How are you feeling?
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Graeme1988
Hie yer hence from me heath!
Well... looking that 3 thousand pounds in back dated disability payments I got recently is getting ready to up n’ fuck off...
I got a letter through, yesterday, saying that I owe £4,000 in council tax !
Feckin’ shower o’ robbin’ b@$%@rds !!
Even though ah wus telt nothing would change, money-wise, as far what I was paying in terms of council tax. At the time I’d agreed to sign on as a tennant. Should’ve known there’d be a f__kin’ catch for me getting my name put on the tendency of the family home.
I got a letter through, yesterday, saying that I owe £4,000 in council tax !
Feckin’ shower o’ robbin’ b@$%@rds !! Even though ah wus telt nothing would change, money-wise, as far what I was paying in terms of council tax. At the time I’d agreed to sign on as a tennant. Should’ve known there’d be a f__kin’ catch for me getting my name put on the tendency of the family home.
BlueDays
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That advice is very soothing to my soul, vj. Thank you.
It helps to get other perspectives like that that I may not have even considered.
BlueDays
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LoyalXenite
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Well... looking that 3 thousand pounds in back dated disability payments I got recently is getting ready to up n’ fuck off...
I got a letter through, yesterday, saying that I owe £4,000 in council tax !
Even though ah wus telt nothing would change, money-wise, as far what I was paying in terms of council tax. At the time I’d agreed to sign on as a tennant. Should’ve known there’d be a f__kin’ catch for me getting my name put on the tendency of the family home.
Can you fight it?
You might be able to find little gif versions of the old smileys we had?
Phoenixx
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BlueDays, hello! Good to see you!
*waves back*
Graeme1988
Hie yer hence from me heath!
Possibly... I'll talk to my oldest sister about this whole council tax issue, as she's more knowledgeable as far as what I should be paying and what money I'm owed. Though, she did say that 3 thousand in back-dated benefits payments is mine, and I was entitled to it. The only things she told me is that she thinks this tax issue has come about because I got my name on the lease for the family home. So, I'll see if I can fight that letter say I owe £4,000 in tax, and get my name taken off the lease. Especially if it's just going to cause more problems with my disability benefit payments than it's worth.
Marc7
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How do you feel about that?
Did you mean for me to take your disability into consideration regarding learning the necessary skills you needed to learn?
I have to make that decision as well. How did you push on despite your fears or doubts?
How did you take the rehab into your own hands? What is weight bare and them not being notified to give you initial home visits was part of your rehab that was delayed by a week? Why was the rehab continued at the hospital? So the result of rehab at the hospital made you back on your feet within 3 months?
What is the rate you were told when you were 12? So you are not in a wheelchair currently for your age?
That's messed up that your mother kinda resented that you proven to take care of yourself but good she is less argumentative whenever you do something for yourself or ask to do something around the house. Sorry for the late reply, I been dealing with lack of motivation, procrastination, and anxiety. So if i'm inconsistent or take a long time to respond it is probably for that reason.
Graeme1988
Hie yer hence from me heath!
Ah wish things were how they were for me 3 years ago... I think that might’ve been the last year that I was truly happy.
So f__kin’ fed-up with having to put my life on hold just because someone in my family can’t be bothered doing something so simple, that they have dumb me with the responsibility of doing it. Cuz heaven help ‘em, should they actually have do something for and by themselves. I’m forever picking up the slack n’ rarely get a “Thanks” or told my help is appreciated. But ah don’t get helped even when ah ask for it ! Naw ! I’m just told: “You know better than me, Graeme. You know best...” Which is always a great f__kin’ help, so it is. Superb advice !
Then again, ah spent my formative years being telt repeatedly that I was a worthless, unless, effin’ b@$%@*, not unlike my deadbeat, abusive, absent-til-the-teenage-years father. Whereas my older sister was told the exact opposite o’ aw that. But it’s me who’s spoiled - the cripple wae the funny walk who has to ensure things get done around the house. Y’know, the yin who’s rarely gives himself a break. And the lad who feels guilty whenever he leaves his f__kin’ house, cuz the parent who did such a swell job raising him can’t cope with being on her own !
So f__kin’ fed-up with having to put my life on hold just because someone in my family can’t be bothered doing something so simple, that they have dumb me with the responsibility of doing it.
