This is a tough question when you have a disability. The only disability I can say that I understand is having bipolar disorder. Sure sometimes I am stable and I can handle a full time job, but this is not always the case. Other times I am so affected by bipolar that I am down right strange and I make people uncomfortable.
I actually am on disability. I feel like they pay me not to make people uncomfortable. I also work 9 hours a week at the local library. I am allowed to do this and collect disability because the amount of money I make from the library is a pittance. I don’t mind. Kewpie lets me use it as fun money.
Sometimes I get it in my head that I want to go back to working full time and having the nice benefits like 401K. Then Kewpie reminds me that I am already basically retired. The truth is that I really enjoy having a lot of free time. It gives me time to do my hobbies like making collages, at least that’s what I am currently into. Who knows what I will be into a month from now.
It’s still a very important question. Work? Don’t work? Do I need to work in order to have meaning in my life. It’s nice working those hours at the library, after all I have a master’s degree in library and information science. However, it isn’t exactly a career there. I always figured I would end up with a nice career. I am 38, that seems awful young to stop working. Then again I have dreams of traveling in an RV half the year. That’s fodder for another post.
Have you ever had this kind of struggle?
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