That moment you cry with relief because finally… finally after two years, you’ve successfully negotiated the maze of an 18 month claim for disability living allowance, rejection, appeal, near-tribunal, work capability assessment, Support Group, social services in a system that no longer recognises moderate needs, 8 assessments for care, Dave on crisis leave from work to look after us for 5 months.
At last! It’s all done!
After endless months of explaining to endless strangers how you are disabled, time and time again, telling those strangers things you don’t tell your husband.
Then the moment you cry because you realise you qualified for them all. You needed them all.
That’s when you don’t have much choice but to explain it to yourself.