Bad Day
To try to catch everybody up, I'll go for the short version of what's happened. I fell on some ice in the parking lot of work in December. I had surgery in February, and went back to work in March. I was terminated (three different times, actually), but my last day of work was May 30. My lawyer (for worker's comp) sent me to a clinic today for an evaluation of the knee for worker's comp. It's still up in the air, but the fact that I will have a permanent disability because of this really hit me hard. Then I went to a nearby mall to see a movie, and I went to see "A.I." (Artificial Intelligence). That was a big, big trigger movie for me, and I cried and cried. Now I'm faced with trying to find a job with a disability. (Yes, employers are not supposed to discriminate, but they do.)
Plus, people in government have their jobs for life and don't want to actually work if they don't have to, so they tell you why they can't help you rather than how they can. I'm scared, lonely, and don't have a lot of hope for the future. I don't think I could commit suicide, but I keep hoping that I will just not wake up one day.
Plus, people in government have their jobs for life and don't want to actually work if they don't have to, so they tell you why they can't help you rather than how they can. I'm scared, lonely, and don't have a lot of hope for the future. I don't think I could commit suicide, but I keep hoping that I will just not wake up one day.