I Complained To West Midlands Police

I emailed West Midlands Police with all this, you know, somebody is responsible, it is not all coincidence, way too much has happened and it has gone on for way too long for it to be that.

They replied with a question.

WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE US TO DO ABOUT IT? 

I had sent them an email outlining...

Constant Hassle/Harrasment
Tresspass
Theft
Online Harrasment/intimidation
I dont know, Dereliction of duty? My doctor, the police officer and many other people/places.

There were a few other things in the list but i dont have access to that email account right now to copy and paste it.
I dont have the confidence to walk into a police station and start to try and explain this, like i had been told by a family member they will think i am crazy. I am paranoid, but i am far from crazy or stupid, common sense and logic!

I explained in the email how hard it had been for me to type it all up and send it to them, how my confidence was shattered and how low it made me feel, and they ask me what would i like them to do about it, WTF, are you serious?

Is that normal? you send an email asking, almost pleading for help from the police to the POLICE, the police you know, everything i have typed here on this blog i sent them, they replied,

WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE US TO DO ABOUT IT?

I replied listing the things above and more with the a simple statement, Do Your Job!

What more can you ask of a public body? Do your job.

Then again if they have something to hide then they wouldnt want to do their job would they.

Yes i am suggesting that certain police officers know all about this!
I read this on a force website:-
People who work in the police service should behave appropriately at all times. Expectations about the behaviour of both police officers and members of police staff are set out in their respective Standards of Professional Behaviour. These expectations include requirements to:

    Act with honesty and integrity, fairness and impartiality
    Treat members of the public and their colleagues with respect
    Not abuse their powers and authority
    Act in a manner that does not discredit or undermine public confidence in the police service

If you feel that someone working for the police has not met these standards, you can make a complaint. These types of complaints are dealt with under the Police Reform Act 2002.

Reading this and being confident that certain officers were aware and im fairly sure involved was what prompted me to email the police in the first place.

Even More Benefits Agency --- I Went To Sign On A Day Early

I Cant Blame Anyone For This But Myself!

But there is a complete lack of understanding or use of any real logic considering i went in a day early and the fact that DWP staff were taking industrial action.

So for the second time this year because of their refusal to have any kind of understanding, empathy, sympathy, compassion whatever, they have stopped my money.

Common Sense And Logic

How do you live your life, do you use the tv or radio as your calendar? 

Ian, the guy from DWP when asking why i had missed my signing day (i went a day early).

You should know what day it is! He was refering to the fact that we, the unemployed, should be keeping a log of our job search activity, which is all well and good and a fair point, but if you are writing and dating what format would you use for your dates?

Wednesday 16th October or 16/10/2014

I know which i use, i lost track of the day, im not the first person to ever do it, im sure i wont be the last.

Im a single man, i live on my own have no social life or friends and spend most of my time on my own, I have no real cues as to the day, only the date, there is no-one around me, no conversation nothing, its a sad, pathetic truth.

I went to sign on on what i thought was my normal day but due to there being industrial action i was told by a security guard to go home i dont need to sign and that any payment i am due would be sent to me, which was fine on the face of it.

That was Wednesday afternoon, i normally sign on a Thursday, it wasnt until Thursday night when i switched the radio on to listen to my local football teams radio show which is on a Friday night that i realised i had somehow gained a day and it was Thursday night and not Friday (the show wasnt on).

If there had been no industrial action my mistake would have been spotted by a member of staff who would have told me i had come in a day early and that I should go home and come back tomorow which would have been my normal signing day.


My Sanction Has Just Come Into Effect
So i go to sign on my normal day and i enquire about the sanction explaining all of the above, the advisor i spoke to was trying to justify my sanction by quoting times and dates on the computer that were totally inaccurate, he didnt like being corrected, then proceeded to talk down to me, was really patronising and condescending and reverted to justifying the sanction by commenting on the fact i was long term unemployed and because of this my sanction wouldnt be overturned.


A few ifs.