Cuz heaven help ‘em, should they actually have do something for and by themselves. I’m forever picking up the slack n’ rarely get a “Thanks” or told my help is appreciated. But ah don’t get helped even when ah ask for it ! Naw ! I’m just told: “You know better than me, Graeme. You know best...” Which is always a great f__kin’ help, so it is. Superb advice !Then again, ah spent my formative years being telt repeatedly that I was a worthless, unless, effin’ b@$%@*, not unlike my deadbeat, abusive, absent-til-the-teenage-years father. Whereas my older sister was told the exact opposite o’ aw that. But it’s me who’s spoiled - the cripple wae the funny walk who has to ensure things get done around the house. Y’know, the yin who’s rarely gives himself a break. And the lad who feels guilty whenever he leaves his f__kin’ house, cuz the parent who did such a swell job raising him can’t cope with being on her own !
Graeme1988
Hie yer hence from me heath!
Not great, I try not to think about it too much...
No, I was just using my own experience of learning those necessary skills as an example. And, I also had the limitations of my disability to keep in mind while I was learning them. So I had an extra hurdle to overcome in that respect.
Positive affirmation... instead of thinking the worse. And not listen to my mother when she’d say something to discourage me or get me down.
I just ask my oldest sister to do a web search and print me off some exercises that would be suitable for getting the strength back in my legs. And I did them for the week whe
Oh, after I got my plaster casts off my legs, I couldn’t put my full weight on my legs, meaning I was very unsteady whenever I stood up, or off balance when trying to walk. And I specifically told I wasn’t allowed to put my weight on my right leg, and had to use a walking frame while I had my plasters on. Because my right leg had more done to it when compared to my left leg.
And the physiotherapy team assigned to me hadn’t been told I needed home visits, so it was a week before they become involved in my rehab. As they were under the impression that I was coming to the hospital for my rehab soon after getting my plasters off. But I wasn’t able to stand, let alone walk, so they had to out to my house and try and figure out how things were going to go, once my legs were strong enough and I was more steady on my feet.
Mainly because, aside from the walking frame I brought home from the hospital, I didn’t have anything in my house that was similar to those parallel bars that are commonly used in the rehabilitation of leg injuries or surgeries. And there was only so many exercises I could do with my legs while laying on top of my bed.
Kinda... I was back up on my feet within 3 months, that was in April of 2016. And I only got my surgery done in January of that same year. But my rehab was scheduled from February through to July. As I was expected to be off my feet for 6 months.
When I was 12, I was told I’d likely be wheelchair bound by my mid-20s. I’m not in a wheelchair, currently. But I do use one when I’m going somewhere where, if I was to walk about for long periods, my legs would get sore.
Yeah, it’s only because she can’t boss me around as much now. And I think she’s finally realised that I don’t really need her, it’s more a case of her needing me. She did try and talk me out of getting my surgery done back in 2016. But she made the mistake of making it about her, telling I shouldn’t get it done but not giving me reasons why, when the final decision was mine to make.
It’s okay, no need to be sorry. Just reply whenever you feel like doing so. Don’t feel that you have to respond right away when I reply to you.
Pacific_Loner
Pirate from the North Pole
I think it's a natural feeling that most people feel. That is why they say that human is a social animal. And that I'm clearly not human. Just kidding. It's probably better if you have a wide enough range of acquaintance or friends that you can call to hang out with or do activities in order to avoid being too demanding to one particular friend.
worrywort
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I'm freaking out a bit. Been a while since I posted here. I tend to only post when I'm freaking out about something!
My supervisor left at my cleaning job, so I volunteered to take over. One week in and I'm suddenly massively regretting it! I thought it'd be easy, but it's suddenly dawning on me how much pressure it's going to be. All the organisational/paperwork side of things is easy, but the people management part is really daunting me now that I'm suddenly faced with it.
I thought about quitting this evening and going back to just being a normal cleaner, but another bad thought occurred to me; my area manager isn't very nice and he might not give me my old contract back. He might say, if I want to go back I'll have to take a reduced hours contract. I'm really hoping he won't and that I'm worrying myself over nothing. But if he does, God, that'd be such a kick in the teeth.
Ergh, I need some peace. Worst case scenario, I'll just have to take that reduced hours contract and see how it goes. I could find myself £750 down a year, when the supervisor role would put me up about £2000 a year. I've just lost another source of income recently of a few grand a year. So things could get a touch tight.
I don't really wanna look for a new job, though I suppose that's a possibility. I could just stay on as the supervisor and rise to the challenge. Treat it as a growth opportunity, but it feels more like a distraction. I was happy! Things were rolling along fine and I was making loads of art. This supervisor role will just take my mind away from my art every day and onto petty issues that need to be sorted.
