Tag: Disability

9 Signs Your Mental Illness Is Made Up For Attention | Thought Catalog

This is why I am doing the mental health resource hub, to make sure people understand that mental health is not a fairy tale, or an excuse for bad behaviour.

I am getting so fed up with these SJW’s people, it’s like they use it as a badge of honor and way to be the most oppressed.

 

If you think it’s still a “controversial” thing to announce to your Facebook friends that you struggle with bouts of anxiety, you’re either living under a rock or looking to…

Source: 9 Signs Your Mental Illness Is Made Up For Attention | Thought Catalog

Why doesn’t Anita Sarkeesian: Shut up, sit down, and listen

Why doesn’t Anita Sarkeesian: Shut up, sit down, and listen

Why doesn’t Anita practice what she preaches, she retweeted an article from Bitch Media on a book turned movie on disability, and then started to sprout off her usual rhetoric on oppression.

Anita I hate to break it to you love, but you do not talk for disabled people, and you are being rather ableist aren’t you?

You being a woman who has never given money to any charity for oppressed people, never volunteered, and never even offered to help. Since you get paid to retweet from publication such as Bitch Media and media where your social justice/feminist friends write tax free.

Yet you seem to comment on subjects like you are some great guru of everything, and talk for everyone, when you are in fact the racist, misogynist, and sexist Anita. All you third wave feminists, sociopathic juvenile whiners are.

So please stop talking for people, and pretending that you are the patron saint of feminism.

 

Introduction To Soc-Jus Pt. 3

Introduction To Soc-Jus Pt. 3

Absolutely fantastic, you’re brilliant at explaining the SJW’s. Thank you for doing these, I love these videos.

The Rationalists

The Predation of Media and Subculture

(Part 3 of 3 in the Introduction to Soc-Jus series)

Part 5: Representation In Media

Despite a common and central theme to the complaints of social justice warriors and feminists being that they lack appropriate representation in the media, in many sectors of modern media it could be said that they enjoy not only representation, but in fact an over saturation therein. Arguing very often that the absence of social justice or feminist ideology within fictional stories, as well as an absence of strong female, minority, disabled, transgender and “non-binaries” characters in said stories is a sign of media marginalization, many a prominent feminist and social justice advocate are themselves outright media darlings. People who in the course of their generally rhetorically based “advocacy and activism” become go-to authority figures on the topics of sexism, racism, misogyny and harassment, despite often having little to…

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My trip to the Job Centre- Update on what’s been happening

My trip to the Job Centre- Update on what’s been happening

So yesterday, I went to my local jobcentre, a place I loathe more than life itself. I have never loathed anywhere more, school was bad, really bad. However I would rather go school than go to the job centre with the disgusting judgemental looks they stow upon you as talk to them.

We spoke to a front desk lady, who really looked bored out of her brain. Especially when the job centre doesn’t seem to be as busy as it used to be, with large crowds gathering in corners, waiting for their name to be called by an uninterested advisor. It was quiet, rather like everyone was afraid to speak, the loom of the great Iain Duncan sucking David Cameron’s dick there like an invisible force to be reckoned with.

We asked about the WCA appointment we were asking for, as it has been a month since we called them for a reassessment. As always she said there were no advisors available, which I take as, sorry but we really don’t care about your problems here.

She took my name, mobile, and National Insurance number, again in an uninterested way, and told us we would be receiving a call either later today or tomorrow. (Last Monday and Tuesday.)

We went home thinking nothing of it, I wanted to go back to writing some stuff for this blog, even though all my energy and no enthusiasm to write. My brain was saying write, write write, and my body was going NO! That’s one of the reasons why I have been pressing things from other sources, I just haven’t been in the mood or mindset to write.

The suicidal thoughts have been more dangerous lately, and the only way to curb them is to sleep, otherwise my brain is consumed by them creeping ever so closely to front of my brain. I’ve also had the dreaded cannot sleep at night, which causes my paranoia, in turn making me think it’s the end of the world, and I am evil and the spawn of the devil.