If there had been no industrial action, i would not have made the mistake (i would of but it would of been spotted)!
If i wasnt living such a shambolic and pathetic life, my mind wouldnt have been so far away.
If I hadnt been screwed over completely i wouldnt be in the situation i currently find myself.

In My Flat

Yes i am paranoid but im not fkin stupid! Way too much has happened for it all to be coincidence!

Just simple comments, you know nothing out of the ordinary until you put them with events.

Nasty Pasty
Thats what my neighbour called me the day after i ate a pasty that made me sick, she called it me after a little banter a laugh, funny thing is she had never called it me before or called it me since. I bought a couple of pasties from Sainsburys, both went into the freezer i had one, then a few days later i had the second. It was the second that made me sick, it had been tampered with, i noticed a mark on the pastry, was a v or an n shape, didnt really think anything of it, just cooked the pasty and started to eat it, second or third bite in i was sick, it made me gagg terribly, horrible feeling.
I never said anything to anyone or make any comment about it, just one of those things, until she said that, not the first smart ass comment nor the last, ok on its own coincidence.

Missing pictures.
Unemployed and bored one thing i did try to do was draw, i had a picture i had done of my daughter, a copy of an out of perspective photo, it wasnt great but i had drawn it and it was of my daughter, i used to have it in the frame of my mirror, then moved my mirror to the living room and didnt want the picture there, my living room was smart and tidy, it just didnt look right having a drawing in the mirror. I put it in a kitchen cupboard, then decided i was going to put it in a frame, could i find it? Nope, its not like i would of thrown it away, it was a drawing i had done of my daughter, not brilliant but i had drawn it and was pleased with it. Amazing, it just disappeared.
Another one, i used the coaster with the cute picture of Audrey Hepburn on to copy, i was really pleased with it i had copied a 3inch coaster onto a4 paper and done a really good job, i was proud of it, but someone decided it would be fun to go over the outline with a heavy pencil, really spoiled the finish.
We used to have a doberman dog, he wasnt your typical doberman, he was huge, massive, i had a picture of him with my mums ex boyfriend struggling to stand over him he was about 6`3, it was a great picture it put the dog and his size into perspective. That was lying around in my flat and just disappeared. Nowhere to be found, crazy i am, maybe, but im not fucking stupid!

The Coaster
I had a coaster and mug with images of Audrey Hepburn on, i broke the mug a while ago and the coaster was always in the same spot in my kitchen, then one day it disappeared. I didnt move it, hadnt ever used it as a coaster it just disappeared. Some really weird things have gone on in my flat.
Do you want some coasters? My neighbour asked me if i wanted some coasters, funny that, around the same time that the coaster went missing and the same neighbour that commented about the pasty.

The Tv
I came home one day and my tv was on, im pretty careful about these things, out of work and skint, i couldnt afford to leave it on, and im not that absent minded. Maybe it was just an oversight, but with all the other things i dont think so.

The Quilt
The quilt. I had a winter quilt, my brother and his wife bought it for me for xmas or birthday a few years ago, it was just nice in the winter but way too hot in the summer.
Not long ago, i started to notice  i was feeling cold in bed, couldnt understand it, then it hit me how light my quilt felt, it just didnt feel right. I took it out of the cover and was looking at a skanky horrible dirty lightweight summer quilt, ok maybe im mistaken, how about this? I occasionally smoke in bed and one night knocked the end off my cigarette, i didnt see it at first, then realised but was a little too late, i had burnt a hole through my quilt cover and into my quilt.
The holes lined up perfectly, the quilt cover and the quilt the burn marks lined up. I still have and did use that quilt cover, wtf, where is the burn hole in my quilt? Yes im crazy, seriously?
Its cold in the bedroom, comment of a neighbour talking about her bedroom, yes im paranoid, but put that with the above. Lots and lots of comments and coincidences all lining up with each other.

