Tuesday, February 25, 2025

Trauma, Dysfunction, and Identity - #repost

Trauma, Dysfunction, and Identity

Notes on mental health, part three

Written by Carl Lorenz Cervantes (originally published here)

I see this a lot on social media: influencers offer pseudo-diagnoses for serious conditions.  This is not new.  For years, clinical terms have been thrown around, mainly as insults, and sometimes as supposed personality quirks.  Wanting picture frames and chairs to be aligned to some internal measurement doesn't necessarily meant that one has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.  Suddenly changing one's decision doesn't necessarily mean that one is Bipolar.  When I was in grade school, the word "autistic" would be thrown around to hurt other children who are just unconventionally creative.  Today we see the word "trauma" in everyday conversation, particularly in reference to awkward social situations.  While it's great that people are being more open about difficult and potentially traumatic experiences, most experiences labeled as "trauma responses" are really just reasonable and very valid responses to stressful events.  The danger of self-diagnosis is, perhaps most obviously, unnecessary anxiety, but it can also delay appropriate interventions.  There is a normal spectrum os psychosocial experiences, which may range from pleasant to distressing; meanwhile, disorders require careful assessment from a trained professional, in order to identify proper treatment.

In our modern day watering down of the term, there is a danger in mislabeling or even imposing a trauma identity on relatively healthy or resilient people.  Experiencing a traumatic event doesn't necessarily have to meant that a person has trauma - or, when it turns into a personality trait, that they are a "traumatized person."  On an individual level, when we identify too much with our traumas and dysfunctions, then most likely we wouldn't actually want them to be solved or, at the very least, addressed - otherwise, we would lose an integral part of our identity.  But identity, however it's defined, is really just memory - that is, the memory of our interactions with the world around us.  It can be forgotten, even momentarily when we act in a way that's "out of character."  We call this nawala sa sarili, or lost from the self - implying, therefore, that the "self" is something we can wander away from.

We know who we are because identity is really just our agreement with our social and physical environment.  The implicit morality of "functional" and "dysfunctional" as "good" or "bad" depends heavily on our expectations of each other, which in turn shape our expectations of ourselves - this is what George Herbert Mead called the "generalized other."  In short, society is, itself, just a game with specific rules.  In Psychotherapy East & West, Alan Watts pointed out that our society is an agreement we make with each other, much like any other game with rules.  This applies even to - and perhaps especially to - conflict among people.  We can blame a clear enemy for our traumas, but this only strengthens our personal identity - by creating a "them," we are reinforcing the "us."  The world becomes kaniya-kaniya (to each their own), where individuals are too separate to ever find mutual ground.

We must therefore disrupt the con that we are separate from each other, from nature, or from history - we are more alike than we think.  Returning to a kapwa mentality (that is, other centred) can be a radical act, especially when many of those in power want us fragmented and isolated, so that we can be easier to control.  Well-being is not just embodied and individual; it's also a societal issue.

Just to be clear: I am not advocating that we should stop publicly discussing trauma or mental disorders, or that we should "gatekeeper" clinical terms to avoid misuse.  The scientific and academic fields already have too much jargon that life-changing frameworks and discoveries have become to inaccessible to the everyday person.  I think it's great that there is an increase in mental health awareness, even if it means that there will be misinformation.  These are all opportunities for education and dialogue.

What I hope you could take away from all this is that I think it's important to realize that traumas and dysfunctions don't just emerge from the individual.  We must consider community and connectedness to the world as part of a reasonable diagnosis of one's conditions.  Further, we shouldn't romanticize debilitating mental illnesses to the point of it simply being an everyday quirt of personality because that only encourages the existing systems that have made it so inconvenient in the first place.  We must be able to see that our personal problems are so often rooted in larger social issues.  Our ability to see that connection is what C. Wright Mills called "sociological imagination."  He said that many important public issues are often described in psychiatric terms, as a "pathetic attempt" to avoid addressing the most pressing problems of modern society.

In summary, we can of course start to recognize that there are many valid ways of existing in a society filled with oppression, violence, and status anxiety.  What we do about it will depend on how willing we are to work together and build more inclusive systems where our current mental health issues won't even exist as we know them today.

Jim: A Life with AIDS

 


I landed here in Tkaronto in the spring of 1995, having hopped onto a Japan Airline flight with a one-way ticket, along with my papa and two siblings.  We reunited with my mom who was already here working as a live-in caregiver.  Through the sacrifice of my parents, we found ourselves living together in a one-bedroom apartment on Eastdale Ave, in the East York neighbourhood of Toronto, crowded, but happy to be reunited.

