When the Helping Professionals Fail

     There are some general facts to which I subscribe and which are responsible to a large degree for my thinking and actions in certain key areas in my life.


a). The government is not responsible for my health, welfare, or happiness.
b). No other agency is either.
c). If I want something different, then I have to do something different.
d). It takes courage to ask for help.
e). It takes guts to get out when said help is becoming a hindrance.




     Within the past decade or so, I have experienced repeated actions of a particular agency-- whose described mission is to foster vocational rehabilitation among the disabled population who it claims to serve-- which appear to be contrary to its stated mission. The last straw was the supposed procurement of part-time work that I could have performed at home during my own scheduled hours. The job was temporary and seasonal. Although I'd been led to believe erroneously that the work itself would employ my ability to doctor photos [and it actually would not], I was willing to give it a go anyway.


     It was not to be. Contract was supposed to start mid-September until the work ran out sometime in December. I would have had bits of things to do throughout the year after that until the next cycle of mid-September through December [the busy time] and so on.


     State agency had to do its paperwork. Sister agency that was going to pay me for the first one hundred hours or so had to do its paperwork. Meetings had to be held. It became mid-October. Nothing was happening. I received word yesterday that my services would not be needed after all.


     I don't blame the employer for backing out. Business is business. Employer needed someone from mid-September, not from mid-October or afterwards. Neither is this one my fault. No love to the bean counters and pencil pushers for this state of affairs.


sapphoq healing t.b.i. says: I have referred myself to my own factoid labeled e). It takes guts to get out when said help is becoming a hindrance. I'm out. I have other options today. Screw your broken system. If you aren't going to help me, then get out of my way. 

You Say

You say you want to help me.  You're going to help me.  Your platitudes are designed to stifle me, to shut me up, to mollify me.  I am not fooled.  I have brain damage.  I am not brain dead.  Not yet.  Not today.

You say you get it.  You get me.  You've gotten other people like me.  Your attitudes are designed to impress me, to shut me up, to resurrect me.  I am not fooled.  I have brain damage.  I am not brain dead.  Not yet.  Not today.

You say here, let's do this.  This will work.  It's worked for others.  Your crapitudes are designed to motivate me, to shut me up, to robotize me.  I am not fooled.  I have brain damage.  I am not brain dead.  Not yet.  Not today.

I say if you aren't going to help me, then get out of my way.  You haven't helped me.  Your words are empty, meaningless, dull things.  I was never fooled.  I have brain damage.  I am not brain dead.  Not yet.  Not today.

sapphoq healing t.b.i. and leaving a lot of stupidity behind