DISABILITY GOOD OR BAD?
I have been granted disability. While I am thrilled to get help, my self esteem is suffering a blow.
I have a myriad of issues that have led to depression. Going into all that is boring and I certainly don't want that.
When I was much, much younger I was very strong in mind and body. Now I feel like a dishrag that needs a good washing. Feelings about this are soooo confused My family, other than my father is disabled and he should be as he is going blind and has to take 5 shots a day for diabetes. Both my brothers are, one with epilepsy and the other with alcoholism. My mother, before she passed, was disabled for years. It's a family thing. You know, a tradition.
What a wild ride, it took two years and much anticipation to get disability and now I worry that others will see me as stealing from the government. I don't look disabled, I can walk and talk and drive. I just can't lift or stand straight or walk without a limp. I can't get through a day without the stinkin blues. I can't do a lot of things but look like I can. I don't want to be the one people whisper about behind my back. I don't want to be disrespected.
I have prayed to my angels, spirits, God and Godess for help and they have answered by relieving the stress from having no money or insurance. Not a lot of money and Medicare but I am joyous having it. Thanking my laywer, my Judge and my stars.
I do think that others will take a cracks at me for this. I can handle that. I never thought those on disability were stealing, I knew the hoops and years one has to go through to get it. It is not for the faint of heart. It consumes time and more energy in worrying and going to the doctor and the lawyer and the waiting is interminable.
So for those of you out there on disability please welcome me aboard. For those of you going through the hoops, best of luck and get a good lawyer after you apply twice and get turned down.
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