It was difficult for me as a 14-year old teenager trying to integrate into a new culture.  My mom's employer gifted my brother a bike, which I used to ride around the Main and Danforth Street neighbourhood, exploring the different scenes.  I was also learning more about my own sexuality.  For this, the Toronto Public Library branches became both my refuge and source of knowledge.  I would spend hours and hours of my free time hanging out in the different branches that I could get to around the city.  The TPL especially became very important sites of resource when I first heard of the Holocaust.  But that's a topic for another post.

In learning about my queerness, and what it meant to be gay, I would search the TPL archives using keywords such as "gay" or "homosexual".  Through this, I read the biography of Boy George, The Front Runner by Warren, and a book called Jim: A Life With AIDS, written by the legend June Callwood (RIP), among other books that I could get my hands to and able to muster the courage to go up to the library clerk to borrow with my card.

Jim is the true story of a gay man living in Toronto who was, at the time, the longest living person with AIDS in Canada.  Jim, a pseudonym, was an actor, and grew up being a Jehovah's Witness.  The book not only told the story of his activism benefitting PWA's, it also told the story of his painful struggle in reconciling his sexuality with his faith.

To say that Jim affected me as a queer teenager is an understatement.  At 16 or 17 years old, I sobbed and cried as I read through the pages where he prayed to God to help him with his sexuality.  He couldn't understand how God could create him as a gay man.  It was hard for him to reconcile.  Jim's story had a profound effect on me.  I loved the book so much that, as a teenager, I stole a copy from TPL, and I still have that copy in my library to this day (sorry TPL!  I paid it back in donations, years after).

There is an AIDS memorial near the 519 where it lists the names of those who died of AIDS locally.  My ex's name, Martin Zabaleta's name is engraved in it.  However, I've always wondered if Jim's real name is there.  Since reading the book, I always had this idea of wanting to reach out to June, the author, to see if I can ask her more about Jim.  Sadly, June has since passed.  But I'd still like to reach out to her estate to see if they can tell me more about Jim.  It's certainly a good project idea to work on, in the future.

Reflections on imagination

 

Full post with book recommendations click here on @sim_bookstagrams_badly

On mental health

 
From @sikodiwa

Where We Meet

 Where We Meet

What a generous gift
Migration is
What a generous gift
Feminism is

What a generous gift
Anti-Zionism is
What a generous gift
Inclusivity is

What a generous gift
Sankofa Square is
What a generous gift
Decolonization is

What a generous gift
Pride is
What a generous gift
This space is

Between you and I
Where we meet

By v-neckwhiteshirt

Inspired by this post from @alokvmenon

Monday, February 24, 2025

Individual Problems are Societal Issues - #repost

Individual Problems are Societal Issues

Notes on mental health, part two

Written by Carl Lorenz Cervantes (originally published here)

Our standards of mental health are defined by sociocultural expectations.  "Dysfunction" necessarily implies an assumption with regard to what a "functional" member of society is supposed to be doing.  So, the limitations of a society's structures also define how we develop and define our identities.  The current system we have encourages a kaniya-kaniya (to each their own) mentality, which tells us that we can achieve whatever we want if we set out our minds to it...but failure is also totally our fault.  If we are able to succeed, we gain and maintain status, which gives us access to comfort and resources.  But if we can't keep up with the cycle of production and consumption, we are set aside.  We become "nobodies," and we sever the connections necessary to our survival.  The fear we have about losing our status is what Alain de Botton called "status anxiety."

One of the main causes of status anxiety is the assumption that we are all somehow "equal," or that we all start in the same place.  This of course doesn't take into consideration a host of other factors that influence one's "starting point," such as genetic predispositions, socioeconomic status, childhood upbringing, colonial history, etc.  Nevertheless, a person's lack of productivity in a production-focused society has become an individual problem: if it's not about one's supposed lack of discipline, then it's called a "mental illness," supposedly emerging from a mistake in one's biology, that the individual has a responsibility to seek help for.

Psychiatric medication is, of course an additional thing we would have to pay for, and, in most cases, all it does is treat the symptoms of our actual problem, simply allowing us to be functional members of society.  Many Filipinos can't even afford medication, much less an initial diagnostic consultation.  A lack of accessibility is one of the main barriers to seeking help - not only are mental health services expenses to the everyday Filipino, there are also so very few service providers, and too many of them are based in Metro Manila.  There are only around 2,000 licensed psychologists - and among them, less than 1,000 are actively practicing.

Again, what we consider to be mental illness depends on current systemic norms, so medicalizing these experiences is also heavily based on societal expectations.  Joanna Moncrieff said that:

The ideological consequences of reframing social problems as

individual pathology have also been highlighted, in the way this

process diverts attention from the structural inequality and injustice

that make life difficult for people in the first place.

