@Thehop thank you. I wasn't meaning you had made me feel that way (a burden) but that these sort of discussions and also the way benefit recipients are spoken of in society generally.
At 29 I never thought I'd ever have to claim, I never had before even at points when I would have been eligible I always "managed", I skipped meals, walked everywhere etc. I couldn't have predicted all that befell me over the next 5 years, it was one bloody hit after another!
When I had my first breakdown and was describing the preceding 5 years to the cpn assessing me, by the point I got to describing almost ending up homeless (so not even the worst stuff) she was like "I'm amazed you didn't have a breakdown much earlier! I couldn't have coped with all that"
On the day she visited my home was spotless, fridge and cupboards full of food, dd had been all dressed nice as it was photo day at school, I was smartly dressed in pressed clothes (but in desperate need of a shower which I was afraid to do alone), hair tied up and "presentable".
The social worker (because dd was still little a social worker also had to attend as protocol, I was TERRIFIED I would lose dd) commented that even her home wasn't that tidy!
But I couldn't cope showering alone, I was scared of falling and didn't want to put dd in the position of dealing with that. I couldn't cope with cooking as I was overly anxious about potential food poisoning, food hygiene, using sharp knives I didn't trust myself not to cut something I shouldn't including myself or dd, even though I didn't allow dd in the kitchen when I was cooking. I was washing all laundry at least 5 times per load, every surface was getting cleaned and disinfected several times a day...
You get the idea.
I genuinely was scared at first to tell them what I was really thinking and doing and gradually they got it out of me. I burst into tears when I was telling the social worker that I hadn't cooked a meal for dd for a week, that I'd been feeding her cold ready made things (sausage rolls, ready made salads etc), McDonald's and supermarket cafe dinners. I was sure they were gonna remove her for that alone. Sw was lovely and remarked, "you're getting 5 a day into her which is more than I manage with my kids most days, she's not ill, she's getting enough to eat. Honestly you're doing a lot better than many of my clients. Some of them are feeding their kids McDonalds all the time and certainly no salad or fruit!"
I literally had to be walked into the bathroom for a shower with constant reassurance that I was safe and a cpn standing outside the door in case I fell with me leaving the door unlocked.
A friend took me grocery shopping the day after and I couldn't remember how to use an atm. She had to get my card out my purse and checked with me I could remember the pin before she put it in the machine. I don't know why I remembered the pin!
Absolutely terrifying experience I would not wish on my worst enemy.
You seem to be a clear headed, determined person who has suffered a lot from unkind people
That's genuinely moved me to tears.
but the truth of the matter is no one's better than another
That's something my parents drummed into me. That everyone matters, that everyone is born the same and dies the same (and goes loo the same!)
They were both working class people, literally both born into glasgow slums at the end of wwii. They both remember when they moved into homes that had indoor loos and running water. Dad joined the army basically to escape the poverty, having left school at 14. He also went eve classes to get the basic qualifications to join the army. Mum worked in shops at first, then got a cleaning job that was early mornings that meant she could take advantage of classes for army dependents. This was how she eventually got her qualifications. She then became a bookkeeper which meant better hours for her with 3 young kids and a bit better pay. Both worked their way up, dad being an SM by the time he retired.
I've worked in jobs where I was working alongside and even the boss of some people who had fairly privileged backgrounds and there was sometimes a fair amount of tongue biting going on! Especially with the young ones who were privately educated, just out of uni, never been skint their whole lives who thought they knew it all!
Thank you for your kind comments
@woodhill yes I only have one dd - but as it's relevant to the thread I'll say that wasn't by choice. It turns out I have a rare medical condition that only flares during the first labour. Thereafter it means that if I'd ever become pregnant again it would likely have been fatal to me. Certainly if it had progressed to 2nd trimester. I'd have loved a big family. I lost 3 before dd too. (I have endo too)
@Puffalicious bless you thank you. I'll take them with the kindness intended. I was also raised Catholic (well sort of - when it suited!)
Noone is saying it's all luck, just it's a huge factor.
Exactly!
That was a very unkind and ill thought out post
Exactly what constructive outcome is achieved by attributing achievements to luck?
Govts and other organisations can serve people far better if they at least acknowledge the part that luck plays!
Do you really think Johnson would be PM if he weren't very lucky at every stage of his life?! He's hardly an extraordinarily good leader or even politician!
@lynsey91 I would urge you to learn a lot more about the housing crisis. It's not purely a population issue. There are tons of homes unoccupied just sitting empty and costing the country money. Then there is significant issues with legislation, social housing, affordable housing and specialist housing for the disabled. You might also be interested to learn that there are a significant number of MPs that are landlords and even property developers who vote AGAINST measures to improve housing regs, to provide more housing (which would bring housing prices down), to give tenants more rights, to make developers build affordable and suitable housing...
It's criminal to be honest! Imo it's a conflict of interest and corrupt.
Developers are also not required to ensure infrastructure is in place for new developments, local councils are left sorting that mess out.
I've been homeless 3 times. The first 2 were due to my mh. The last was due to the landlords business (not the landlord side) went bust and they went bankrupt. Councils won't/can't do anything until you are actually homeless, they then struggle to find properties that are suitable.
I'm currently under-occupying since dd moved out. I'm LUCKY that I'm in Scotland where the govt is mitigating the bedroom tax but it means I have to reapply every quarter, which is fairly stressful and means for the first month of that quarter I'm usually paid a week or so late for housing costs. Again I'm LUCKY that I'm with a housing association and they understand the issue and don't penalise me for this if I can't pay rent exactly on time or in full, I'm generally good at budgeting and have some money set aside for this but a couple of times I've had other unexpected expenses come up (freezer one time due to power cut, washer another time). I've been trying to find a suitable one bedroom place but few are coming up - private or social - and so far I've missed out as others have been deemed in greater need. There are some one bed supported housing options but I'm currently deemed "not disabled enough" even though it's likely in the next 5 years I will be and then it will be even more difficult to manage a house move. I'm waiting to hear back about that from an agency.
We could also really use a govt that was more open minded regarding alternative housing solutions - like young part carer lodgers placed with elderly/disabled housemates, like single person abodes designed in small spaces, like co-ops... they're still so mired in outdated housing models.
There's so much that needs to change to have a healthy, happy - and ultimately productive society.
It frustrates me that while we have the tech/infrastructure that means I COULD work from home yet I cannot find any work!
I have a brain which is still functioning on a cognitive level for now yet I can't use it to earn.
Employers don't think I'm worth employing.