On Saturday I will be 31 years old. And there is only one thing this year. If the health department investigates me and they certify that I am no longer able to work, then I get instead of unemployment benefits just social security and I am no longer bound to any measures.
Everything in my mind is about all the years to come, which are just the same every day. It feels so devastating when one is only able to do the most necessary. But I know exactly that overwhelms me everything else. Maybe that’s the same as with any thing, you can not have everything, every thing has its downsides.
And I’m worried if I get certified ability to work. I hope the four and a half years are enough for a chronic review. Then I would have one less worry.