
KuriGohan&Kamehameha
想死不能 - 想活不能
- Nov 23, 2020
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Y'know, I think this world is some sort of sick joke. Despite how frequently people boast, "we are living in the best period of human history" and that society as a collective is more egalitarian than ever, I don't really see this in practice.
The way that the job market/capitalism is set up gives no consideration to an individual's circumstances or how desparately they need a job. The selection process is based on the arbitrary needs of an employer, which usually boils down to either nepotistically hiring their family/friends/acquaintances, or picking the person with the highest number of qualifications regardless of whether or not these are relevant to the job itself.
Because I am so disabled, I cannot work full time, much less be able to fulfill the requirements mandated by most jobs-like standing or moving around for hours at a time. So I am very limited in what jobs I can apply for in the first place, there are only a handful of part time jobs that I'd be able to do. I try my best to apply for whatever I can, even if I may not be able to actually do the job.
I apply for dozens of jobs, and will be lucky to get even one interview. After busting my ass to get an interview for an internship, where I had to write over a page long essay to even be considered, I was rejected, because another uni student had managerial level experience and I didn't. Four years of work experience, internships, and volunteering in spite of all my sicknesses means absolutely nothing if a picture perfect candidate exists, I suppose. For an internship, at that. Internships are supposed to be about gaining work experience not having the requirements of a fucking graduate job.
I'm being forced to stay in my university degree even if the stress and expectations are about to kill me. Despite having to be dependent on others the rest of my life due to sickness, I want to have some semblance of my own income, yet this seems impossible. It will be years before I am eligible for disability benefits due to the immigration system, and even then I am likely to be denied as a result having invisible disabilites.
For a long time I've been reliant on my partner for shelter, since I don't have any family. I know I'm a burden. I want to be somewhere free of that guilt, where I don't have to be regarded as a chore and a liability. I know I am causing him pain by being here and needing help with certain things. So I have been discussing the possibility of permanently relocating to my best friend in the whole world's city.
I spent lots of time researching universities that might let me transfer into 2nd year, looking at funding opportunities, living costs, etc. The only issue is time, and finding a place to live. I am not comfortable living with random people I have never met, who may not be respectful of a disabled, autistic person. My best friend told me he loves me more than anything else in this world, we have known each other for years and we got along fantastically when we met in person.
However.. He doesn't seem to want me to live with him even though I could pay rent and there is room for an extra person, in fact, they are getting another tenant. So I am trapped between a rock and a hard place. I feel like people are playing games with me and not comprehending the dire reality of my situation. I am permanently disabled, every treatment has failed me, and there are some things I simply cannot do. I already barely scrape by in university, as I don't have the energy levels or pain tolerance to keep up with healthy people. I feel like no one is taking me seriously.
My SN is on the way, and as it stands, I am going to ctb soon. I figured I'd take one more stab at this fucked up, rigged game of life, but that requires the benevolence of others. I can't force other people to understand how badly I need assistance and compassion.
Knowing there's a way out though is giving me so much relief. I don't have to wait much longer now.
The way that the job market/capitalism is set up gives no consideration to an individual's circumstances or how desparately they need a job. The selection process is based on the arbitrary needs of an employer, which usually boils down to either nepotistically hiring their family/friends/acquaintances, or picking the person with the highest number of qualifications regardless of whether or not these are relevant to the job itself.
Because I am so disabled, I cannot work full time, much less be able to fulfill the requirements mandated by most jobs-like standing or moving around for hours at a time. So I am very limited in what jobs I can apply for in the first place, there are only a handful of part time jobs that I'd be able to do. I try my best to apply for whatever I can, even if I may not be able to actually do the job.
I apply for dozens of jobs, and will be lucky to get even one interview. After busting my ass to get an interview for an internship, where I had to write over a page long essay to even be considered, I was rejected, because another uni student had managerial level experience and I didn't. Four years of work experience, internships, and volunteering in spite of all my sicknesses means absolutely nothing if a picture perfect candidate exists, I suppose. For an internship, at that. Internships are supposed to be about gaining work experience not having the requirements of a fucking graduate job.
I'm being forced to stay in my university degree even if the stress and expectations are about to kill me. Despite having to be dependent on others the rest of my life due to sickness, I want to have some semblance of my own income, yet this seems impossible. It will be years before I am eligible for disability benefits due to the immigration system, and even then I am likely to be denied as a result having invisible disabilites.
For a long time I've been reliant on my partner for shelter, since I don't have any family. I know I'm a burden. I want to be somewhere free of that guilt, where I don't have to be regarded as a chore and a liability. I know I am causing him pain by being here and needing help with certain things. So I have been discussing the possibility of permanently relocating to my best friend in the whole world's city.
I spent lots of time researching universities that might let me transfer into 2nd year, looking at funding opportunities, living costs, etc. The only issue is time, and finding a place to live. I am not comfortable living with random people I have never met, who may not be respectful of a disabled, autistic person. My best friend told me he loves me more than anything else in this world, we have known each other for years and we got along fantastically when we met in person.
However.. He doesn't seem to want me to live with him even though I could pay rent and there is room for an extra person, in fact, they are getting another tenant. So I am trapped between a rock and a hard place. I feel like people are playing games with me and not comprehending the dire reality of my situation. I am permanently disabled, every treatment has failed me, and there are some things I simply cannot do. I already barely scrape by in university, as I don't have the energy levels or pain tolerance to keep up with healthy people. I feel like no one is taking me seriously.
My SN is on the way, and as it stands, I am going to ctb soon. I figured I'd take one more stab at this fucked up, rigged game of life, but that requires the benevolence of others. I can't force other people to understand how badly I need assistance and compassion.
Knowing there's a way out though is giving me so much relief. I don't have to wait much longer now.
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