I Was Disabled But Didn't Know it.
I have written about my pre-hysterectomy experiences and how I found out I had developed a non cancerous tumor that gave me several problems with my health. If I had known this 15 years ago, I could have applied for SSI. Truth be told, I didn't have internet to find out that Iron Deficiency Anemia could qualify me for the benefits until 15 years later. So what do I do? I did what I could and now after 3 months of seeing I qualified, it isn't because I had anemia, but because I didn't work many years on a job.
True, but the jobs I had was brief not of my doing--some were temporary and not meant to last a long time. I had three jobs, but one of them I chose to just receive cash. In that year, I wasn't thinking of my future. I wasn't yet 30 (the age where the Tumor is present in a woman's body) I didn't have internet then either.
It is hard to explain why I didn't work those 15 years--most of the years, I had suffered with restless legs and kept me from sleeping good at night. I also had other problems that most wouldn't understand or believe. BUT I did work!
The government doesn't want to grant the benefits to anyone in my family. My mother was denied it because she was getting a little more than what would qualify her. And me? Well, you know. I do want to work and if I qualify, I certainly would not be on it forever. However, I still suffer with RLS (not sure why though) and my lack of work experience, etc I believe is keeping me from working. Truth be told, I DON'T want to work in California. It is the state of my rejection: At my first book signing, not very many people showed interest in my book. I try to get one for my second book, and no one wanted me to have one in their business. I was also rejected by many of my peers in school. I knew Hanford is not where I should be. How many of my local friends showed up at the book signing? Or visited me when I was in the hospital? Sure they had their reasons. They are still my friends, but not my close friends. Like my college life, I did have some good memories and experiences although I believe it wasn't in God's perfect for me to go there. Same here. God allowed us to live here because it was what my father wanted.
The only recent good experiences I have is God's showing His kindness, mercy, grace and goodness to me in my land of exilement--in the land of rejection.
So in closing, I will not file fro an appeal. God is my source and He will help me. Surely there is a better way for me to receive financial help although I am dire need of new clothes. To him will I cry.
True, but the jobs I had was brief not of my doing--some were temporary and not meant to last a long time. I had three jobs, but one of them I chose to just receive cash. In that year, I wasn't thinking of my future. I wasn't yet 30 (the age where the Tumor is present in a woman's body) I didn't have internet then either.
It is hard to explain why I didn't work those 15 years--most of the years, I had suffered with restless legs and kept me from sleeping good at night. I also had other problems that most wouldn't understand or believe. BUT I did work!
The government doesn't want to grant the benefits to anyone in my family. My mother was denied it because she was getting a little more than what would qualify her. And me? Well, you know. I do want to work and if I qualify, I certainly would not be on it forever. However, I still suffer with RLS (not sure why though) and my lack of work experience, etc I believe is keeping me from working. Truth be told, I DON'T want to work in California. It is the state of my rejection: At my first book signing, not very many people showed interest in my book. I try to get one for my second book, and no one wanted me to have one in their business. I was also rejected by many of my peers in school. I knew Hanford is not where I should be. How many of my local friends showed up at the book signing? Or visited me when I was in the hospital? Sure they had their reasons. They are still my friends, but not my close friends. Like my college life, I did have some good memories and experiences although I believe it wasn't in God's perfect for me to go there. Same here. God allowed us to live here because it was what my father wanted.
The only recent good experiences I have is God's showing His kindness, mercy, grace and goodness to me in my land of exilement--in the land of rejection.
So in closing, I will not file fro an appeal. God is my source and He will help me. Surely there is a better way for me to receive financial help although I am dire need of new clothes. To him will I cry.
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