Unfortunately, in our genuine concern for mental well-being, self-isolation has been so expertly packaged as "self-care" in the kaniya-kaniya society.  We are told that we don't owe anyone our time, effort, or understanding; that we have to prioritize our own sanity and peace of mind.  This mindset is influenced by a society that values competition over community.  In that world, we can't allow ourselves to be bothered by others; we must focus on improving ourselves and becoming the best (whatever this means).  This only alienates us from other people and prevents the possibility of pakikiisa (oneness), which could threaten the status quo.  And of course, self-isolation will work as a form of self-care if the expectations of our kaniya-kaniya society don't change.  Personal changes and psychiatric medication will remain the most ideal solutions if no adjustments are made on the systemic level-this doesn't mean offering more support in the form of manpower and funding; it also means an actual transformation of oppressive, exploitative, and alienating systems.  We are now called to move from a "kaniya-kaniya" mentality to a "tayo" (together) worldview.

Sunday, February 23, 2025

Defining "Dysfunction" - #repost

Defining "Dysfunction"

Notes on mental health and society, part on

Written by Carl Lorenz Cervantes (originally published here

A local representation of mental distress is Sisa, the madwoman in Jose Rizal's novel, who lost her children to the corrupt Spanish colonial officials.  To lose your sanity is to break your bait, a word that means both "goodness" and "reason."

Perhaps Heaven had granted some hours of sleep while the invisible wing of

an angel, brushing over her pallid countenance, might wipe out the sorrows

from her memory: perhaps such suffering was too great for weak human

endurance, and Providence had intervened with its sweet remedy,

forgetfulness.  However that may be, the next day Sisa wandered about

smiling, singing, and talking with all the creatures of wood and field.

- Rizal describing Sisa's descent into madness, from his novel, "Noli Me

Tangere"

The loss of Sisa's sanity didn't come out of nowhere.  If you've already read the book, consider everything that happened to her up to that point.  Today, an imbalance of power forces many Filipinos to be "resilient," to survive from one day to another.  Mental health is tied to societal issues, and as long as the Filipino has to rely on diskarte (strategies) and lusot (slipping through) in order to survive, then well-being is actually a luxury.

There is a lot of stigma surrounding mental health in the Philippines.  Among them, the fear of being called "baliw", or crazy.  We often emphasize the personal responsibility of an individual to take care of their mental health through faith and resilience.  Those suffering form mental conditions are often told that they simply lack prayer or mental discipline.  This invalidates their experience and discourages them to seek professional help - or, at the very least, peer support.  While it's true that spirituality can help a person cope with difficulties, and resilience is an important protective factor in developing a stable sense of well-being, we must still respond to others with empathy and use appropriate psychological interventions.  Sadly our limited perspectives ignore the fact that our standards of mental health are defined by sociocultural expectations.

Am I "Dysfunctional"?

Being considered "dysfunctional" in a society implies that there is a proper way of doing things - that is, how to be a "functional" member of that society.  If a society prioritizes "productivity," then the unproductive person is considered "dysfunctional."  If this is medicalized, then the goal of their health system would be to address the symptoms that are preventing the person from participating in society - not necessarily to "fix" the system, since "well-being" is defined by the system.  In a 2003 paper on how "madness" is defined, Case and Long point out that psychiatric diagnosis are based on a person's life experiences, which are linked to sociopolitical contexts - they are not purely and objectively scientific.  That is not to say that we should just give up on evidence-based solutions - all this says is that it is just as important to place all of that in context.

So, in the context of a society focused on production and consumption, our most modern definition of "mental illness" seems to be the inability to function in a productive society.  As Joanna Moncrieff aptly put it:

Disturbed and disruptive behaviour is not just a social nuisance,

however, it potentially affects the processes of production that form

the basis of modern societies.  The individual who is acutely

paranoid or severely depressed, for example, is unlikely to be able

to work, or at least to work efficiently, and family members, too, may

be prevented from working because of the disruption caused to their

lives.  Moreover, someone who is severely mentally disturbed may

frighten and upset those around them, preventing people from

feeling secure and motivated enough to satisfy the requirements of

labour, and potentially jeopardizing the whole system of modern

production.

Thus if you can't function, you can be diagnosed as "mentally ill."  If you don't align with socially acceptable standards of "being" (which is, essentially, the ability to produce and consume), you can also be diagnosed as "mentally ill."  There is stigma associated with dysfunction, as well as consequences for not being able to be "productive" in a society that treats being busy as a moral value.