Getting back though to the story at hand, I sat looking at the computer screen, the WordPress new draft screen an empty canvas of thoughts and dreams, the blinking cursor magically disappearing and reappearing like an indicator on a car. And I couldn’t write anything at all, so I listed to some Let’s Plays by AgentJR on YouTube.

The phone rang with an unrecognizable number, so I picked up. We get a lot of those kinds of calls, especially from telesales and other places, trying to con you into buying something, or giving away your money to a pyramid scheme. Because of that, we usually leave the phone to go to voicemail, and nobody leaves a message. However because this was very important, and my mum was so insistent I picked up, it was an advisor from the JCP.

She was really nice actually, not what I expected, since all I know is the advisers from Maximus, who know fuck all about anything. She told me to get my doctor to write a letter to say how bad I have gotten since joining Maximus, and for me to write something to them too. She even gave me her number, and said I could ring her anytime. And if I came to the job centre, she would fax it over for us. Brilliant I thought, until I remembered that my doctor is hard to get to see, since she is so popular with all the patients.


 

Then that afternoon, as I was continuing to stare at the computer and fall asleep, there was a knock from the postman who gave me a large package from the DWP, my notes had arrived. I haven’t read them properly yet, but from what I have read, I was put into the WRAG Group in 2013, which is around the time when ATOS were being complete and utter wankers. It was the time when they were putting suicidal people through to WRAG Group. So I am going to be asking questions about that, because I wasn’t ready, and the people I have met in WRAG have all told me, I shouldn’t be there.

So now I need to read the box full of information from the DWP, which I am going to scan onto the computer to keep as evidence and to share with you guys. It might take me a while to do, but I will try and get as much done as possible, so you can see what they have said as to my assessment.


Later on that day, I received an email from Mind charity Legal team. They were sorry for the lateness of their reply, and wanted to know if I still needed help from them or not. I replied back with a very long and depressing tale of how things have been going since my first email, as in getting worse.

They replied back the very next day, with lots of information and help. Though I have not replied to them back as of yet, because of feeling really disgusting and horrible, nor emailed or called anyone. But I plan to Monday, mum will be home, and she said she would sit with me during these calls, except when I call or email the Samaritans, because there is too much I want to say that she doesn’t know about.

I’ll try and either capture the email, or copy and paste onto a new document. It might help you guys, and I always want to help people in a similar situation. So I decided to make another WordPress Blog, because I wanted to make a hub where people could get information on mental health, with all Trusts around the country, websites, forums, charities, and such. As well as laws, and people to contribute stories, and experiences.

I’m taking slowly because I don’t want to wear myself out too soon, plus I have some looking and experimenting to do with WordPress. But I’m hoping it will be a place where people feel safe, and where they don’t feel alone, as well as a hub of information to help.


 

I would also like to say Hello to my new followers and welcome. As well as to say Thank you to my long running followers for their patience and kindness.

You’re all awesome!

Maximus group session for writing CV’s, a real waste of time.

But I did find out some things too, like the total lack of knowledge Maximus advisors have about their jobs.

But let’s first start with the CV group session, that was not really helpful and not actually stated on the appointment letter, however was mandatory. Something that I feel Iain Duncan Smith is trying to push the people with mental health into work, because he is a psychopathic sociopath.

There was only 9 people who showed up including me, there was meant to be 30 people, but only few showed up possibly because they knew it was bullshit and propaganda.

The group session was late starting, they took an hour to set up the projector and to get started. So we were all sitting there bored out of our brains watching the clock, and hoping they were going to cancel the session so we could go back home to do something more productive.

Mr Loverman kept walking back and forth with a woolly hat and glasses, even though the place was heated so much that I thought I was going to faint, he wasn’t exactly using his people skills either. Oh no, we didn’t even get an update as to how long they were going to be, until 10 minutes before they were about to start.

