In the meanwhile

I went home but the letter I had been waiting for still hadn't arrived, so it was another trek up to the office. The system has left me high and dry, and done all the things which are bad for autistic people. Then it was down to the other office to see what they were doing, and they've sorted things out their side. I've emailed my social worker for help. I can't deal with things when my brain is this overloaded. Then it was off to my appointment. That didn't happen because the person I went to see didn't feel like talking. That was fine by me. I didn't fancy talking either.