TPA 81 Disability at Last

I've been trying to get into disability since I was eighteen. That's almost twenty years ago. We never went full into trying until we met with my current psychiatrist. A lot of events happened today and yesterday. I got a notice that my food stamps were going down by a hundred dollars. This was devastating because I depend on those stamps to get my daily bread. Or I should say my monthly bread. I try to shop only once a month to avoid the strangers. I told my mom and she reassured me that I would be fine because my housing bill was going down which meant I could pay for more food. It didn't make me happy and sent me into a spiral. The same day, I also received a letter saying I would need a benefactor to help me with receiving payments from Social Security. I was confused because I didn't receive benefits, at least not yet. I showed my mom the letter and we went to their offices today. I was underdressed with only two layers of clothin in thirty degree weather. Add in the flurry of snow and you see how I was miserable. We finally got in fifteen minutes later. I went to the car to get warmed up and when I returned with the car keys, one of the people in line thought I was there to open the door. We had to wait another five minutes before the guard let us in. He told us the rules, no weapons, no drugs, and please silence your phones. I got in line and got a number. I think I was the fourth or fifth person to get called. But that was a misfire. We were sent back because we needed a specialist. In total, I'd say we waited about an hour before we got the help we needed. We signed some paperwork, handed over our IDs and talked with this nice woman who told me that this meant that I was now on disability. I went numb. My mom was so excited she grabbed my knee. I thought I would never be on disability because of all the hardships I've gone through. Just last month, I was crushed because I only had a hundred dollars in my bank account after payments. Now I'll have a bit more than that in the coming weeks. We talked some more with the woman and asked her about the particulars and what would be expected of us. She took the time to calmly explain what would happen, the amount I would get and changes I could expect. We left with smiles on our faces. When I texted my dad the news he responede with several clapping emojis and several smiley faces. We drove home in a shock. I was... am still in a state of shock. Could it be that we did it? We did. I am now on disability which will help a lot. We went home and I gave my folks several hugs. We decided to go out for pizza to celebrate later on today. We also offered several prayers of thanks to God for bringing us here. Now I have to wonder, where will he take me next?

After that, my mom and I did our prayer meet with the perfected by blood people. We talked about the river we saw last time. My mom said she saw an ocean, I saw a river, this time with a fuller tree. I dove into the river but despite the storng current, I could easily swim. I dove down and there was an ugly yellow plant that looked like seaweed. I pulled it up, roots and all, and sat under the tree. It felt both papery and rubbery despite being under the water. I then prayed for a friend of mine that I hadn't seen in a long time and I think God wants me to contact them. I'll do that later, right now, I'm taking a nap.