For years now I have struggled to get three out of three – the right work, the right pay, the right location.
As my MECFS has gotten worse (beyond the point where working is wise) it now costs me so deeply to work that not getting three out of three makes me angry. It also sometimes feels like if you’re disabled and employed, you’re supposed to shut up and be grateful for any job. Nope, not happening. I want jobs that are paid market rate for my education and experience, jobs that use that education and experience, and jobs that accomodate my housebounded-ness.
Do mentions of anger make you uncomfortable? Does the intersection of needs and wants get blurry to you? Does the cost of being disabled make you think twice about talking to me about income levels?
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