Oct 27, 2009 17:08
This week has consisted mainly of sleep and playing with kittens. I rang in sick yesterday cos I was very anxious and just couldn't face work. I have been like taht for a while. Last THursday I cried in the bathroom at work which is so not good especially working with people with mental health issues. I was feeling really hypocritical yesterday .. how can I 'support' people when I am in bits and can't look after myself at the moment? So I went to the GP cos I was very tearful and didn't feel right...and got signed off for two weeks. I feel quite guilty being signed off sick but I am quite relieved cos I am drained and I have to be honest and I really can't cope just now,
I thought I was going to get holiday money from my agency and was entitled to stautory sick pay but as it happens I am not so I am fucked... I did what I have never wanted to: I signed on. My claim for Employment & Support Allowance (aka incapacity benefit) has been accepted but now it's being sent to the processing centre and I have no idea how long it'll take. Seemingly I might be able and entitled to othere benefits like Housing & Council Tax benefits. Hope so,... I do feel bad but as some people have wisely said, it is my taxes I have paid getting back to me... better me,who is genuinely unwell & needs a break before ending up in hospital or fuck one of my service users up, than a stick-wearing bugger that has been enjoying my taxes for x # of years...
ION. Getting to Whitby on Thursday at 3... with no money but hey!:)