The DWP and JobCentre are killing me

I have suffered from depression in the past. Over 30 years. But this time it is bad.

The Department of Work and Pensions and JobCentre have declared me fit for work after 8 months of waiting and a medical. I was hoping to get the enhanced rate of ESA so I can pay my bills and carry on with my business and cultural plans.

Now they are forcing me onto a course to get me back to employment under JSA whilst the mental health people in Lancashire are looking into my case.

My Job Advisor at the JobCentre seems to take pleasure in all of this. There is a German word for it: Schadenfreude. When I kill myself, I hope she will be satisfied 8-)

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