Feelings of being abandond by Society and my geographical community

SurvivorEmpowered

(Frozen back in time) 
 
Tic toc.. once beating heart of mine 
Tic toc.. the days and years that pass bye 
Tic toc.. when did life that was, STOP? 
 
Appearing to freeze me back in time. 
Everyone else moved on, some who l loved have gone 
Tic toc, time left me behind 
 
Stuck in a rut like the broken clock that lost its chime. 
The nuts and bolts that rusted long ago 
My heart broken, left back in time 
Reality moved on, into another time 
 
A memory full of love and laughter froze back in time   
 
Where is the key to mend my broken heart? 
Moth balled forgotten long ago 
Perhaps buried amongst the cobwebs  
Put away in a safe place in a box 
l want to remember the love and laughter 
Before my heart stopped, my mind and time played dead. 
 
Cherished memories left frozen back, in time. 

 

Wrote by: (Shezz) Survivorempowered. 

SurvivorEmpowered

How many person within this community have felt abandoned left behind etc.?

I like to have a serious debate on true HUMANITY Reaching out to our fellow persons whether on here or not... 

My name Is Shezz. When writing from my life expieriences I use the name of SurvivorEmpowered.  I try to find ways to stay positive. Although my life style, like many seen and unseen abled and disabled is house bound. I am trapped not only in my body but within four walls expierencing extreme ISOLATION. There are always constant obsticles within the welfare system causing chaos. Especially constant unfairness from government regarding: welfare, social care, benifit POLICIES. 

I live on £247.40 PIP and may loose that small amount too. I have been santctioned on Universal Credit without knowing they had sanctcioned me. I OBJECT to being constantly feeling PUNISHED because I cannot get to JOB CENTRE PLUS appointments. I have simple access issues but no ones helped them be addressed. I have never felt so run down. What should be ideally easy to put right.. always becomes unneccessaryily complexed.

I am looking to gain support from people who understand and appreicate the unfairness persons like myself our expierencing. I lost a good friend two years ago. That person fought for all faireness regarding basic human rights. He throw the towel in and committed suicide Bless After challenges via our government became impossible. Believing all HOPE was LOST. Yes it was during lock down.

Scope was originally founded by a group of FIGHTERs< REALISTs and won our first rights to INDEPENDENCE. INDEPENCE can not happen at a cost of £247.40 ... believe me I survuved on MUCH LESS.. Not knowing for the last five months I had been living on such a low monthly amount. NEXT month I will be back to ZERO no way of getting to a food bank and debt will accure. 

Like many all winter has been without any warmth. My housing cionditions our challenging black mouldy ceilings damp smelly. I have not had a a proper bath or Shower since I caame home from Africa. My house is not ADAPTED.. So challenge after challenge is on going and now having an impact on my MENTAL WELBEING.  

Any one in the SAME boat? GOOD LUCK STAY STRONG 

Many persons do not THRIVE no more they are NOT SURVIVING either .

SHAME SHAME SHAME on this GOVERNMENT. 
For many LIFE has become an Existence.

My trying to remain Empowered is at a rather testing point in my personal world.

Please share your expierences such as poetry or photos etc 

Thank-you

All new friends welcome... 

Pleaase excuse my spelling or grammer. Here HOPING Better time may arrive quickly.

(Frozen back in time) 
 
Tic toc.. once beating heart of mine 
Tic toc.. the days and years that pass bye 
Tic toc.. when did life that was, STOP? 
 
Appearing to freeze me back in time. 
Everyone else moved on, some who l loved have gone 
Tic toc, time left me behind 
 
Stuck in a rut like the broken clock that lost its chime. 
The nuts and bolts that rusted long ago 
My heart broken, left back in time 
Reality moved on, into another time 
 
A memory full of love and laughter froze back in time   
 
Where is the key to mend my broken heart? 
Moth balled forgotten long ago 
Perhaps buried amongst the cobwebs  
Put away in a safe place in a box 
l want to remember the love and laughter 
Before my heart stopped, my mind and time played dead. 
 
Cherished memories left frozen back, in time. 

 

Wrote by: (Shezz) Survivorempowered. 

Cher_Alumni

Hello @SurvivorEmpowered and a warm welcome to our community, it certainly sounds like you live up to your name. How are you today?

I'm really sorry things are so tough for you right now, and will be emailing you shortly to explore ways we at Scope might be able to help. Please keep an eye out for that 

By the way, your poetry is very powerful. Thank you for sharing it with us.

SurvivorEmpowered

Hello @Cher_Scope

Thank-you for the informal reply Cher, very kind of you. Pleased to make your acquaintance. However regarding the very formal policy email sent to me. After several years using Scope specially through out lock down, that was the first (noted safe guarding statement I have seen). 

During lock down etc their was no stated policies noted yet many of us went through a horrendous time. I notice on your call help line you also have this policy noted regarding, safe guarding. I trained in child protection youth and community counselling etc.

I have met one of our safe guarding senior officers for adults during lock down. Who visited myself at my request. Disappointingly his mind set was on leaving the N.H.S taking early retirement. Which appears to be the new culture retiring early. Hence a shortage of life and professional expertise. 

I was just wanting to try and encourage people expressing themselves through creativity, as it is incredibly therapeutic. I have been told often my poetry is powerful. Does it surprise you I once lost the ability to read and write. It was a skill that had to be relearn't. Now that was is a chapter in my recovery that opens up the door way of my new relationship of my faith. Also a chapter of visiting an incredible polish family back in 2007 who were so gifted in styles of creativity. They also ran a website full of information and support meeting the needs of people who may need support. Looking back now what a journey I have been on. Recovery or acceptance of issues or seen or unseen disabilities isn't always resolved with a quick fix. 

It appears many charities are up dating new policies which legally should have been implemented by some years ago. However realistically their more about seen to be doing than. When I ran projects we called it (covering ones back) which actually should be the correct way to run a professional organisation or displaying ethical working practises.

Some would argue if they did run or work to a strict code of practise, nothing would get done for the better either way. There is a lot of truth in that fact to, specially in the social care field (damned if they do and damned if they don't) bless. Don't worry i'm not having a go at you personally or SCOPE. 

I admired the whole ethos of good working practices. My experience with Scope help desk advisers under difficult circumstances have been well trained. Which during lock down I rang scope boss regarding my praise for your deserving work under such rare circumstances. Scope support was one of my life lines during such challenging times. 

Any way Cher I thought i'd share another poem with you. Which I think many may relate too. Finally ever thing you've tried to sign post me I have attempted to do. If you read some of other scope member experiences regarding the benefit systems etc, that is the true reality of how things are for some of us SHOCKING I KNOW experience tell me their is worse to come. MOST OF US ARE TREAT AS AN (NONENTITY) or labelled unfairly. 

I have to believe in HOPE. 

Life’s  

not always Fair... 

If the mountain seems to big today 

Then climb a hill instead. 

If the morning brings you sadness 

Stay in bed instead 

If the day ahead weighs too heavy 

And your plans feel like a curse.  

There’s no shame in rearranging. 

Don’t make yourself feel worse. 

If a shower stings like nettles 

And a bath feels like you’ve drowned 

If you haven’t washed your hair for days. 

Don’t throw away your crown. 

A day is not a lifetime  

A rest is not defeat 

Try not to think of it as failure 

Just a quiet, retreat. 

It's ok to take a moment from anxious fractured mind.

The world will not stop turning while you get realigned 

The mountain will be still their when you want to try again 

So, climb it in your own time. 

 

 

Remember little steps will do. 

Its the little things

In life that matter 

So do you. 

(Survivorempowered (Shezz)