He did lay on food, sandwiches, biscuits, drinks, and sweets, everything a person needs to fill themselves up with because of boredom. Coffee served in plastic water cups, layered.

We finally go in, when Mr Loverman calls us over. Projector ready with the words in bolded text: Making a good CV. Started playing some get to know you games, before delving into the meat.

Now this whole CV thing has me wondering, she said we have to make CV’s around the jobs, I told asked her about using these CV’s for job searching on Universal Job Match. However I was told, like a child who is dumb and needs a dunce hat that this was for private job matching. But as I checked on Universal Job match, you have to upload your CV, so I’m guessing you have to. Then again, people from Maximus are liars, so I shouldn’t be surprised by this. Anything that is attached with the DWP or the government, I do not trust at all.

The whole thing is was just a propaganda rally, and it’s got me worried.

Though a good thing did happen s I said above, a woman from head office actually did something about my Wellbeing survey. Though it will be with Shaw Trust, and I have no idea what they are going to do. However Monday mum is going to be taking me to the Job Centre to see what they can do, as we have not heard anything from the DWP about an assessment to be put on Support ESA.

Mum said she wants to try and help me get a job from home researching, and help me to try and get out more, an get access to work grant so I can have someone to go out with me. She also wants to try and get social services, a CPN, and support worker to try and help, whether this will happen because the Tories are cutting everything let and right. IT would be a nice dream though.

But I know mum will fight for everything.

I will let you know how everything goes, I’m sorry it has taken me a long time to write this blog. I’ve just been very down, and not wanting to do anything, or stopping myself from hurting myself so bad I won’t wake up.

Thank you guys for being wonderful, and to all my new follower.

 

Romancinizing mental health problems

I’m getting fed up of people who think that mental illness is something to sound edgy or oppressed, mental illness is not fun to live with.

Using it to seem cool or anything like that is wrong, people with mental health problems already deal with stigma. You self diagnose yourself with everything and anything that makes you feel special, and then write about it like a great love affair. If people challenge you, you whine about patriarchy and then bully them.

Because you went on a medical website and Wikipedia, and basically think everything on the list of symptoms was what you had.

Healthcare services are stretched, and we are facing a lot of problems right now with the British government.

There ate people stretched so much that they are taking their own lives, or wanting to.

And the government don’t care.

Advocating for mental health rights is better than acting like an edgy kid.

PTSD is not something you abuse either, I am a survivor of sexual abuse and rape by two men who were family. It’s horrible to live with.

There are solders and people, including men who are sexually abused who need real help.

You cannot get PTSD from twitter, and how dare you feel this is something you are entitled to use.

Suicide is always a last resort when someone is so desperate, they cannot see any way. It should not be used to get attention for the wrong reasons.

So next time you try to act like you are like us, think about the damage and progress being lost to stop the stigma.

Our government are forcing people with mental health problems into work, with no sympathy or care for the people they are doing this to. Making people do examinations, where they degrade and cause people to actually kill themselves because of the pressure.

There are people in Britain like myself who are on a very long waiting list for help, because our local authorities cannot afford to keep services open or to have the staff.

I’ve been on a 2 and a half year waiting list, and still haven’t been seen. And these as with myself are truly on the breaking point.

Mental health is disabling and a real disability that should not be abused, and it is sick that you do this and use it as an excuse to get attention for something you have little experience with nor truly care for the people who live with mental health problems everyday.

Mental health is no fairy tale, love story, or Disney movie. You take the good days as they come, and cope with the bad days as best as you can.

I am not saying this to be rude or nasty, or to people I know who blog about their mental health to bring awareness.

To those people, I am sorry if I seem hard and harsh. I didn’t mean to be.

My worries about project nudge.

I’m frightened, really frightened of this new nudge thing the government are using to experiment on the sick and disabled back to work.

My doctor is fabulous when it comes to my depression or anything I may have, she’s been with me every step of the way concerning getting my physical breakdown diagnosed. She’s been trying to get me higher on the therapy list, and finding alternatives.

