Tag: Advisor

Do not attend 2pm appointment- but we’re starting WRAG group sessions again

I have been dreading this appointment all night, I slept with the light on all night.

Went shopping with mum, talked about how I should actually show how I am not coping by cancelling appointments. How she is going to demand I go on support group, and being the fighting force she always is.

When we come home I check my mobile, I get a message from my fellow blogging friend, and a missed phone call from Maximus.

So I ask mum to ring, I was too panicked to do so and I’m not a big fan of phones.

She rings up for me, getting the receptionist who always seems to have a bug crawled up her arse. Telling my mum in her miserable tone that Mr. Loverman Shabba is off sick.

That’s okay with us, he was spreading his germs for the last few weeks and mum wanted more time to prepare for attack.

But then by some miracle, our postman is not the most reliable of people in the world. We receive a letter from Maximus, and how I know is that they use second class stamps and by the font used.

Anyway, I guess they have started up the useless WRAG groups again for ESA claimants next Wednesday at 2pm. Oh yay, I’m having confidence classes again and being told everything is about that and not mental health.

God I am not looking forward to it, it’s being run by the miserable receptionist. So I guess it is going to drag, as well as propaganda being forced down our throats in a stern manner. Yay?

Other news though, i received another email from my MP’s caseworker, who asked for my full address. I don’t what is happening, but that has to be something right?

So now i just need to get motivation to read all your wonderful blogs, reblog, and print the SAR form off to send to the DWP.

It might take me a while to read and reblog, but I promise I will try my best.

Do attend tomorrow at 14:00pm

Good news and bad news.

The good news is I have an appointment to see Mr. Loverman, on a day I can take my mum.

The bad news is that I was only told 5pm tonight via text message, and in my notes my ESA advisor wrote down in front of me on my profile thingy, that I have severe anxiety and cannot cope with the unexpected. Meaning sending me an appointment the day before is bad, and more than likely to make worry.

So now I am panicking, which if they had a job in worrying and panicking I would have the qualifications for, and be damn good at.

It’s already worrying to think this guy is going to ask me about going onto voluntarily work, and how it will be helpful.

Unaware that I actually don’t feel comfortable facing people at the moment in a customer based way, I would rather be in an office on my own getting on with things.

Or being able to do to a full day twice a week. I would rather do a few hours once a week or something, but I guess Iain Duncan Smith lordship of employment knows best. Right.

Then there is the worry of my good friend and fellow blogger @theyallhavewidescreentvs, who has a WCA next week and is now making me wonder when mine is coming.

Thank god my mum is coming again, and we’re going to be asking questions about things. Well mum is.

I’m going to take my barriers with me tomorrow for him to look at and sign, and I am finally going to post off my SAR form when we go shopping.

I will write tomorrow about what is happening, and keep you all up to date.

DO not attend

So today was my first weekly appointment with gold teeth, Shabba, Mr. Loverman.

However yesterday I received a text message reminder saying DO not attend.

Which now has me wondering if he is leaving Maximus too, since it seems they have a lot under their belt.

So I’m quite paranoid today, and worried.

The thought of having any of the other advisors, or even having to go to the job centre fills me with dread.

I hate the job centre, the people working there push you in jobs you don’t want to do. Now they have reason to do this, because of the msn Iain Duncan Smith.

Who I do put some of the blame on my deteriorating mental health.

Back to the Loverman, Shaggy wannabe I don’t know if he is unwell, going for a interview, or having to speak to employers about getting customers jobs.

Mum is working tomorrow because she was going to be coming with me, we were even going to go over my barriers before we went.

Now I have the worry and wait for my next appointment, and whether this is going to be sprung on me the day before.

So my sleep pattern is going to get worse, and soon I will be a walking zombie.

In other news though, I found the IAPT number, and I’m hoping mum can get me an appointment or something.

I should be filling in my SARs form today to post, and if I feel up to it email and comment on my lovely followers.

Sasson and Sill Oaks, I promise to email you back.

Purple, thank you for your comments, and I am so sorry for not replying.

You are all awesome for putting up with me.

If my Maximus advisor’s think I am highly intelligent, why do they treat me like i am atupid?

Last night my mind went for a little wander, as I continued my barriers form.

My advisors and even those that I have come into contact, have all called me highly intelligent.

Yet they treat me like I am the dumbest person in the room, and I’ve always wanted to know why?

Were they just saying that to push my confidence?

Were they just trying to be nice?

I always wonder about these things because I am not very good at taking compliments, so I always suspect people who are giving me them.

Also why were they treating me like the dumbest person in the room?

Am I that dumb?

Sorry for the selfishness of this blog, it’s been on my mind for awhile.