Hi everyone. I've spent the last month basically killing myself to make rent. Our great government doesn't think my husband, who can't walk two feet without support, or control the movements of his hands, is "disabled enough" for help. Thus I am left trying to pay the bills on 24 hours a week, 8.50 an hour (USD). I foolishly believed them when they said I'd get full time hours. I've spent every second I'm not at my "real job" submitting paid articles (which aren't being reviewed) and looking for a new job (no luck).
So now we're about to lose our home (a tiny, non-wheelchair-accessible apartment) and I'm having serious thoughts of jumping off the balcony. I'm tired. I'm tired of struggling. I'm tired of criminal incompetence from those who are supposed to help us (not exaggerating, both hubby's doctors and the food stamp people have broken federal ethics laws in dealing with us). I wake up every day and wish I hadn't. Even the zoloft isn't getting rid of the demons.
Any advice as to what will? I made an appt with a shrink but I've been abused by them before, so I don't have a lot of confidence.
So now we're about to lose our home (a tiny, non-wheelchair-accessible apartment) and I'm having serious thoughts of jumping off the balcony. I'm tired. I'm tired of struggling. I'm tired of criminal incompetence from those who are supposed to help us (not exaggerating, both hubby's doctors and the food stamp people have broken federal ethics laws in dealing with us). I wake up every day and wish I hadn't. Even the zoloft isn't getting rid of the demons.
Any advice as to what will? I made an appt with a shrink but I've been abused by them before, so I don't have a lot of confidence.


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