My job assessment went really well. I was only at Centrelink for fifteen minutes. I wanted to punch someone when my pesimistic, minimise-all-disabled-people, job consultant, implied that i’m not able-bodied by saying i’m not as productive as other normal people! I’ll talk to her nicely, but in all honesty i loathe her. I’ve got no problems explaining stuff to people, but look out if they try to push their narrow attitudes with me! Fucking mole! I have more appointments with her too. God help me. I didn’t go to a frigging job agency for someone to fucken decide my frigging future for me. If this crap keeps up, i’m leaving town and finding a place where VI people aren’t humiliated. I’ll write more at home, i’m sitting at the shops now.


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