The Revolving Door
Families of the Dually Diagnosed Struggle to Fix a
Broken System
(February 8, 2007) -- These days when I drive by the courthouse, I have a
vision of my son in chains, shackled at the wrists and ankles, shuffling
down the long tile hallways in orange plastic slippers. I see his eyes,
looking to us — his parents — the judge, the DA, the public defender,
wondering what we were doing, hoping we knew.
The pageant that takes place daily at this lavish reminder of colonialism
is becoming a new parody of justice. The most vulnerable and sensitive young
people in our community — those with a thought or mood disorder or brain
injury, often with
co-occurring substance abuse — are being incarcerated instead of
receiving treatment. And there seems to be an epidemic of these imbalances
among young adults.
This is why our jails and prisons are overflowing. Last year, at least 70
people died in Santa Barbara County of drug overdose and
suicide.
Most of their families struggled for years to get help. These struggles,
common as they are, are not stories one reads about daily in the paper. The
shame and stigma associated with
drug abuse, mental
illness, and incarceration isolates and prevents families from getting
the support that is so desperately needed.
A tragic cluster of deaths last winter speaks for itself. On January 18,
2006, John Tarasovic committed suicide a few days after being released from
jail, where he had slit his wrists on Christmas Eve. When his family made
its weekly visit shortly after his release, they were told he was not
available; no explanation was given. He had been released with no treatment
plan. John was a bright 26-year-old computer engineer who worked in real
estate. He had been struggling with bipolar disorder and dependency on
prescription drugs.
On January 16, 2006, John and Anna Campbell were notified that their
son’s remains had been found in the redwoods above Santa Cruz. Skye had been
missing for almost a year. After a serious fall from a water tower in Bali
in 1993, he made an amazing recovery from paralysis, but the effects of head
trauma made life extremely difficult and employment almost impossible, as he
suffered from post-traumatic stress and constant pain. Drugs helped him
cope, but eventually contributed to his addiction and, at times, life on the
streets. The chief problem was the lack of local residential treatment.
Finally, he found recovery at A Spiritual Abode (ASA), a private,
spiritually based residential program in Santa Maria. In January 2005, Skye
moved to Santa Cruz, where he went missing.
My son, Ian Bezman disappeared on November 9, 2005. What began as a
relaxing day off work ended in tragedy when he received a “dirty test” at a
court-ordered program. Ian, diagnosed bipolar, had struggled with low
self-esteem and substance abuse for years, but had gained remarkable
self-respect in the past few months. He loved his work with the Carpenter’s
Union and his automotive class at City College; he loved his girlfriend and
was proud of his Toyota truck. But now he was facing jail. Again. Frustrated
and ashamed, he called his boss to say he wasn’t going to be able to work
and was going out to get “high.” His body was found three weeks later in a
drainage ditch alongside the freeway — a stone’s throw from his job site.
The toxicology report showed a lethal amount of morphine. His memorial was
held at the Alano Club on December 10, 2005, which would have been his 24th
birthday.
Two days later, Sharron Rose found her son Richard’s body facedown in the
backyard of his house in Summerland. Diagnosed bipolar, Richard was a
talented artist and musician who was having a rough time as his long-term
partner had left him. Less than a week earlier, he had asked his mother to
get him some help; he seemed to be OD-ing on meth. When Sharron called for
help, cops booked Richard into jail on a probation violation, but promised
to transfer him to Vista del Mar mental hospital in Ventura when he was
released, on the recommendation of his psychiatrist. This never happened. He
was released within 24 hours and died six days later.
Ian, Richard, Skye, and John had much in common. All were local young men
beloved by their friends and families, and all were intelligent, talented
people with a great deal to offer the world. They also had in common the
diagnosis of a thought and/or mood disorder combined with addiction — an
occurrence known as “dual diagnosis” — which they tried diligently to
overcome.
A memorial gathering for Ian in a friend’s home was attended by Sharron,
Anna, myself, and another mother whose daughter was addicted to meth. As
each person spoke around the circle, a determination arose to help families
dealing with the twin challenge of mental illness combined with addiction.
We began to meet and were joined by other caring parents whose sons and
daughters were typically cycling between the streets, home, and jail.
We were competent parents who were doing our best. Our young adult
children had been raised with love and discipline, their once bright futures
now shattered. None of us approved or condoned drug abuse. We recognized
that while there is an element of choice in drug use, no one chooses mental
illness. All of us desperately wanted recovery for our loved ones, and all
of us were terribly frustrated. We had all been through hell.
We shared stories about what we had been through, about how the system,
as well as the illness and the addiction itself, drives a wedge between
parents and children. One family had to sign statements saying they refused
to let their son live at home so he could qualify for residential treatment.
