This week, my blog post is going to be a little different than usual. If you follow me on Twitter, you might know that I am applying to my province’s disability support program. It has been my goal for a while, but I’ve had difficulty getting started.
The application has three parts: (1) information on my diagnosis, (2) my ‘activities of daily living,’ and (3) my personal statement. The first two are filled out by my family doctor and my therapist, but the third part is all me. Great. We all know that motivation is my forté… (/s)
I couldn’t seem to buck up and write down the essay about why I’m too crazy to work. The idea of having to divulge all about myself to strangers is not my idea of a fun afternoon, as it happens, I am not a fan of vulnerability.