That’s me, just not for one summer. I have a military disability pension, I’m 39 and get 3k on my bank account each month (with taxes already deducted). I don’t have to work anymore for the rest of my life, due to PTSD from deployments. I can do whatever the fuck I want and I’m getting the money to support that. Scarred for life though, life is a struggle every day. If I could choose, I’d pick working normally with no mental issues any time.
Disability pension isn’t exactly easy to come by. You can only get it if a doctor manages to convince someone who’s entire job is to stop you from getting it by any legal means necessary that you are incapable of holding a job because of what is affecting you 24-7 365.
If you don’t mind poor sleep with horrible nightmares, waking up in a soaking wet bed, several times every single night, then sure. If you don’t mind not being able to go to a supermarket or store. Or having panic episodes or re-living the horrors randomly for no reason. Being bored shitless because you can’t leave the house, dont feel like doing anything but also are restless AF. All while having an existential crisis because I’m worthless to society, have no purpose in life, no satisfaction from achievements as I have none.
Thats rough. I had a fairly traumatic experience once. The result was about a month of a zombie-like state. It took me some time to discover i was having nightmares i could not remember when waking up, in addition to depression and occasional flashbacks.
In my case it was a “normal” reaction to extreme stress since it eventually improved. Having to live like that would not be fun. Ill deal with having to go to work instead.
Wow. You have some real problems, you should probably see someone about this.
I already had to live through unemployment in the EU, it’s really not so bad. None of those symptoms at least.
Yes, I was happy to finally find a job, tailored to my needs.
That’s me, just not for one summer. I have a military disability pension, I’m 39 and get 3k on my bank account each month (with taxes already deducted). I don’t have to work anymore for the rest of my life, due to PTSD from deployments. I can do whatever the fuck I want and I’m getting the money to support that. Scarred for life though, life is a struggle every day. If I could choose, I’d pick working normally with no mental issues any time.
Disability pension isn’t exactly easy to come by. You can only get it if a doctor manages to convince someone who’s entire job is to stop you from getting it by any legal means necessary that you are incapable of holding a job because of what is affecting you 24-7 365.
It’s less a jackpot than a consolation prize.
jealous
If you don’t mind poor sleep with horrible nightmares, waking up in a soaking wet bed, several times every single night, then sure. If you don’t mind not being able to go to a supermarket or store. Or having panic episodes or re-living the horrors randomly for no reason. Being bored shitless because you can’t leave the house, dont feel like doing anything but also are restless AF. All while having an existential crisis because I’m worthless to society, have no purpose in life, no satisfaction from achievements as I have none.
Trade?
Thats rough. I had a fairly traumatic experience once. The result was about a month of a zombie-like state. It took me some time to discover i was having nightmares i could not remember when waking up, in addition to depression and occasional flashbacks.
In my case it was a “normal” reaction to extreme stress since it eventually improved. Having to live like that would not be fun. Ill deal with having to go to work instead.
Sounds like rhe standard customer service employment life tbh
Haha yeah, I see what you mean
Im joking of course, sorry you have to deal with that. Sounds like it sucks.
Jokes lighten up the dark parts of life. I appreciate it
Wow. You have some real problems, you should probably see someone about this. I already had to live through unemployment in the EU, it’s really not so bad. None of those symptoms at least. Yes, I was happy to finally find a job, tailored to my needs.
I see therapists 3 times a week.