Bobbyaro wrote:
JohnCoffey wrote:
Curiosity wrote:
The idea that all of the bad things will go away if we just crash the economy and No Deal Brexit is quite something.
It would lead to more austerity, more ‘crackdowns’ on those out of work or claiming disability allowances, etc. The only people to benefit will be those rich enough to exploit the resultant gaps in the market, or those who have bet against the British economy. That’s why a lot of very rich people keep on banging on about getting No Deal.
Successive British governments have chosen not to use their influence in Europe, and have chosen not to implement the power that they do have re: immigration, fishing, etc. It’s not some weird shadowy EU conspiracy to fuck us over and steal out fish; it’s government policies. The concept that it will change if a millionaire Tory no longer has any connection to Brussels is just pure fantasy.
I'm fucked either way. Have been since the recession in 2008. I knew it was coming, I was right. I now visit my mental health centre four times a year if I'm lucky. My social worker vanished over a year ago and wasn't replaced etc etc etc.
How can people sit and tell me it's going to get fucking worse when it's already about as bad as it can be?
They throw pills at me like sweets and prefer that I'm just drugged out of my mind so I'll go away. Forgetting that the meds I take cost more than any therapy.
Apparently they also throw bikes, PCs and PlayStations at you, nice new homes and even better you don't even have to work as some poor pole is doing it for you!
Not for long though, because what you fail to recognise is that the low paying jobs are still here because the poles, et al moved here. When/if this work force that is willing to work for less goes, the jobs will go as well. Then the tax revenue goes, so all the nice things you are currently given go as well. The meds go as well, the, admittedly limited, support goes as well.
For someone horrendously let down by the system, you sure have a lot of nice things. Ironically, a much better situation than a "10/room Pole on £5 an hour".
That's rather personal isn't it?
That's half of the problem in things like this. People assume they know things they don't.
The spending? all part of the illness. I desperately wanted help for that but nope, didn't get it. I've been in the mental health system for 11 years and not once have I been offered CBT. I've asked for it, begged, pleaded but nope. Also, just so you know, if you give money to some one who has never really had any what do you expect them to do with it? Hint, they'll spend it.
I am living in a trust property. It is run by a charity. Why? because our govt haven't done it, so basically without relying on charity I would be homeless. I would rather have therapy and some sort of life any day over having a Playstation et al. This is the point you are missing. None of this is making me happy and as the years roll by I go out less and less to the point I am now scared to leave the front door. So I don't, and will spend two to three weeks at a time just stuck at home indoors terrified to go out.
Of course it wasn't always safe like it is now. For six years I got fucked by a greedy, unscrupulous landlady but that's OK I'm just a pogger so I deserved to live in a flat that constantly made me physically ill (chest infections, and no I don't smoke) and mentally ill (two overdoses). Now let me tell you why that happened.
OK, so another stupid way our country works. If I left that flat I would have made myself homeless, get to the bottom of the housing queue for you (housing that doesn't actually exist). If I went home to my mother then we would have both lost all of our benefits (because a 74 year old woman who can barely walk due to osteoporosis and arthritis can look after me) and she would have lost hers because a 45 year old bipolar, autistic, agoraphobic person with anti social disorders can look after her). So, I ended up trapped there. Leave? I'm fucked. Go to my mother's? fucked also and so would she be (because they would also up her council tax and etc).
So, apparently the process is I have to wait there to be evicted onto the street by bailiffs. Then I go to the housing place and tell them I am homeless and show them the section 21. Then they put me in a B&B, then a hostel, then eventually I would be housed in a council flat. All of that bother and expense. Stupid, isn't it? so I was forced to sit there and wait for eviction. Thankfully the trust came along and I am now homed safely and securely. Without all of the stresses of privately renting.
As for whether I work? you think I am happy about that also? it wasn't me who decided, mate. They spoke to my psych who said I could have outbursts and temper tantrums and smash things up (in meltdown) and told me that basically they would not find me employment because I was a liability (which I understand in fairness) and thus was told to claim ESA.
As I explained before, it's silly to assume you know anything much at all about my situation. Am I happy not working? no, no not really. Who fucking knows, had I been given therapy and real support maybe I could hold down a job though I doubt that as I never managed it before for long.
I also know from my dad dying when I was 7 that nothing can make you happy if you are not. No money, no playstations etc.
I had made amazing progress under my old psychiatrist. He retired, new one really doesn't give a shit. So more pills etc. Which has now led to my health being awful. For three years I have been fighting pre diabetes and a decent blood sugar level, as well as lugging around 5 stone I did not carry before and all of the side effects. Like peeing yourself and etc.
All of that rather than actually helping me. Now? now I am in withdrawal from two extremely addictive substances that our govt hand out like bloody sweets.
Trust me, I would swap places with you tomorrow.
To add to that. Nobody would rent to me because they are allowed to do that. "No DSS". Have a look for flats in your area and see how many say that.