“It isn’t here, you must have dreamed you put it there. Are you suggesting that this is a knife I hold in my hand? Have you gone mad, my husband?” ~ Paula Alquist Anton, Gaslight, (1944)
For the first time since I started blogging this week I was organised enough to have worked out a blogging schedule. But then a boat load of crazy happened and everything went to pot. I hope to get everything back on track next week.
Everything has gone to pot because the popular national charity that I’m trying to extricate myself from working for has decided that they don’t recognise my illness as being a thing. They’ve also decided that they’ve never seen any of the sick notes I’ve submitted, and that this fiction entitles them not to pay me.
This is at the same time as asserting that they have done everything possible to help me to manage my disability.
The plan basically seems to be to stress out the person with the serious mental health problem to the point where she has to give up on trying to get them behave fairly in order to preserve the vestiges of her own sanity.
This time last week I was feeling so hopeless about this that I didn’t think that I had any options save jumping off the roof. This week they’ve gone so far that I’m actually livid.
Either way I need these charlatans out of my life.
This matter was supposed to be resolved before Christmas.
Make-Up & Mirtazapine 
SUch a load of crap from this group towards you — pull the cord as soon as you can, even if it means eating beans for a while. Their negativity is not worth fighting, if you can possibly just escape them. I hope you find a way!
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My lawyer reckons if I’m prepared to leave without pushing them to pay me anything I can be shut of them by the end of the week. Fingers crossed.
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Amen to that! Good luck!
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Thank you!
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awww sorry to read this, i hope things pick up for you I have missed seeing your musings x
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Thank you. x
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Wow, the irony of aggravating someone’s situation after there are known mental issues is mind boggling. Sorry to hear that you have to deal with this, especially after you have done all the right things to get help and support. Hang in there.
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Thanks. I guess they think if they make me ill enough I’ll go away. And they’re right.
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So I clicked on this link based off of the fact that I saw a RATM song referenced in the title, so I was excited. Sorry you’ve had a rough week with your employer. Hopefully everything works out for the best for you.
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Thanks. Sorry to disappoint you. He title is a subtle hint about the company, that now I think about it is going to be lost on anyone outside the UK.
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No need to apologize for disappointment. I tend to use subtle references in what I write that are lost on most people, typically intentionally. If that was your intent, you did it well.
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