Hair in the kitchen.
Yes a hair oh no not a hair, yes a hair. Im pretty clean in the kitchen, its one of the places in the house where hygiene comes before anything else. I went out with a couple of plates in the sink, i came home went into the kitchen to do the dishes, and in the sink was a long thick black hair, it couldnt of come from anyone associated with me, i dont have many friends, wouldnt trust anyone to do anything in my kitchen and of the people that had been welcomed into my flat none had long black hair, i kept it. but its a bit shorter now i caught it with a scourer cleaning up and managed to save a short piece of it. Paranoid, yes, stupid, fucking hell no!

Sugar/poisoned
Yes, absolutely, 100% certain this was responsible for my visit to the doctors.
Paranoid, yes, stupid, hell no!

Crumbs in my bed
Oh yes seriously, i dont eat in bed, not food anyway (any single ladies?), poor joke, this stuff isnt funny.
My mum had a stomach operation, i stayed at hers every night for two weeks to help her out, cook clean all the stuff if you had the time you would do.
I would come home just for clothes and check my post.
When she was well enough to look after herself i went home to stay at mine. first night back i get into bed and there are fucking bits of biscuit/crumbs of sorts all over my bed, i wouldnt dream of eating them in my bed for that very reason, wtf, yes im paranoid im not stupid.
Oh yes, guess what more smart arse comments from a neighbour concerning biscuits, it seems there is a comment for every action against me.

Ruined Coat
Im skint and have to spend my money wisely, i always trawling the charity shops looking for bargains. I volunteered in a shop in earlsdon, had a good relationship with the manageress who understood my situation (how skint i was), she used to help me out with prices, little discount or a bogof, so a decent coat came in, i was always fussy about condition, no tears cuts stains marks or anything else i wouldnt buy it, basically it had to be like new.
This day i bought the coat, like new condition, not a mark on it, wear it a couple of times, nice coat good fit. So i grab my coat to go out and right down the front zip cover are 2 small marks, orangish, something that would stand out instantly if you tried the coat on you couldnt miss it.
No i dont use strong bleach, if i did i wouldnt be using it wearing my jacket.
Just like that a perfect coat is no longer perfect, i wouldnt have fucking bought it in that condition. I am paranoid, im not fucking stupid!
The blood

Vacuum
My vac got damaged, you know you push it you pull it, no pressure you use it and put it away, same as always. Ok use it monday its all fine, use it tuesday and the handle is cracked almost falling off. Wtf, yes it was perfect the last time i used it, but now its not? Come on FFS.


R U IN
Text i was sent by a neighbour, you know the biscuits and the quilt neighbour.
This is what some folks have been determind to do to me, they probably have just about succeeded, this has been going on for long time, i have kind of become accustomed to it, i have buried my head in the sand and let it go, but im not going to give in, and i am going to list every little thing i can remember.

i`ll just keep adding to it as i remember.

Im A Liar Said The Reverand

Paul the Preacher called me a liar!

The alarm bell was right under my bed.

 I live above a church, when i first moved in there used to be regular residents meetings in the church with housing and church officials.
Not long after moving in, the alarm downstairs starts to play up, going off constantly and nobody wanting to take responsibility for it, i spent hours on the phone over time to the council the police housing the alarm company, none of them could sort anything out, nobody could get it turned off, this didnt just happen once it was every couple of weeks, nobody wanted to accept any kind of responsibility.
So we have a meeting in the church, housing officials, residents the church minister or whatever he was, i bring up the problem with the alarm, mentioning one night in particular where i had made over 30 calls to different people Council (Environmental Health) local police the alarm company all the right people, the two ladies that worked downstairs and one church representative were apparently key holders at the time and refusing to answer their phones.
I asked the alarm company telephone op for reference numbers for my complaint, i asked the EH to make sure my calls were logged, this had gone on for way too long and i was getting fed up with my sleep being disturbed so badly. The alarm bell was right under my bedroom.
Anyway im explaining the situation to the minister, all the calls, no-one answering or coming out to turn off the alarm, all the places ive phoned, you know a long list of calls till 4 or 5 in the morning, yes the alarm is still ringing, it never silences, even now. I explain it perfectly, his reply, the minister from the church, i find that really hard to believe, you know, im lying, all that couldn't possibly have happened, he wouldnt/couldnt accept it, i must be talking shit, this is the church leader calling me a liar!
So i get his email address and email him all the numbers and people i had called, the reference numbers, all the relevant information needed to show that i was telling the truth and not talking shit, i would of thought that acknowledgement and some kind of apology for pretty much calling me a liar, you know, sorry this shouldnt have happened.
Did he?
Nope, did he reply, nope, didnt even acknowledge the fact that i had sent him the email. How embarrassing is that, if i think ive offended you in the slightest i will do my best to apologise at the first opportunity, this is a church leader not even acknowledging it.
Hassles with the alarm, constant, the bell was right under my bedroom, it didnt disturb anyone else, it could only just be heard from the hall or living room but in the bedroom it was like an alarm clock going off.

