Way back when I was fighting Paula Bennett, the then Social Development Minister, in the media, Labour made a lot of noise about trying to effect a cultural change at Continue Reading →
I’ve been the lucky recipient of not one, not two, but four letters from WINZ this week, each one requiring different things of me. I want people to understand how Continue Reading →
I’m exhausted. I’m exhausted because I’m sick, because I did too much today, because the last two weeks have all caught up with me. And I have done nothing, nothing, Continue Reading →
I’ve been struggling to deal with the public debate around beneficiary rights that’s continued since Metiria Turei’s game-changing speech last week.
The word ‘fraud’ calls to mind, for me, a nefarious character who is willingly and maliciously ripping off a system to the tune of thousands of dollars.
Part of the idea of disability porn – aka inspiration porn – is the concept for ABS: Always Be Smiling. That the person with a disability is not only there Continue Reading →
This week, I moved house. I wrote a bit about what it means to try and relocate when you’re disabled or chronically ill. I wanted to expand on some of Continue Reading →
After my post about chronic illness being a fulltime job, and how hard and exhausting it can be, a few people asked me – how do I manage to self-advocate? Continue Reading →
So you’ve got a chronic illness? Shit’s about to get real. Here’s something I can say with completely certainty: the “system” (multiple systems) can, and will, let you down. You Continue Reading →
I’m not surprised, Bill, I’m just disappointed. Actually, that’s not true. I am surprised. I shouldn’t be –I damn well shouldn’t be, after the past four years – but I Continue Reading →