Banks, Benefits, Bubble Wrap and Bottoms

Posted in Blah Day, Depression, Loneliness, Mental Health, Not Coping, Personal on Feb 08, 2008

It’s been a bloody weird week!

Most of it has been spent darting round the house keeping an eye on eBay auctions - and then camped out on my butt in my store/bedroom packing up over 150 items of my past into small bubble-wrapped packages. I should be used to losing things by now, especially after the mass exodus of my possessions last year, but it still hurts when I see my past being shipped off to locations all over the UK, Europe and the world. I can see how many would see this as a cathartic experience, but it’s also painful to let go of so much when I have so little left. Sure, it’s only “stuff” but it was my “stuff”, and now it feels like more pieces of myself drifting off around the world. A little tough to deal with when there’s so little of me left.

Then there are the banks…and good god don’t get me fracking started on those! I’ve barely used the account over the last few months (i.e. because there’s been no money or income going into it!) but they’ve still thrown on a few hundred pounds worth of charges for the most random and bizarre reasons, even on several examples, for things that they decided to do without any knowledge from me. So I have even less money now, despite the massive Addy eBay sell off!

In addition to this, I’m still not receiving any benefits, and one source of benefit (incapacity/unable to work) has already been denies - which just leaves income support to be either refused/granted when they make their decision. We shall see.

It’s been a bloody annoying week!

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    I'm Addy; 29, a little crazy, a little kinky, and I suffer from bipolar type 1, depression and self harm. They are illnesses I suffer from and are not a reflection of my personality. I'm tired of the stigma surrounding mental health, it's time we gave it a damn good spanking. This is my journey with depression.