This is where I’m supposed to have a long rant about my appointment yesterday. But I’m going to disappoint. I don’t feel like talking about it in any detail. I got incredibly stressed out and it was pretty bad. And I’ll be doing it again next Monday.
It’s making me quite unhappy about life, really. I wanted to be able to get this house move, etc., out of the way and then think about what to do next in my own way and my own time. Given our current situation, financially, losing benefit isn’t an option… until we move. Then, I think it’s quite likely I’ll tell them where to stuff their minuscule handouts. There’s no room in this system for being treated like an individual human being.
So, still not much else worth mentioning. I’m sick of writing about this stuff, but it’s dominating my thoughts lately.