Its, I had to stop watching the news, talk of benefit reforms was a majour anxity trigger. I had to stop reading papers for same reason. I had to stop checking my emails, because on good days I;d sighn petitions, and on bad days I crumbed under a never ending cavalcade of woe.
I feel so useless, so pathethic, so utterly utterly hopeless. I can barely cope with my life now, and ESA is made by the tories to be demied not granted. Itry to sleep, cant, stress has eatenmy apetite. all I can see when I close my eyes is the horror stories of claims spitefully denied/ havent even begun to look into PIP. I want to cry but tears wont come to be sick but I;m not there either.
I;ve read al the links here, they helped with the forms but, all I can think of is how corrupt the assessors are, how fundng cus and turnover have cut me off from the local support.
I have my mother coming in with me but, I am so very scared. dont even know why I wront this. venting, too late for anything else.
