I have achieved nothing in terms of getting professional support in the last 24 hours or so. What I have done is begun to change my thinking and see other possibilities. It may change back, I don't know.
Social Services hae failed to makecontact,my Housing Benefitand Income Support applications are still on someones' 'to do' pile, I will still wait to get the counselling I need...
What has happened is I have chatted online about ways forward and other people's experiences and it has made me think a little bit more widely about my personal shit.
Nobody 'saved' me excpet me. If I had died nobody would have been responsible, but without being able to talk a while longer - through here I'd still be finishing off my letters to the DC.
I haven't chucked them, they are still half writtn, but to be honest if allI have is my GPto talk to and a computerised CBT session to attend then fuck me I quit.