Scared

Okay i admit it.
I'm scared of what so called government reforms mean for the vulnerable and poor of this country. This wonderful organisation called ATOS has been recruited to assess the health of the physically disabled, and vulnerable Mentally ill. From what i can understand the people who carry out these assessments are not medically trained and what insight they have on the whole spectrum of mental illness you could write on an ants pube.

Seriously though, we hear week in, week out about how the country is in debt , and that the government intends to end that debt. Very nice, but HOW? not by penalising the politicians who have ridiculous spending on expenses or bonuses for kissing Davey C's arse when in Westminster (that's how it seems to me) NO, let's take it from the lowest common denominator; the Disabled, the vulnerable out of their benefits.
So we have ATOS as i said before who have little or no insight into the day to day struggles they go through. Over the last few months i've heard about a man with chronic heart disease told he was able to work when he sadly died mere days later. The people with mental health problems ranging from depression to the most severe forms who took their own lives as a result of the treatment they recieved because of ATOS.
i expect the powers that be just swept it under the carpet like the NIMBYs they've proven themselves to be.

Then we had tonight's Panorama, and the story of organisations with names like "Triage" and other shiny names like that.....Then the stories of people being failed by these organisations, of being referred to as "Lazy, Thieving, Bastards" by the jokingly called "support staff". Oh really? Lazy? no. My days are spent supporting my partner who has , like me chronic anxiety/depression and a physical complaint called "Renaud's" which makes it difficult for her to walk or even hold things when it's at it's worst.
If i'm lucky i can get her to take a trip out doors once or twice a month .
Even then it can take us 15-20 minutes to get down two flights of stairs.
She can't work yet if they decide to take her benefits, she won't cope. She won't be able to work like they'll expect her too, and no doubt for that she'll be penalised.
I have anxiety/depression and much as i have days when i want to curl up in a ball and hide, i can't. She needs me to do the shopping trips, to get her prescriptions and to be the arm she holds on to if she gets anxious on the rare occasions she can go out.
So tell me IDS how do you sleep at night?