Damn sorry you went through that. I do think often it is something more psychological, as far as people’s reactions. Because I have never applied for disability, I just wound up homeless instead. I’ve never tried to get anything for ‘free’. And when I have seen psychiatrists, I’m not trying to get anything that makes anyone feel good, unless there is some sort of anti-depressant and AP recreational usage that I don’t know about. Frankly I think the meds suck, like a necessary evil sort of thing. So I don’t even think that in most cases like yours that it was about the disability.
To be frank, I think there is this prevailing notion that your suffering isn’t real unless other people can see it. If they can’t see it, then it’s not real. So if you don’t physically manifest your symptoms, then they don’t exist. In terms of psychosis, if you don’t seem extremely disoriented and out of touch, then it’s not really happening. I used to know a gal who had Anorexia Nervosa, and she would get upset when people accused anorectics of just wanting attention. I used to think to myself that there was nothing wrong with that, even if it was true in some cases. Is it so bad to want to get help for things that people can’t see, and would anyone have cared about what when on inside of her, if she didn’t weigh 80 pounds?
Maybe in part I am bitter over my family. Because when you can function 90% of the time, you won’t get help then. And during the 10% of the time you can’t, you won’t get help unless someone who knows you gets it for you. And if you don’t have that in your life, you’re ****ed.
But no, I don’t really believe that woman treated you that way because you were applying for disability. I have never applied, or asked for anything, and I am still regarded as though I am fine. And when I am not fine, there is nobody there.
Or in other words I believe she treated you that way, because some fallacy inside of her own mind.