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.