From The Doctors

Dr I C Agarwal & Dr R Bano 

City of Coventry Health Centre, Stoney Stanton Road, Hillfields, Coventry, CV1 4FS 

All comments below are regarding Dr Bano.

Duty Of Care?

I have doubled up in agony with chest pains a few times, really sharp stabbing pains, seriously thought i was having a heart attack, i went to the doctors on two different occasions about my chest pains and obvious circulation problems.

On the first occasion i explaind to the doctor i was having pains in my chest, sharp stabbing pains pains which genuinely felt like it was my heart. She took my blood pressure, told me there was nothing to worry about and showed no interest at all.


The next time i went, i had just had a cup of tea, i sat on the settee and my head started spinning, i couldnt focus properly, was struggling to talk, couldnt think clearly, my extremeties were cold and clammy to touch, my balance had gone, i couldnt walk straight, it was a struggle to walk and move in general, i nearly fell over just walking to the doctors, i had to balance myself on a lamppost, it could have been anything, my heart, an allergic reaction to something maybe even poison (this (sugar)).

I live within 1 minutes walking distance of my doctors, it took me no time to get there, still showing the signs, i was white as a ghost, couldnt talk to the receptionist properly and i felt like i was about to pass out,  went straight in to see the doctor, tried explaining how i was feeling, still struggling to talk and focus.


She listened, did no examination at all, asked me what i thought the problem could be and proceeded to tell me to go home and take some paracetamol.
Im not a doctor, but it was obvious there was something wrong, who knows what, some sort of circulation problem? She didnt care, absolutely no interest at all, just go home and take some paracetamol, bearing in mind i was still struggling to speak and focus all the time i was with her.

I Have A Lump In My Stomach
I used to work out daily, mutigym and sit ups, while doing the sit ups i noticed a lump in my stomach. I went to see my doctor about it, told her how i found it, she had a look and said there was nothing there and that my stomach looked perfectly normal.

Absurd  
She asked how many sit ups i do and then proceded to tell me to cut the number down by two thirds?
Wtf, my stomach looks perfectly normal to her, cant see anything wrong yet she is telling me to cut down the number of sit ups i do, what gives?

Annual Medical Check Up
A week later i have a general health/medical check up at my doctors surgery, this time done by a nurse, i asked her about it, she could see nothing either.
Neither my doctor nor the nurse could see anything.

This is two profesionally trained medicals both refused to acknowledge an obvious lump in my stomach, not yes we can see it and it is nothing to worry about, just an outright no, there is nothing there.
I could see an obvious lump, my neigbour could see an obvious lump, the manageress and assistant in the charity shop i volunteered in could see an obvious lump that looked far from perfectly normal, this is to untrained eyes, you know no medical training or anything but 4 people could see an obvious lump, yet the medically trained doctor and nurse could see absolutely nothing.

It could of been anything you know, there is a history of cancer in my family, i have lost 4 very close relatives to cancer and currently have 3 that have survived various forms of cancer, i was genuinely worried for my health, who wouldnt be given the circumstances and family history.

I ended up getting a referal for a scan after complaining to the surgery manager and found that apparently it was a deformed/twisted stomach muscle, or so they told me, cant remember the exact terminology.

