In 2011 I had a car accident. I was driving dangerously and didn’t have a licence. My friend died. My right arm was severed below the elbow, then amputated. I served two years in prison and developed PTSD, depression and anxiety.
This happened three months into a relationship. It lasted six years, but there was an incident when I was violent. I stopped drinking to make sure it didn’t happen again, but she wasn’t willing to follow my lead. I became homeless in February, after the breakup. I didn’t have a job at the time.
Well, yes, OK. So what system designed to do the best we can for 67 million people is going to be able to deal with this?