And as someone disabled to the point I’m unable to work, also scary as fuck.
My partner is disabled as well, so yeah, for real, I hear you. It’s fucked and scary as hell. Technically I am, too, I guess, because I have cancer, but I’m in the US so people really don’t give a fuck because I’m in my 40’s and don’t sufficiently look like I have cancer, so I’m expected to just keep working… It’s super fun having to hide it in job interviews so I’m not straight rejected because they’ll think I’ll miss too much work so they just won’t fucking hire me, and fat chance I can ever prove such discrimination…
My partner is disabled as well, so yeah, for real, I hear you. It’s fucked and scary as hell. Technically I am, too, I guess, because I have cancer, but I’m in the US so people really don’t give a fuck because I’m in my 40’s and don’t sufficiently look like I have cancer, so I’m expected to just keep working… It’s super fun having to hide it in job interviews so I’m not straight rejected because they’ll think I’ll miss too much work so they just won’t fucking hire me, and fat chance I can ever prove such discrimination…