After nine years, he was admitted, only to be kicked out 10 days later. A
mother told how her daughter fell off the top bunk in her cell and suffered
a concussion, but was refused treatment by jail medical personnel. One young
man, just released from Cottage Hospital where he’d had surgery for a strep
infection in his leg, was arrested and tested positive for morphine, which
he’d been given in the hospital. He was jailed. At risk of leg amputation,
he was on ’round-the-clock antibiotics. Though the jail nurses were informed
of this, they refused to call the jail doctor to order antibiotics or the
hospital to verify his medical situation.
We talked about surreal experiences with the Mental Health Assessment
Team. How in order to get a mental health assessment, one must call 911 and
the police. About the perverse county policy that often requires young
adults to live on the streets before they qualify for residential treatment.
About how our sons and daughters are often released from jail in the middle
of the night with no linkage to treatment. About the demeaning and senseless
vagaries of a broken system.
Dual diagnosis is too difficult for families to handle alone. The
revolving door into jail, out of jail, into jail, and too often to prison
leaves a trail of death in its wake. What is missing is the door to
treatment.
We’ve formed an organization called FACT: Families Advocating for
Compassionate Treatment. We provide support and information to families with
loved ones who are dually diagnosed. We want people to know what their
options are when they are in crisis. For example, we want folks to know that
in court they have the right to disclose their medical history. When the
court was informed by a mother that her daughter was bipolar and suffering
from post-traumatic stress after her sister’s death, the daughter was
ordered to residential treatment.
We want families to help shape how this community will treat people with
mood or thought disorders accompanied by addiction. We want more residential
treatment beds for our dually diagnosed. We want to reduce the high
incidence of death.
We want to prevent situations like the recent tasering and incarceration
of Mateo Wood. Last November, Mateo was standing on a street near his sober
living house. Someone found his behavior suspicious and called 911. When
police officers approached, he got on his bicycle. The police report claimed
he was “talking unintelligibly” and trying to hide behind bushes. As he
tested negative for drugs, he was likely in a
manic state, since he is by nature a calm person. Mateo was tasered
several times and beaten. Arrested for “resisting arrest,” Mateo sat in jail
for about six weeks. One weekend, his mother went to visit him and was told
he’d been bussed to Wasco State Prison because his “resisting arrest” was
deemed a parole violation. What a sad, unjust punishment for acting odd! Too
often, our mentally ill are chased, imprisoned, and convicted of resisting
arrest when there is no underlying crime. One young man was chased, tackled,
arrested, jailed, and convicted when, according to the police report, he was
simply out walking his puppy and appeared “homeless.”
Often the behavior in public of someone with mental illness is
misinterpreted. When well-meaning citizens call 911 to report strange
behavior, what ensues is not always in society’s best interest. Despite
remarkable efforts to establish Restorative Policing and Crisis Intervention
Training sponsored by Alcohol, Drug, and Mental Health Services, police
officers regularly face challenges in dealing with increasing numbers of
emotionally distraught and mentally disoriented citizens. We have such a
paucity of treatment beds that often there is no place to take them but
jail. Other communities manage better. So can we.
Parents are sometimes relieved when their son or daughter is arrested,
because they’re safer in jail than on the street — a testament to the basic
decency of our jail, despite overcrowding. Yet there is something
essentially cruel about a society that treats its most wounded and sensitive
young members as criminals.
Many dually diagnosed residents of our county have been sent to prison,
their “crime” being that they were acting crazy. Sometimes their parents
reported them, trying to get help. The last thing they wanted was for their
child to sit in prison with no treatment.
FACT wants to help Santa Barbarans come together to deal more
compassionately and sensibly with co-occurring mental illness and substance
abuse. We are planning a town hall meeting this spring to document what has
been going on and to open a forum to search for more humane, effective
solutions. We believe the facts speak clearly, and that truth is powerful.
Dual diagnosis occurs in all kinds of families, in all socioeconomic and
ethnic groups. It touches the lives of so many mothers and fathers, brothers
and sisters. If you have a loved one who is suffering with mental illness
and addiction, we invite you join us. We usually meet on the second and
fourth Monday of the month at 7 p.m. at the Unitarian Society (1535 Santa
Barbara St., classroom B). You will be welcomed. For information, call
637-1339 or visit FamiliesACT.com.
We are more than a support group for we are actively working together for
change. This gives us energy, courage, and hope. Join Families Advocating
for Compassionate Treatment and be part of this change.
By Suzanne Riordan, with Anna Campbell, founding members of FACT:
Families Advocating for Compassionate Treatment. B
Source: Santa Barbara Independent
Last updated: 2/07
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