I have various people on my team supposedly helping through my depression, and other issues I have. They requested I go into a care facility for a one month stay. Which I agreed to fully expecting to return home about one month after. As soon as I mover in to the place there attitudes changed. All of a sudden I had to stay in the supported accommodation. Because I was not going to be supported in my home. Even though the support I need is available from various agencies. Around Melbourne by various counsels or privet agencies. Providing attendant care and home help. I believe I should be eligible for funding for disability. I have raised this with the people who are my advisers. But get caned every time I am not consulted. About the decision I am told just sit back do as we say. When your ready we will help more then. The plan i am not consulted on it's not working it's just stagnating. My family are no help. I am that fed up where I am. I am rely contemplating ending it all my life has no meaning in here. Just a worthless piece of meat that gets treated like a 3 year old. I know a warehouse full of stuff. That no one can now use. I cannot help anyone in here not even myself I'm not aloud.
Besides being wrapped up in red tape, how are things?
I tend to agree with Paul, any chances of getting yourself a nominated person or an advocate to help you through everything. This includes stopping the rent payment on the housing unit. Does your state have an advocacy service? (More red tape - sorry).
Harrr me hearties captn Paul if I could talk captain Kerk his self ta be there they wouldn't care. It's someone neutral. I have asked pleaded on my hands and knees. Pleading my case. So much so I have no knees left and I am only more stressed. To the point it is effecting me physically. When stressed I break out in a rash on my face and Body. Plus the stress shows up in my attitude I start getting very short with people who are really helping, because I get short with them they don't want to help. which puts me further back than when I started. It has been pointed out unbeknown to me because I have to pay rent in two places I get a rebate for one and a hardship deduction as well. Dam cheep rent on the unit. because I have a fridge running at the unit it uses stuff all power. as for the gas they charge $36 service fee pay early $31 then I have the mobile phone which I use sparingly but it still costs me. Because I don't have mobility scooter its taxis every where $$$$$$$ hiring a scooter $$$$$$$$$ medications I am still paying for my sons meds
The coordinator is slowing down the process by months. If we had done it my way The spring clean would have been done all ready and the scooter further along than where it is. Plus all house modifications would be almost complete. But the way she is doing it on so many side tracks. Then finding the shortcuts after she finishes that I was showing her in the beginning. The she wonders Why i get frustrated with her. Then loose my temper, I keep telling her to listen. She has to do it her way. It doesn't matter about my mental health. I can go mad anywhere.
Everything is going against me Even Though I just found out I have got the scooter. The support coordinator is now telling me she cannot get the house cleaned by the cleaners because No one will be there independent to support me. So now I have l left instructions to just find someone who will do the job. Or all the work we have done and waiting for this and that. In total 5 years Three of them in here. So near and yet so far, from being able to get home. they keep dangling that piece of cheese just out of reach. Well if they don't get me home soon. I will pull a Cornelia " You are the Weakest Link......... Good bye"or the apprentice " YOUR FIRED!!!!"
There back with their speed humps. Just as you get all the duckies in a great looking line up some bureaucratic pain comes along and throws a spanner in the works. Oh what now says me. The office of housing want me to move house To points unknown. I refuse To go High rise I have seen what goes on plus lift break downs. It could be some time next century when I am out of here. I will be dead and pushing up daisy's. Yet again some one has found away of stopping me from getting home
