both those statements equate to recovery. Research shows that many people go on to recover from serious mental illness and those who do tend to have good support systems and address all aspects of their wellbeing.5


In terms of my grandfather, all my family is left with is knowledge of a very sad life in institutions and hope that we continue to learn from the past. This is so that future generations receive more informed and compassionate mental health care.


[1] https://www.abuseincare.org.nz/investigations-and-hearings/abuse-in-state-psychiatric-care/abuse-in-state-psychiatric-care/

[2] Brian Ackner, M.A., M.D. Camb., M.R.C.P., D.P.M., Arthur Harris, M.A., M.D. Manc., D.P.M., A.J. Oldham, M.D. Lond., D.P.Mm, Insulin Treatment of Schizophrenia a controlled study, March 23, 1957

[3] https://www.newsroom.co.nz/our-terrifying-treatment-of-mental-illness

[4] https://www.newsroom.co.nz/our-terrifying-treatment-of-mental-illness

[5] https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S0920996422004248

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