A doctor and a nurse could see nothing, something staring them in the face they couldnt see it, serious questions need to be asked, this isnt a one off, this is everywhere i go, absolutely everything i do or try to do.
There Is An External Influence Everywhere To Everything I Do!
You see what i am suggesting here?
Think we need to get in touch with Dr. O, what do you think, remember her, she cut you off!

One Agency

Due to being out of work I had registered with various agencies looking for work.

Just before Christmas 2007, after being out of work for around 12mnths one of the agencies i registered with called with a temporary position at the post office, made an appointment to go into their offices to finalise the details, i went into the agency got my id card hi vis vest and boots, I was looking forward to working and having some money for Christmas, but the day before i was due to start i got a phone call saying i couldn't start as i had failed the security checks, i have no convictions of any merit, certainly none that could justify me not getting a temp job at the post office. I have one for fighting when i was 18, nearly 30 years ago.

I had been out of work for a while was desperate and really looking forward to working before Christmas, just to have a little money to spend, the day before i was due to start at least 10 days after they had given me the work clothes they call me!
Talk about disappointing, the day before.

I used to run a bouncy castle and inflatable hire company with my brother, I managed to pass the security checks to deliver a bouncy castle for the then prime minister at Chequers and spend the day there with my daughter and nephew (they were invited into the party had a swim in the pool) while his friends and family used the bouncy castle for his sons birthday party.

I managed to clear what i am sure would be much more stringent security checks for that, yet failed a security check for a two week temporary job at the post office.

There has to be something wrong there!
Too much bad luck and many bad attitudes for it all to be coincidence.
This has been constant hassle and harassment everywhere with everything i do.
Anything to make life as hard as possible for me.

All Kinds Of Crazy I Am

Im Crazy, Or So They Tell Me

Maybe i am a little crazy, lets be honest, who isnt, i am definitely paranoid and absolutely not stupid, although sometimes a bit of an idiot.

The keys to my flat, from the first week of being here i was/am sure someone had entered my flat on many, many occasions. I talked about it with family and a woman i thought i could trust, wasted my time there then didnt i, i should have just gone to the police with it, but heres the thing, this is one of the things that convinces me that they (the police) have had major involvement in everything that has happened to me over god knows how many years.

I talked about going to the police, the press anything to get it sorted, 2 close family members and a close friend (well i thought she was) advised against it, they will think you are crazy and wont be interested was the answer.

Funny thing is, to me, if i had someone that i was close to that seemed to be suffering in that way or thinking like that, i would make some kind of effort to find out what the exact problems were, not try to convince them they are crazy and that no one will believe you, and if you go to the police they wont be interested because your crazy! That was the first time i spoke to anyone about it, well all three of them in the space of a couple of weeks, whats even funnier, they have never once asked me about it since, not a question not a care, no how are you, no jokes nothing, its like i never mentioned anything to them, nothing happened, hhmmmm really!

But plenty of smart arsed comments about other things that had happened, nothing outright, just indirect comments which were obviously about shit that had happened!

I am paranoid 

I AM NOT STUPID!!!

Suicidal - How You Made Me Feel

I felt so low, you know, really low, as low as you could imagine it was possible to feel.
Crazy, just before i lost my license i decided enough was enough, i couldnt cope with life, i couldnt cope with anything. It was killing me, my life, how you were making me feel was killing me.
I got up, put on my grandads watch (theres another story, the jewellers) and went for a walk down the woods, this was going to be my last walk, my last breath, my last everything, i had decided that your shit in my life just wasnt worth it. So down the woods over to the train tracks waiting and watching the trains, i sat there for a while with the watch in my hand just thinking, contemplating life, trying to make sense of all the shit, i had already decided i was going to jump in front of a train just not sure which one, i just sat there, and decided on the 7th train (fuck knows why the 7th) i was going to jump, they came they went, dont know what happened (clarity) but i started to think about the two boys my exes mum had fostered, both of their parents had commited suicide within a week of each other leaving the boys devasted, two sad sorry little boys who had just lost both parents in the most selfish of fashions. It was that, them, what they had to go through, seeing it first hand pretty much, and thinking how my daughter would react, how the people closest would feel and suffer(?)
There was no way on this earth i could ever do that, no matter what, no matter how bad i felt, how bad things were that was just a bull/chickenshit way out.

