I've been having quite a time of it lately. My autism is not always apparent to other people, as I tend to 'wear a mask' in the outside world, with the intention of going about my business quite un-noticed. My mask hides the things I struggle with, from those I come into contact with. Sometimes the mask won't come off, for example when I hide what I'm thinking from those who really ought to know about it. As a result I tend to 'slip through the net' time and time again, when in reality those people and systems that are supposed to be there for me do not spot the telltale signs, owing to the lack of a searching question or two on the part of the service provider. So here I am, still trying to resolve my long-standing, ongoing issues with H.M Government's agencies.
Then on top of that, I have been told that my landlord intends to sell my flat, so I am going to be given my marching orders. Initially that piece of news came as a devastating blow, but not anymore. My support worker is fucking brilliant. It look like I'm going to get something better at the end of it. I'm going to be really hacked off if the landlord changes his mind.
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