So I'm home on leave from hospital finally.
Got to see my precious cats and to find out I've lost my job.
Not a huge surprise as two admissions to mental health hospitals in the past two months kind of makes you a little unreliable.
Doesn't matter that I work for a disability charity and given nearly 20 years of my life to caring for those with learning disabilities and complex mental health issues.
Also the fact that my boss thought a hot kitchen was a safe environment for a known epileptic to work was a tad short sighted.
I have highlighted and blown the whistle on failures in the care system. Especially with in mental health and the severely poor treatment I received in a British Mental Health Facility in the UK where my physical needs were totally disregarded by those in charge of my care.
I will be fully discharged from the service yet again but at least this time I was actually treated with the respect and dignity I deserved this time.
The UK social care as a whole is a complete and utter shambles and feel it necessary to keep bringing it up till it changes
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