LittleBoShenmue
What a great time to be a Shenmue fan
- Joined
- Nov 12, 2019
- Location
- Slovenia/Croatia
- Favourite title
- Shenmue III
- Currently playing
- Pokemon GO, WWTBAM app, Abiotic Factor
- Steam
- Dandyruff
Hello again everybody. Before I get to the gist of this post I once again want to thank everyone for sharing your views on our hobbies, as well as sticking together in these "apocalyptic" times. With enough hope, all this hectic material will vanish one way or the other.
But yeah, the past few weeks have been hectic for me. I had tons of intrusive thoughts, some of which caused depression and acting out moments. A few days ago, on Saturday I found out that I have been put in the FIRST handicapped category all along, without any prior knowledge. This means that finding employment for me is either out of the question and not recommended, or if I really want to work something, I will be put among the people with the heaviest handicaps/disabilities, be it mental (Autism, traumatic brain injuries, severe autism spectrum disorder, etc.) or physical. Yesterday I spoke with my employment agent and she told me, that it would be wise for me to transfer to another facility, but upon reaching out to every one of them, I found out that they were all without vacancies. I contemplated a lawsuit against the rehabilitations facility where I was assessed, but they told me that it would be unwise and very expensive to do so. As a result I can now safely say that my country's health system and bureaucracy have screwed me over and now I am nothing more than their victim. I even told them repeatedly that one day I will return to be re-assessed, but nobody listened to me. They insist that I shouldn't do any "everyday" activities, nor should I study or have any hobbies. In other words: they fucked me up through their paperwork and didn't even pay attention to the fact that I was heavily sedated when I was in my evaluation process (four different meds!). There is however a glimpse of hope in this story: towards the end of this year I will be transferred to an apartment complex in my country's capital, where I'll finally be able to live more freely and attend to my hobbies. It won't be a penthouse or anything, but at least I'll be independent from my parents. Once again, be careful you don't fall in any of these traps, cause it'll be an eternity before you can recover from them.
But yeah, the past few weeks have been hectic for me. I had tons of intrusive thoughts, some of which caused depression and acting out moments. A few days ago, on Saturday I found out that I have been put in the FIRST handicapped category all along, without any prior knowledge. This means that finding employment for me is either out of the question and not recommended, or if I really want to work something, I will be put among the people with the heaviest handicaps/disabilities, be it mental (Autism, traumatic brain injuries, severe autism spectrum disorder, etc.) or physical. Yesterday I spoke with my employment agent and she told me, that it would be wise for me to transfer to another facility, but upon reaching out to every one of them, I found out that they were all without vacancies. I contemplated a lawsuit against the rehabilitations facility where I was assessed, but they told me that it would be unwise and very expensive to do so. As a result I can now safely say that my country's health system and bureaucracy have screwed me over and now I am nothing more than their victim. I even told them repeatedly that one day I will return to be re-assessed, but nobody listened to me. They insist that I shouldn't do any "everyday" activities, nor should I study or have any hobbies. In other words: they fucked me up through their paperwork and didn't even pay attention to the fact that I was heavily sedated when I was in my evaluation process (four different meds!). There is however a glimpse of hope in this story: towards the end of this year I will be transferred to an apartment complex in my country's capital, where I'll finally be able to live more freely and attend to my hobbies. It won't be a penthouse or anything, but at least I'll be independent from my parents. Once again, be careful you don't fall in any of these traps, cause it'll be an eternity before you can recover from them.