Behavioral Health Response:
314-469-6644 or 1-800-811-4760
Life Crisis Services:
Anywhere in the country, call:
1-800-273-TALK (8255) National Suicide Prevention Lifeline
Making the Most of Support Groups
1. to bear or hold up (a load, mass, structure, part, etc.); serve as a foundation for
2. to sustain or withstand (weight, pressure, strain, etc.) without giving way; serve as a prop for
3. to undergo or endure, especially with patience or submission; tolerate
4. to sustain (a person, the mind, spirits, courage, etc.) under trial or affliction: They supported him throughout his ordeal.
5. to maintain (a person, family, establishment, institution, etc.) by supplying with things necessary to existence; provide for: to support a family
It is a human condition to want to connect with like-minded individuals. A support group allows you to share openly with others whose experiences may be similar and who can validate or relate to what you are going through. Additionally, the other individuals may be able to offer insight, understanding and a “sounding board” for frustrations.
The Power of Film
In a scene familiar to many movie lovers, Melvin appears at Carol’s Brooklyn apartment in the middle of the night. He is a writer trying to escape his isolated existence and struggling mightily with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. His visit is another attempt to woo Carol, a waitress who has seen him at his worst and is skeptical about the possibility of a romantic relationship between them.
Melvin: It feels a little confined here. Let's take a walk.
Carol: See… it's four in the morning. A walk sounds a little screwy to me, if you don't mind.
Melvin: If you need an excuse, there's a bakery on the corner. There's a shot it'll open soon. That way we're not screwy—we’re just two people who like warm rolls.
Carol: [facial expression softens] Okay.
Too Many Walls; Not Enough BRIDGES
Sir Isaac Newton wrote, “We build too many walls and not enough bridges.” And I see too many walls as I travel: the graffiti-spattered, tumbledown rubble of industrial graveyards; the whitewashed stretches of sanitary sepulchers; the peach concrete of fleur-de-lis flyovers. And I see, in my mind’s eye, as I listen, too many walls within my peers: “I am my illness”; “I am not capable;” “I am nothing”. Yes, walls protect and defend, but they obscure and isolate. They filch light and rob air. They are not free, nor do they promote freedom.
A History of Caring: Honoring Police Officers Who Show Compassion in the Midst of Crisis
Compassion is something deep inside. An act of the heart and not of the mind. A way of being open to another person. Every year, we honor officers in the St. Louis area who demonstrate compassion in the midst of responding to a psychiatric crisis. These officers go above and beyond the call of duty to treat people with mental illness as individuals – as people with thoughts, feelings and lives – beyond that one moment in time. We recognize these compassionate men and women with the 26th Annual John J. McAtee Police Recognition Luncheon.
Blurring the Lines - JD's Story
My feelings are stuck in my head…I feel like I can’t get the feelings out…
It was April 2008. JD Dehne felt like he had everything in the world a 25-year-old could want: a loving family, a new wife, a house. The next day would be the culmination of several years of study – an art show to earn his MFA from Fontbonne University. It was four years after his dad had died, and he’d taken over the family business, as well as doing his art.
That morning, JD tried to take his life. His family had no idea what he was feeling. He’d managed to hide his mixed-up feelings from everyone he knew. They didn’t know until they found him overdosed on medications and took him to the hospital. He spent a few days in ICU. JD had been feeling dramatically depressed, wasn’t sleeping and had suicidal thoughts.
Home Sweet Home - The Grand Warner Mansion
One of the cool things about my job at Mental Health America is coming and going from our amazing building on South Grand at Shaw. There’s just something neat about an old house. The outside really pushes a person to think about what’s inside. Once the home for lumber baron Erastus Warner and his family, the Warner Mansion was built with loving detail.
Over the summer, Toyota began airing a television ad campaign that created a nationwide dialogue. The commercials use humor to take aim at aspects of modern American lifestyles, particularly those of younger people. One ad uses Facebook to make a point. It shows a woman who looks to be in her late twenties using a laptop computer in her home. She is alone. Peering over her computer screen and into the camera as if talking to the audience, she expresses concern for her parents. She has pressured them into creating Facebook accounts after reading an article that claimed “older people are becoming more and more antisocial.” The woman laments that her parents only have 19 Facebook “friends,” in comparison with her number of 687. “This is living,” she says confidently, as no one is there to listen. The scene then cuts to her parents, who smile as they drive a car with bicycles attached to its roof. They meet up with friends, at which point the “antisocial older people” ride into the sunny horizon on an off-road bicycle adventure. This advertisement says a lot in 30 seconds.