Saturday, February 22, 2025

T-R-E-A-T-Y

The other day, I talked about my goal to taking on the ED role for the Filipino arts org that I currently volunteer for.  If I do become their ED, one of the projects that I'd like to eventually work on would be to bring Filipino and Indigenous artists together in an inter-cultural workshop or residency where they can work on their artistry together, with a goal of creating something that can be exhibited and/or showcased.  We can call it TREATY - Towards Reconciliation through Expression, Arts, and Transformative Young adults.  I chose this name because I believe that we, as settlers, have forgotten, and need reminding, that we are treaty peoples, along with Indigenous folks, on this land.  It's important for me to create spaces for these artists to collaborate.

The first time that I ever heard of the term treaty people was when it was used in a conversation thread in an online course that I was taking during my undergrad.  The term was used by an Indigenous classmate.  Upon reading the phrase in my laptop screen, I had a strong reaction to it.  I felt a steady and expansive weight suddenly resting on my shoulders.  Oh, I thought to myself, I am a treaty person?

Check out this resource from U of T's OISE to learn more about what it means to be a treaty person.

Wednesday, February 19, 2025

Sh*ts n giggles

 

From @mykeemae (IG)

James Baldwin

 

Palestinian children's lives matter

Volunteering

I currently volunteer for two Filipino non-profits as their bookkeeper.  One is an arts organization that creates artistic opportunities for Filipinx artists, and the other shares Filipino culture to the GTA through cultural dances.  I've increased my involvement with them in the past month.  This Sunday, the dance org will have their quarterly Board of Directors meeting where I will attend to present their financials in a casual, potluck kind of gathering.

There's an opportunity for me to apply for the Executive Director role at the arts org.  Our incumbent has moved on to new opportunities.  We are in need of an ED to help lead the Strat Plan implementation.  I would love to throw my name into the ring to see if I can convince the board to trust me with the role.

As an ED, I would not only implement the Strat Plan that we've all worked on in the past year.  I will also continue the hard work of the previous ED(s) by increasing the org's profile.  I can do that through several projects.  First, I would lead the org to collaborate more with other Filipino non-profits in the GTA.  I believe there is definitely an opportunity for us to co-create and be in a mutual-aid relationship with the other orgs.  Secondly, my goal would be to meet with critical stakeholders who would be able to connect us with potential funders and sponsors.  Thirdly, and certainly not the least, I would love to showcase the art of our individual Board of Directors and future staff members through the org's socials.

Last night, some of the directors and I at the arts org met with a potential Treasurer in a zoom call.  Alvin, a pseudonym for the potential Treasurer, is a really nice guy with amazing credentials.  At one point, during the call, Alvin mentioned that he likes to paint as a hobby when he's not working as an audit professional.  This piqued my interest so I urged him to show us some of his art in the future, if he's comfortable.

A long-term goal would be to follow the Toronto Aboriginal Social Services Council model of governance, where there would be an overarching organization that would facilitate coordination and collaboration between Filipino non-profits.  We can follow the TASSC-model by creating a group of Board of Directors for this org that only includes the EDs of its member non-profit orgs.  A working name for this org would be Kapisanan ng mga Pilipinong Walang-humpas sa Adhikain, or KAPWA.  It's derived from the word kapwa, a core value of Filipino identity that emphasizes a sense of shared humanity and belonging.

I'm Not That Girl (From Wicked The Soundtrack) by Cynthia Erivo

 

I'm Not That Girl

Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Every so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so

I'm not that girl

Food for thought

 

Stillness of Winter by Emily Kewageshig

 


Inspired by an Andrea Gibson poem

Broken

I intend to leave
This life
Shattered
Into
A thousand
Million pieces
Scattered
To the Four Directions

Sunday, February 9, 2025

The Wagon & The Road

 The Wagon & The Road

I'm on a road
To be crystal-clear
To feel at one
With what gives me joy

I'm on a road
To be crystal-clear
To feel light
Just like a feather

I'm on a road
To be crystal-clear
To honour my nanny
Who took care of me

Surrounded by love
I know I'm not alone
Deep breathes as I take steps
Recover, Reassemble, Remember

I feel no fear
Of falling off the wagon
Because I now remember
That all at once
I am the Wagon and the Road

By: Jose Cacho, Feb 9, 2020

Note: 

❤️

A couple of weeks ago, Manny and I were unpacking our observation that we, as humans, tend to project our imaginations on to other people.
I asked, "I wonder why?"
Then we had an insight.
Maybe it speaks to our loneliness.
We desperately want to connect, to be able to say, "You and I see the same world."
Unfortunately, in doing so, we impose. A heart that clings, ironically, makes no room for another.
A lot of the times, I think I just want to be understood. To be crystal-clear. But that requires patience, being open, and to enter a space in ❤️.
Cheers to you all Brave Hearts.