Things havnt got any better, infact they got worse, i dont feel any better, im still a mess, my life is a total mess, but there is no way i could do that.

That is how you made me feel.

External Influences

Absolutley everywhere with everything I have done for as long as i can remember.

All Sorts Of Crazy I Am

 I was always online, gaming, reading or playing poker and have had some pretty nasty shit said to me, from comments about a relative committing suicide by hanging, to someone threatening to kill me, my brother and my big fat bitch of a mum, all sorts of crazy shit going back a long time.

How about names, now this next bit is crazy, sounds crazy, reads crazy, maybe i can make the connection.
I commented about something online it was a throwaway comment nothing really, about there being one thing missing, i used to use a name on a poker site thtwsbldylky (that was bloody lucky).

One of my neighbours is Chinese and her English is very poor, although better than she makes out i think, not long after she moved in she asked me to look at a letter for her, she didn't understand it properly, the name on the letter Miss Ing. one thing missing.
Blood in my bathroom, not from me, two tiny little specs just by my mirror. thtwsbldylky
My neighbour next to the chinese woman is called lucky, ive had things stolen from my flat thtwsbldylky she works at the doctors where i am in the process of typing out the complaint letter i sent to them about my doctor called doctor Bano (Driving Ban) talk about an incompetant doctor! thtwsbldylky

No Job
The Future
Two names used at the same time i was online.
Jeeze, i have screenshots of quite a few names all relevant to me and things happening in my life sat at the same table as me while playing poker, coincedence, nope!

No roof, the streets, urnuthin  recently, im on the verge of being evicted from my flat, and these names pop up playing poker, traceroute allways hangs at the same point, time to post my ip i think ask someone for help?
    
Crazy shit hey?
People told me i was crazy, it was all in my mind, lets get it right, as much as some folks need for me to believe that i am crazy or that its all just coincedence, nope sorry, no way, i am an intelligent man. I am paranoid as hell, conspiracy theories and all that, come on, delusional, nope, ive never seen or heard so much bullshit in all my life, the more i type the more i remember the more confident im getting that justice will be done!
    
Mental Fucking Torture!

And More Benefits Agency

I had been signing on for a while, at the time you used to have to select particular sectors you would like to work in, you had to choose three, i cant remember all three that i had chosen at the time, i think they were IT, web design and something to do with cooking maybe trainee chef/cook, something along them lines.

The advisor i had at the time was very arrogant, not a nice man, very impatient, rude and to me he seemed as though his job as far as i was concerned was just to put me down, he wasn't very supportive not very receptive, really didn't care unless he was trying to put me down or criticise my job search efforts. So im sitting there explaining what i had done to search for work, searched online various websites, walked the local industrial estates asking at virtually every unit, and the jobs pages in the local paper. All fair to me and anyone else, decent places to look for work, the local paper used to have between 1&2k jobs one night a week, for everyone else this is an acceptable place to look, for him, this wasn't good enough, he started ranting at me about how the paper was a waste of time and i shouldn't be using it, like there hundreds more local options and the telegraph was the worst of them all.

The guy was wrong on so many levels, for the duration of me signing and him being my advisor it just felt like he was there to attack and belittle and make me look and feel stupid, he succeeded!

Anyway his attitude was aweful, i asked for one of my work choices to be changed on the computer i didn't want the cooking/chef thing, i asked him to change it for over a month, maybe 2 months, he didnt, he changed the subject, made excuses but at no point did he make any effort to change my options. Then out of the blue he gave me an application form for a vacancy at a pizza shop, this is after nearly two months of me asking for that to be removed from my options, i didnt fill it in i didnt apply, then had my money stopped again, because i didnt apply for a job they insisted i apply for even after weeks of asking for that option to be changed.

More Benefits Agency

Omline Harrasment.

