Thoughts of a Narcoleptic Mind

Noone should be surprised that alternate facts are being used by people who seem to live in an alternate reality.

Until 2014, I have worked since high school. At times, I have held three jobs at once. I have worked hard. I have struggled through illness, with no clue as to why it was so hard to make it through the day. There were days I didn't think I would make it through the work day. There were times I didn't think I could make it to the bus stop, but I did. I pushed until I thought I couldn't push anymore. I stood when I felt there was no way possible I could keep from collapsing to the ground. Every single day was a struggle, but I did it. I am not lazy. I am not a slacker. I am by no means weak. I am a fighter. I fight every damn day,  and no person should have to fight just to make it through a day. Now, everyday I have one more reason to be scared. Despite the fact that I have spent 30+ years working my a$$ off, putting myself through school, doing the best I could to maintain a career, the fact is that even if I am approved for my SSDI that I worked for, my government is work