I can’t imagine owning a house any more…

I grew up in a council house on an estate. We kids were painfully aware that we were one of the few houses on the estate that were NOT privately owned. Why? Because I was bullied and teased for being a council house kid. I was different because mum couldn't afford the clothes and shoes.…

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Stepping out of the comfort zone.

A.M. Tomorrow is the DWP Tribunal and I’m having a serious problem staying calm. From the outside I probably look like I’m fine, but my stomach is shivering and I’m having trouble breathing properly. I know what it is – I’m on the edge of an anxiety attack, but I can’t let myself go and…