I would like to name 2008 YEAR OF THE CLUSTERFUCK.
Let's see, apparently, from one end of the stick, I was rejected for disability because I wasn't definitely diagnosed.
No, those pages and pages of photos of my GROWTH-FILLED INSIDES were printed out for fun. I went into surgery twice in one year, and then again a couple of years later put under general anaesthetic (dangerous) once to have a IUD put in, and am currently suffering the ill effects of that IUD, JUST SO I CAN SIT AROUND ON MY ASS AND GET PAID NOTHING BY THE GOVERNMENT.
REALLY.
CAUSE ANYONE WOULD CHOOSE TO LIVE THE SHITTY LIFE I'M CURRENTLY LEADING.
On the other end of the stick, after sitting around in a Job Capacity Assessment interview for over an hour DETAILING EXACTLY HOW SICK I AM AND HOW MUCH IT FUCKS MY LIFE UP, which is a horribly depressing thing to focus on, by the way, they go and recommend that I GO STRAIGHT INTO LOOKING FOR EMPLOYMENT.
YOU KNOW. EVEN THOUGH I WAS WITH A PEER SUPPORT PROGRAMME AIMED TO HELP PEOPLE LIKE ME. CAUSE ALL I REALLY NEED TO DO IS GET UP OFF MY ASS AND GET A JOB LIKE A NORMAL, DECENT HUMAN BEING, FUCKING HIPPY! THAT'LL STOP THE PAIN!
I just want to have good days. I just want a little fucking help. I want the time and the space to heal, to get better, to do what I need to do so I can get a job and NEVER HAVE TO DEAL WITH THESE MOTHERFUCKS AGAIN.
I HATE THE GOVERNMENT. I HATE THEM. They couldn't find their ginormous weeping goatse of an asshole with two hands and a fucking torch, I swear. I am SO FUCKING SICK OF THIS SHIT.
Let's see, apparently, from one end of the stick, I was rejected for disability because I wasn't definitely diagnosed.
No, those pages and pages of photos of my GROWTH-FILLED INSIDES were printed out for fun. I went into surgery twice in one year, and then again a couple of years later put under general anaesthetic (dangerous) once to have a IUD put in, and am currently suffering the ill effects of that IUD, JUST SO I CAN SIT AROUND ON MY ASS AND GET PAID NOTHING BY THE GOVERNMENT.
REALLY.
CAUSE ANYONE WOULD CHOOSE TO LIVE THE SHITTY LIFE I'M CURRENTLY LEADING.
On the other end of the stick, after sitting around in a Job Capacity Assessment interview for over an hour DETAILING EXACTLY HOW SICK I AM AND HOW MUCH IT FUCKS MY LIFE UP, which is a horribly depressing thing to focus on, by the way, they go and recommend that I GO STRAIGHT INTO LOOKING FOR EMPLOYMENT.
YOU KNOW. EVEN THOUGH I WAS WITH A PEER SUPPORT PROGRAMME AIMED TO HELP PEOPLE LIKE ME. CAUSE ALL I REALLY NEED TO DO IS GET UP OFF MY ASS AND GET A JOB LIKE A NORMAL, DECENT HUMAN BEING, FUCKING HIPPY! THAT'LL STOP THE PAIN!
I just want to have good days. I just want a little fucking help. I want the time and the space to heal, to get better, to do what I need to do so I can get a job and NEVER HAVE TO DEAL WITH THESE MOTHERFUCKS AGAIN.
I HATE THE GOVERNMENT. I HATE THEM. They couldn't find their ginormous weeping goatse of an asshole with two hands and a fucking torch, I swear. I am SO FUCKING SICK OF THIS SHIT.
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Date: 2008-12-18 08:22 am (UTC)Just a thought. When I was on Newstart and didn't want a job (because I had one lined up for a few months time - ala my Narrogin job - or was still at uni), I'd just go to Seek and send my online resume to 10 jobs and write them down (I admit, this is somewhat risky - but really, it's an honest application). That way I got the payment but barely had to do any work (like I was really going to be employed as a "Nozzleman" or an "Agitator Driver"). The only catch is Job Search Training, but if you had to attend a few days of that surely the person running it would have a first hand view of how sick you are and realise you REALLY should be on Disability.
Just a potential way to rort the system. It's not the 'right thing' to do but crap, food and shelter cost money and you've gotta get it somehow. When you know there are people faking back problems and working as brickies as well as picking up the DSP while you're in agony everyday - I guess it might even feel GOOD to rort the system.
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Date: 2008-12-18 08:33 am (UTC)But thanks for the thought.
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Date: 2008-12-18 04:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-18 09:05 pm (UTC)I'm sorry you have to deal with their nonsense, Nancy. :(
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Date: 2008-12-19 07:02 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-19 08:49 am (UTC)