This isn’t a website. It’s a weapon.
Signposting leaflets don’t save lives. Crisis teams don’t answer. Psych meds are handed out like sweets — with zero warning of what they’ll do to your mind, body, or soul.
Most of us never stood a chance. Misdiagnosed. Overmedicated. Ghosted. Then punished for surviving. This platform was born out of that rage — and turned into action.
You’ve seen the stickers. You’ve read the truth. This is the movement they didn’t want us to build — so we built it anyway.
The Creation of That's Mental
This isn’t a brand. It’s what happens when you survive psychiatry in the UK and decide to do something about it.
A Bedroom and a Pickle
I’m Connor. I’m 27. I live in Malvern, and I built That’s Mental from scratch in my bedroom — while tapering off a 300mg diazepam-equivalent dependency the NHS gave me, raising my daughter solo, and trying to get someone — anyone — to admit what was done to me wasn’t just careless, but catastrophic.
Medicated into Silence
Diagnosed Bipolar at 21. Given around 30 psychiatric drugs. Antipsychotics ballooned my weight and stripped my personality. Antidepressants shattered my teeth. Benzos stole years. Not once did anyone explain what these drugs actually do — or how to stop.
Gaslit and Ghosted
The NHS bounced me around. Discharged in crisis. Told I wasn’t urgent because I could speak clearly. Ambulances. Station benches. Cold nights. Survival mode. I begged for help and was told to come back after trying to die.
Benzo Fallout
NHS refused to prescribe. Refused to treat. I was on street-sourced benzos. The only help came from Cranstoun. I built my own taper plan. Stabilising myself meant I was denied specialist care — apparently progress is disqualifying.
The Silence is Loud
I’ve lived in “functional crisis” for over a decade. Speaking clearly doesn’t mean you’re safe. Having a child doesn’t erase what it took to survive. There’s more than one kind of breakdown. That’s Mental is my response to a system built to disappear us.
Why I Built This
We’ve all been handed an A4 leaflet — some soul-dead “signposting” sheet. It says: “Call these guys if you’re on a bridge.” And if you don’t die? You might get a GP referral in 12 months — maybe.
Psychiatry in the UK is broken. Antipsychotics are handed out for sleep. Side effects hidden. Complaints departments are mazes. The only consistency is sedation and being ignored.
So I built That’s Mental. It’s one place for everything: meds, symptoms, substances, support. Built-in trackers. Plain-English guides. Smart suggestions. No accounts. No ads. No filters.
It’s not a brand. It’s a resistance. It’s not the end. But it’s a f***ing start.
🧾 Legal Context
This page contains firsthand, verifiable lived experience of UK psychiatric services and medication harm. It is intended to inform users, support future litigation, and expose systemic gaps in care. All statements reflect documented interactions with NHS trusts, GP surgeries, and support services between 2010 and 2025.