I fought for my disability payments for years, I had to retain a lawyer, pour my heart out in front of a judge and wait. When I was finally “rewarded,” their word not mine, my disability, I protected it like a Faberge egg.
I watched over it, but at what cost? I was warned that the SSI fraud department were patrolling Facebook and Instagram accounts.
I had friends remove videos of me going down a slide on a boat, because fun means you aren’t disabled. I missed out on activities, refused to be in photos or check in, all because “they” were watching.