OK, I’m not really in the right frame of mind to be blogging. It’s just taken me nearly 2 hours of intense concentration to do an online shop. But at least I can afford to do that. I can afford to buy my basic necessities. I can afford to take time off work to wallow in my misery (caveat: I am unwell at the moment, but I need to be able to joke about my own depression as that makes it a little less of an issue – I would never denigrate anyone else’s mental illness). I’m sat writing this in my nice, warm, bed in my nice, warm, house.
I shouldn’t consider these things a luxury. But when so many people in this country are living at or below the poverty line, many of those disabled, I count my blessings.
Today marks one month until the Coalition’s ‘consultation’ on changes to DLA ends. Others have written far more eloquently than I could right now about the effect that the sweeping cuts in benefits will have on some of the most vulnerable and disadvantaged people in our society. All I can add is that I am ashamed to be living in a country where someone would feel that this was their only option (warning: mentions suicide).
Originally posted as part of the One Month Before Heartbreak Campaign Jan, 2011
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