Probably a lot of internal shame being projected, and when he gets on his feet he’s probably going to feel guilty for a long time.
I was on the dole for a while and they do everything to make you feel like a criminal just for needing help. After I started paying taxes again I realised the the unproductive toxicity of my thinking.
Normally I’d agree with you but he’s been on the bru all his days. Not lazy per say but the second he sees the deduction column of the wage slip he finds excuses to quit.
When he was diagnosed with osteoarthritis he acted like he hit the jackpot.
Oh yeah, I’ve hit the jackpot, too. Full disability benefits that barely pay for my rent and utilities, but I have to choose between food and meds. All it costs me is constant diarrhoea, vomiting, seizures, fainting, and debilitating pain so I can’t leave the house.
Totally worth giving up the nearly six-figure career I absolutely adored doing. -.-
(Sorry, not aimed at you but at your family member and others with that attitude. It’s the opposite of what many of us want, but we have no other choice.)
You know what’s mad. My brother in law on benefits blames other people on different benefits
Disabled veteran relative who gets mad about other disabled people parking in handicap parking…
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Bumper cars style, no weapons, just wheels.
My step dad, on disability for his knees, yelling about single mothers getting food stamps.
This is just the Matrix working as intended.
Probably a lot of internal shame being projected, and when he gets on his feet he’s probably going to feel guilty for a long time.
I was on the dole for a while and they do everything to make you feel like a criminal just for needing help. After I started paying taxes again I realised the the unproductive toxicity of my thinking.
Normally I’d agree with you but he’s been on the bru all his days. Not lazy per say but the second he sees the deduction column of the wage slip he finds excuses to quit.
When he was diagnosed with osteoarthritis he acted like he hit the jackpot.
Oh yeah, I’ve hit the jackpot, too. Full disability benefits that barely pay for my rent and utilities, but I have to choose between food and meds. All it costs me is constant diarrhoea, vomiting, seizures, fainting, and debilitating pain so I can’t leave the house.
Totally worth giving up the nearly six-figure career I absolutely adored doing. -.-
(Sorry, not aimed at you but at your family member and others with that attitude. It’s the opposite of what many of us want, but we have no other choice.)
Vent away. It does my head in too