Well you don’t. You couldn’t fucking take it. Your not fucking strong enough to hear from everyone you turn to for help:
“…what is for others, is not for you…”
It doesn’t matter if you are trying to report Social Services for abuse, go to the Council for Safeguarding, or even report it to the fucking police.
Even though I knew I was different from the first week at school, it took until 2012 to get diagnosed as Autistic – also ADHD.
When I went running back, almost proudly as I finally had the proof that I thought would get me accepted by family, my mum’s sister came out with an amazing admission.
One, that if she had said 30 years ago, might have stopped me living this amazing life that I have.
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On Thursday I received a call from the Court, finally acknowledging that it accepts I am not typical and need help, only to put the ownus of explaining what help onto me.
This caused a massive implosion, which I am only just pulling myself back together from, three bottles of Burborn and but a couple of hours sleep per night, now. I have had a go at writing such an account. The game changer is what the users of Twitter did to help me through this time.
In true ADHD style, instead of doing the work I should be, I’m coming up with things to do that can justify not doing it.
Which means moving The Life, Autistic to this server, as that is really a project of the whole idea.
However, think the real reason is that new server allows better choice of font. Oh yeah, baby!
Please excuse the rushnessed of this, I have so much information I’ve just gone into autistic overload at the thought I could be providing information to people whom deserve help – as thats what I’ve spent the last few years investing my life towards.
Had to take them off, if I am to become more than I was I need to learn from past mistakes.
All the pressure of sorting out money, being told I was getting it, to then not, to then being patronised has to have an effect on me, so I did as little as I could.
Which means I must have still done something just damned if I knew what.
ive missed out to so much of life over the last few years I am a dange to myself. i can’t can’t s,eep,
After being told by slater her, Gordon not to use twitter to contact them again, I managed to get stuff done.
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Dear Sir or Madam,
I have made numerous attempts to find out what is going on with the claims that I made a significant time ago.
I have pointed out, in the three or four emails sent, that I am no longer at the address on the papers and that the person I put down as my contact is no longer my contact.
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