Thank you (again)
Today my story was on the front page of stuff.co.nz, and of my local newspaper, The Nelson Mail. The best thing about this is I’ve had so many more Continue Reading →
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I’m not going away
Today I got an email from the Work and Income Service Centre Manager, letting me know that my Disability Allowance has been altered, and I will once again be receiving Continue Reading →
There’s fight left yet
Today I had another appointment at Work and Income. It lasted for two hours (they’re usually 30 minutes at most), and I was met at the doorway by the Regional Continue Reading →
‘Let me know what I can do to help’
Recently The Wireless published a challenging piece on how to talk to people who are ill. *Note: I have updated this article since I experienced an extremely uncomfortable situation Continue Reading →
Let’s talk about WINZ
I’m not going away, or shutting up – though, as I’ve discovered in the past few days, there are people who would like me to do so. Here’s a message Continue Reading →
This is not my story
First of all, thank you. Thank you for the support, the offers of assistance, and the huge amount of information I’ve been given around complaints, reviews, and advocacy procedures. It’s Continue Reading →
Terror and humiliation – just another day with WINZ
I have tried to be fair. I have tried to be understanding of the good work WINZ does, and their well-intentioned policies, and to work within those structures. I have Continue Reading →
More milestones
Last night, while I was brushing my hair and watching strands of it drift to the floor – sorry, gross image, but yes, it falls out – I suddenly realised Continue Reading →
Quick WINZ update
As you may remember from this post three weeks ago, WINZ is currently “reviewing” my disability allowance. The disability allowance is the portion of my benefit that helps towards costs directly relate Continue Reading →
Unlocked
The last tendrils of sun slide off the sand into the sea We pull in when the road gets rocky and watch the cold smudges of mountains fade in the Continue Reading →