Job Centre time

To cut a very long and boring story short, last year, I had a job that made me feel worthless and I got divorced. Cue depression. I’m not talking about the “oh I can’t be bothered” type ennui. I mean actual, thinking of ending it all depression.
My GP was amazing and I ended up on medication, signed off from work and having counseling.
Fast forward a year and I’m studying part time, still struggling with the depression, still medicated and on benefits.
Today, I have to go to the job centre to meet with my personal advisor, I’ve met her once before. I believe I should have had more dealings with her by now but as it took Atos almost 4 months to make a decision following my medical, I’ve been left to get on with things myself.
I am now worried that this advisor has turned into an evil dragon since I last saw her and will decide that I am a worthless human. However, having worked in a job centre myself I know that rarely happens!
I don’t cope overly well with being told what to do at the moment, I’m trying to regain my “old me” and that takes most of my energy. I know I’m probably worried about nothing but I’ve been left to my in devices since January and am worried this may now bite me in the butt!
Now I’ve got that off my chest, I’d best get up from under my snuggly duvet and get myself ready for the day ahead.


Reading week

So, schools have half term, University has reading week. This does sound pretty much like it is, you catch up on any reading you need to do, or other work come to that. You can also use it as a time to get a start on the next few weeks work. Have I done that? Nope! I spent the first few days with a shocking headache, met up with two other students to go through some work and putting off housework. Tomorrow is the day for doing all the stuff I’ve been putting off…honest!