After signing for a while i was moved to a different department and given a regular advisor.
I was given my first appointment with her in Oct a few years back at a particular time and date

I used to play poker online, nothing serious, i was out of work, alone, single with not a lot else to do, I had just gotten home from the benefits office having just been given details of my first appointment with my new advisor.
I went online to play a little poker within minutes of logging in i had comments in the chat box from somebody unknown giving me all the information regarding my appointment, time, date, who with and a sarcastic comment about how lucky she was.

Private And Confidential
This is private and confidential, information not in the public domain so nobody should of had access to it, how could they get that?

Privacy laws/data protection, they had/have no right to take that information and use it in any way, especially online in a public forum.

Benefits Agency

We Understand, We Are Understanding, Ahhh Sod It, No We`re Not!

I had sick notes from the doctor which i handed in at the Benefits Agency which they accepted no problem. After my second or third note they sent someone around to my flat for a medical check, this  came at a really bad time for me, i bottled it, my nerves got the better of me and i didnt answer the door, which meant i was sanctioned had my money stopped, this was fair enough I guess, you know they have procedures to follow.

After my sanction my money was reinstated and they were quite understanding, acknowledging my depression and the fact that i wasnt in a good place, but claimed they could no longer accept the sick notes from the doctor for the same complaint within six months of my last claim, they put notes on the system regarding my job search requirements which had been cut back to the minimum, they were accepting and understanding that i was in a bad place and were not going to put any pressure on me.
    
I had appointments on a regular basis, attended most on time, occasionally late, missed a couple but that was accepted, there were times when i just forgot or didn't feel like going out or just couldn't face the outside world, i then missed another one, i just couldn't be bothered, not because i was being lazy or difficult it was just the way i felt, i couldn't be bothered to do anything at the time, i never left my flat never went anywhere never spoke to anyone, spent all my time on my own afraid of the world because of how it had made me feel, so they stopped my money again, no warning, no questions, no understanding, i went to sign on on my usual day and was told that i couldn't, that my money had been stopped or words to that effect, i cant remember the exact word for word description of what had happened, I got upset, not loud or aggressive or anything untoward, upset almost crying, i was filling up as i commented to the advisor that i cant handle this shit, he dint say anything i got up and walked away.
I received a text a day or two later confirming what i had all ready been told that my money was being stopped again.

This is after months of them being understanding and being patient with me, then out of the blue its like nope sorry we don't give a shit were going to stop your money, they knew i had personal problems, had had problems with my rent previously knew the consequences of my money being stopped.
    
Im now in my flat with no money, no food, had no gas for weeks and have very little electric, into the pennies, my rent isnt being paid i have had a warning letter telling me that i will be evicted if it isnt paid, ahh well, thats my answer, ahh well. SHIT HAPPENS, constantly.
Yes i could try and get some sort of help, but based on passed experiences all of the agencies that should have been able to help me when i have needed it have never been able to provide any, the council the CAB and others, when i have had legitimate problems that they could have given me assistance with they never have on more than one occasion.

Pertemps

At Pertempts, part of my long term unemployment back to work program, you know a government sponsored get off your lazy ass scheme!

Used to go weekly for about an hour, applied for a few jobs, never really got anywhere.

This one week i had seen a couple of vacancies that would of been good for me, talked to my advisor about updating my cv prior to applying he would then forward it on to the relevant companies. As agreed i updated my cv and emailed it to him, next appointment i asked if he had forwarded my cv for the job applications, he said yes.
Cool, no problem!

I asked him what he thought about the changes i had made, he said hold on i`ll just get it up on the system.
He looks for it, but cant find it, all the relevant storage places you know the place he would have had to save it to to check it and forward it as agreed.
LOL he couldnt find, no surprises there then.

So he`s looking a little embarrassed trying to find it, then goes through his inbox. and low and behold there is my email with attachment unopened.
Oh and guess what, he hadnt forwarded it!
No wonder im fucking long term unemployed.
Loads more shit to type up about these so called government sponsored back to work schemes.