So after the farce of previous PIP assessor turning up at my house an hour before my appointment and then logging it as a no-show, today I finally had my actual assessment, in a building in Cardiff.
I hope I get rejected because I never want to go through that again. An assessment where you're asked to sing and dance and jump through hoops to prove a disability in order to get help that you've never even asked for before to a bloke on a laptop whose main aim is to get as many assessments done in one day as possible. A gentleman opposite me in the waiting room on a respirator is required to travel into the centre of Cardiff and make it to the fifth floor of a building, to prove he's disabled? How about maybe asking for doctor's notes instead? All of this in the name of preventing benefit cheats, who already know how to cheat this system anyway? Is this the society we now live in? Do one Britain.
I did read through such stuff beforehand but pretty much froze earlier. Think it would have helped had my mum maybe seen some more stuff like that, as despite how helpful she was, the assessor really didn't seem interested when she offered answers.
