It’s been 8 weeks since I joined a mental health project in Peckham, South London, offering frontline services to people in the community.
The bad news is unrelenting. If what’s happening to the mentally ill and poor in this borough is a microcosm of the whole country, well, I don’t even want to think about it. My own mental health sometimes wavers at the unbearably sad, depressing stories that we deal with on a daily basis.
Government is removing nearly all its support for these people, and charities under cuts can’t do as much as before.
Who will help them?