I haven’t seen her in a while, and I do need to make an appointment because I think I need stronger antidepressants and to be referred to the assessment team.

But what I have heard about Nudge, it sounds like they are getting doctors involved to find you fit for work, as well as invading in on privacy.

Already feeling pressured to go back to work, and this news makes me frightened and absolutely petrified that they are going to put me in any old job and expect me to work.

I’m afraid of having another breakdown, and then being told I still need to go to work.

A lot of stuff is going around and around in my head, and I’m exhausted from it. I don’t want feel this way, but for me this is a normal part of my life worrying about things.

Not that I don’t want to go back to work, I just want to do it when I am ready. And find a job that is going to be supportive with my needs, and I don’t think the government want that to happen.

They are just going to make us do workfare, this is all just to make us slaves instead of depending on them.

And what about if I need a day off because I am in a bad way depression wise, are they going to make work through that or make me lose my job and be forced into JSA or some kind of reprogramming programme.

It sounds like they are not giving us all the details, and there are more sinister things ahead. As if they have plans for horrible things to happen if you don’t comply, and I’m guessing these involve no money, starving to death, prison, concentration camps.

I’m still suicidal and I want to get out of here, but at the same time I know this is what they want from me.

There is the fact that I to fight them, only I am so exhausted, and as u have said before I am loosing a little bit of fight everyday.

I don’t know what I can do to help stop this, I want to though.

Dear Iain Duncan Smith

Dear Iain Duncan Smith or your real name DR DEATH,

How can you justify cutting WRAG ESA claimants money to incentivized the ill, disabled and vulnerable?

What we need is more support to get into work, but you are cutting those too aren’t you, you disgusting excuse for a human being.

Do you know how harmful this is going to be? No because you don’t care, and you have an echo chamber of yes people which include Gideon Osborne and David Cameron.

Let’s just say DR DEATH, there are going to be more blood on your hands, thicker amounts that sticks to everything you touch.

I know you probably think this is a lie, or I’m treating you. But one day you will wake up in the morning and won’t be able to shake those thoughts from your mind, you will never have that feeling go away either.

There are people like myself who are on the brink of taking their own lives because of the pressure, good people who have done nothing wrong.

You are going to let them die of starvation and illness, you are going to cut off money that helps them pay rent and live safely.

The weird thing is, that I believe you feel food banks are good because of your slogan We’re all in this together’ which is complete bullcrap and you know this.

However you don’t care, because they don’t need your unearned money, it justifies your slogan, and lastly it is somewhere else you can bully people into work.

You sir are a sick and twisted individual, along with your Tory mates who bode the same in my opinion.

And now I am going to get personal with you, not in any way that involves me being anywhere near your disgusting self. But as in why this could be the last straw.

I already feel pressured into work, been feeling this way since starting with Maximus. But right now my mental health has declined so much, that I am starting to want to cut myself and kill myself.

You would know nothing about that would you, because you just think I am taking this, like you see everybody on ESA.

I have strong painkillers that I am holding on to, I even have a small will. And no I won’t let you touch any of it, or take any money. Because you don’t need it, my family need it more than you.

But getting back, everyday I wake up and a little bit of fight dies inside. I want to kill myself, I feel useless, I feel pressured and exhausted.

I sleep because it helps, and because I am so exhausted. But when i do, I see you and your friends faces laughing at me.

So now my paranoia is even become worse, I think everyone is laughing and the voices are starting.

How are people like this meant to work?

But we can’t get any treatment, because you royally dismantled the services available. A two and a half year waiting list, and that is if there are people who are not at the top of the queue because they are much worse than me.

So how are people meant to get better?

You don’t want them to, do you? You would rather see them suffer?

You and your friends are narcissistic psychopathic sociopaths, you are not humans but are disgusting and a disgrace to the human race.

I hope you enjoy hell when the time comes?