I’ve always been a believer that honesty gets it’s reward in the end. Don’t like being accused of being dishonest or fraudulent. There have been times in my life when I was very nearly sucked in to a dishonest world; I escaped then, how about now?
Well on this occasion, I haven’t lied to those in power. I’ve been perfectly reasonable and honest in describing how I am. Given a perfect world, I would gladly suffer from no mental health issues, not be diagnosed with autism and have a great job, own my own home and have a car sitting outside. Sadly, this is not a perfect world, and none of those things apply.
How do I feel today? Still resentful, but with a feeling of loss, as though I’m going through a bereavement. I’m still struggling to get round the fact that I’ve been accused of lying and being fraudulent to claim benefits. As I said, every step of this process, I’ve been upfront and honest in describing my daily issues. But those in power don’t want to know, they don’t give a fuck.
I’m going to have a quite a lot more of these days. But I will fight until the fight leaves me. How I haven’t broken down in floods of tears is a miracle. But I’ve no doubt that will happen soon as well. Who knows after that?