I had my meeting with the family support group people today.
The only thing I wish, they would get is I might have mental health problems but it doesn’t me stupid. I am actually highly intelligent, well at times.
I am well aware the chances of me getting a social house is limited. I am also aware that I am limited in what I can do. I am also aware, I have done everything possible that can be done. I have some of the best advisors in my friends, some who have been through this before, can give me advice.
The best way to get the knowledge is to speak to people who have been through this before.
But other than feeling patronised I thought it went well, I sent them off to talk to the council about housing. With the words but they can’t do anything at the moment.
But they seem to think they could do things, I shall await the phonecall telling me they can’t, till Monday.
This does mean things are finally on the move, I got another letter from a different councillor who has spoken to the housing officer, who will look into my case again.
I must admit the poor housing officer is being pulled in all directions from a lot of people on my behalf and I haven’t even started properly yet.