But this is reminding me of my inability to deal with people, and it's also making me realise my dependence on my job. I've been doing it for 10 years. I'm so used to it now, the thought of life outside it is scary. It's like I've been institutionalized! I don't know. These illusions of security that we convince ourselves of...just one little breeze and the whole thing collapses and exposes me. Perhaps that's a sign that I should take the supervisor role to build up my people skills and confidence. Or perhaps I'm just freaking out over nothing, and I'm spiraling, and actually I'm right. That the supervisor role will be a distraction, and that I only need to challenge myself when I NEED to, and that my life WAS secure, and I should just go back to it.
Ah man, I'm also suddenly realising I have no-one I feel I can call to talk to about this right now, and I also stopped giving money to charity last year and I'm suddenly wondering whether this is God's karma, but that's crazy right? Of course it is. I know it is. Man my mind collapses so easily. I gotta get a grip! ok I'm going to bed
My supervisor left at my cleaning job, so I volunteered to take over. One week in and I'm suddenly massively regretting it! I thought it'd be easy, but it's suddenly dawning on me how much pressure it's going to be. All the organisational/paperwork side of things is easy, but the people management part is really daunting me now that I'm suddenly faced with it.
I thought about quitting this evening and going back to just being a normal cleaner, but another bad thought occurred to me; my area manager isn't very nice and he might not give me my old contract back. He might say, if I want to go back I'll have to take a reduced hours contract. I'm really hoping he won't and that I'm worrying myself over nothing. But if he does, God, that'd be such a kick in the teeth.
Ergh, I need some peace. Worst case scenario, I'll just have to take that reduced hours contract and see how it goes. I could find myself £750 down a year, when the supervisor role would put me up about £2000 a year. I've just lost another source of income recently of a few grand a year. So things could get a touch tight.
I don't really wanna look for a new job, though I suppose that's a possibility. I could just stay on as the supervisor and rise to the challenge. Treat it as a growth opportunity, but it feels more like a distraction. I was happy! Things were rolling along fine and I was making loads of art. This supervisor role will just take my mind away from my art every day and onto petty issues that need to be sorted.
But this is reminding me of my inability to deal with people, and it's also making me realise my dependence on my job. I've been doing it for 10 years. I'm so used to it now, the thought of life outside it is scary. It's like I've been institutionalized! I don't know. These illusions of security that we convince ourselves of...just one little breeze and the whole thing collapses and exposes me. Perhaps that's a sign that I should take the supervisor role to build up my people skills and confidence. Or perhaps I'm just freaking out over nothing, and I'm spiraling, and actually I'm right. That the supervisor role will be a distraction, and that I only need to challenge myself when I NEED to, and that my life WAS secure, and I should just go back to it.
Ah man, I'm also suddenly realising I have no-one I feel I can call to talk to about this right now, and I also stopped giving money to charity last year and I'm suddenly wondering whether this is God's karma, but that's crazy right? Of course it is. I know it is. Man my mind collapses so easily. I gotta get a grip! ok I'm going to bed
Graeme1988
Hie yer hence from me heath!
Well, I’m going to get ma name off the lease of my house next week.
Oh, and ma oldest sister phoned up about that £4,000 quid council tax the other day. And threatened to take the letter to her solicitor if this did’nae get sorted, to see if we’ve got growns to sue. Turns out it was a f…k up on their part, and I’m owed £2,000 quid cuz I’ve been slightly overpaying ma council tax. Ah think ah’ll treat ma mother to a new television with some o’ that additional cash.
Oh, and ma oldest sister phoned up about that £4,000 quid council tax the other day. And threatened to take the letter to her solicitor if this did’nae get sorted, to see if we’ve got growns to sue. Turns out it was a f…k up on their part, and I’m owed £2,000 quid cuz I’ve been slightly overpaying ma council tax.
Ah think ah’ll treat ma mother to a new television with some o’ that additional cash.
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Kiwong
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True, I've wondered if inside me there bird inside me. I get them better than humans. I still feel most free when I am by myself. It is that craving for approval that becomes with being with friends, a part of being human, we all desire validation of our worth.
FountainandFairfax
in a VAN down by the RIVER
Kiwong
Well-known member
It's pouring with rain, so that is a dampener on things.You have also booked my jealousy.
FountainandFairfax
in a VAN down by the RIVER
BlueDays
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I was once forced into a small supervisory role years ago. The stress finally ended up causing me to "lose the plot", in a really bad way.
The constant pressure of a supervisory role on our anxious minds can feel like being rubbed with sandpaper every day. Well it did for me. Of course everyone's level of anxiety is different though.
Just keep evaluating the state of your mental health and don't let yourself get too close to "losing it". You need to measure up; "Losing Some of your Income" vs "Losing the Ability to Keep your Mental Health at a Manageable Level"