Name changed.
About to lose my mind, SS have mixed up letterbox letter and my acknowledgement letter.
Went to collect from post office this morning and it was my pack that I had dropped to them last week with a letter to BM saying here's your letterbox and her full address on it.
I rang and asked you haven't sent my receipt letter to her have you and got told oh I'm not sure.
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
Have spent most of the afternoon locked in a room with SW's and I'm drained more than I ever imagined possible.
The incompetence is staggering and records so poor that they say really don't know what went where. They were 99% sure that the receipt letter was never written but I've just come home to find it on the doormat. Cant believe a word they say. The logical part of my brain is saying it's ok, they won't have sent two you have the only one, the Mum part of my brain is screaming for blood for the potential risk they put us in.
Just needed to tell someone who gets it. My poor father picked up the phone to me mid panic attack and dashed over, I think he's in more shock than me as though there had been an accident.