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Everything has gone to shit, even more than usual. My achilles is effed up again, my landlady is taking all her frustrations out on me and making the house awkward and uncomfortable and the absolute icing on the cake - I got a letter from the DWP saying that due to a backlog they are more delayed with getting through claimants appeals and assessments and it looks like my finances won't be fixed soon and I'll be relying on help from mutual aid for longer. Which is pretty terrifying considering how not only I but many others who use mutual aid are finding responses dwindling and more difficult to come by. What is the point of living like this? I wish it was all over. I don't know just how bad my achilles actually is yet, it's inflamed, hot and painful but when it gets like this it tends to worsen for a while, so I don't yet know how debilitating it's going to be. I can't bear the thought of being trapped indoors for months again, it's absolutely devastating to mental health to be a prisoner unable to get out. Walking outside is one of the few things that makes life bearable. The only other thing I've got is music, I've always been a big fan of rock and metal and have taken refuge in it during problems, but when I fell into financial ruin I ended up having to sell most of my CDs (and got an absolute pittance for them, much less than they were worth). So now it's quietly listening with poor sound quality on youtube instead of putting headphones in and blasting it up. And god, the endless stress of finances. Why can't I just have a fatal heart attack or something?
Goodness that's a lot, comrade. Is the backlog letter saying they're pushing your benefit evaluation further out than the start of next year? I'm so sorry it's just been one thing after another with that, you really haven't caught any breaks. Hopefully your tendon flare up settles quickly, and doesn't keep you tied down for too long.
Yes, they're estimating an extra 6 months wait (though it could be before that). When, like now, this happens during an appeal, it makes life much more difficult. When it happens prior to a normal reassessment, it's good. If you're in receipt of your benefits and they add an extra length of time before reassessing you, it means you keep getting paid for that extra time. But if you're appealing and not being paid, it means extra time without money.
Thanks for the moral support.
6 months is a ridiculously long time to add for waiting on an appeal. I really hope it doesn't get to that time period, you've waited so long already. Fuck these useless systems of oppression, it should all be razed back to the soil they stand on.
It might not actually be that long. When they do an extension, they make it 6 months automatically but it could be sooner than that. I hope so, anyway.
Me too, love