|my Dad, a selfie|
[most of the photos taken by my Dad, not sure about the one of me aged 3 or 4, who took that one, and the one of my wee sister Eva taken c1969 at photographer's in Perth]
I spent some time in my room at that age, looking out the 4th floor Pomarium Perth flats window at the wasteground outside (before the Bus Station was built), watching my friends playing and climbing trees. It was a fitting punishment because I liked to be outside playing better than anything else at that age. However it didn't stop me on occasion speaking out to my Father if I thought his decisions didn't sound right.
My sister Frances who was 9yrs younger would eventually be asking my Mother where her room was because it was only a 2 bedroom flat and we'd be sharing a room by then. My Mum told this story later on as she did other stories of our childhood which I'm very grateful for, her sense of humour and love for her family. Another story was of when we used to stay in Dunsinane Drive, Letham, Perth, 1950's, a council housing scheme, and the Dobie brothers bullied me when playing out in the street, and I'd go running in the house, greetin (crying).
|me aged 3 or 4 in kilt|
I was thinking of the 'Go to your room' scenario in relation to what's happened regarding the DClinPsy programmes at both Glasgow and Edinburgh Universities. In effect I've been sent to my room, banished, silenced, for speaking my mind and defying the patriarchy. With Glasgow it was because I left the CUSP user/carer group end of December 2014 after being bullied, ganged up on by members when Gumley wasn't there, and complained about it.
|me aged 10|
|me with favourite comic at the time|
As for Edinburgh DClinPsy, I'd left the user/carer group APEX early 2015 and had complained about it on twitter, the facilitation by the men at the top, the misogyny. Inbetween times I tried to do a PhD Clinical Psychology at Edinburgh but that fell through, my unconditional offer withdrawn after I rejected the supervision by Prof Schwannauer which was both unsupportive and undermining. I was set up to fail. Formal mentor Gumley did not help the situation and it was after this that he raised a complaint which resulted in my banishment.
|me eating an orange before playing outside|
I returned to Edinburgh DClinPsy APEX after this but it wasn't a positive experience. Again I was being silenced at meetings, there was a resistance to my independent, survivor Mother voice, and a preference for dominant males having their say, as before. (they seem to prefer victims) So I retired to my room before being sent there. Clinical Psychology academics and practitioners prefer to work with people who have reduced capacity and don't challenge the status quo. In my experience they are not able to work on a level playing field with people who have survived psychiatric treatment and are independent thinkers.
I was very fortunate to have a good Father who wasn't heavy handed, I didn't stay in my room for long, had many opportunities for play before puberty set in and I grew into a woman, in my own time. Memories of my childhood are happy ones, adventures and games with friends who were boys and girls. I remember it as being free to explore and to develop a curious mind, open to learning and self-expression, returning to the safety and security of a loving home.
|my lovely Mother Anne Patterson [1929-1998]|
|me with Mum Anne and Dad William Patterson 1953 at Kingswell Terrace, Perth|
|from Jeff Hawke facebook page|
|link to Amazon page Overlord|
|wee sister Eva c1969 when she was 3|