I understand the desire to be more positive. The current system is basically killing me. That's the long and short of it. I have a good idea with what already works for me. The problem is more an issue of said reforms not achklowdeging those same solutions. Anything outside that economic drive chain that does not round off correctly is generally rejected.
That said, I have a last ditch plan in place. I'll be presenting the complexity of my case one last time with a team of people helping me outside the box, without allowing myself in being reduced to qualifying for a complex behavior program.
Hard to explain. I need to plan ahead before all my public interactions with medical facilities just to ensure I don't get caught up in the stigma I am often faced with. My interactions are plagued with legitimate issues/impairments that quickly get out of hand as most staff in the lower end of medical facilities are robot driven (no offense) which leaves them little time and energy to afford me the space and time I need to be understood. That's when I have to raise my voice over the plastic barriers because I can't hear them (also legit issue for me) - but when you combine my raised voice that then starts to stutter and quaver as I get lost in my words and or overloaded with the speed and information being relayed to me ... yadda yadda
Unable to follow signs correctly when under stress, order my lunch behind a very loud and rushed line of people wanting me gone ... and so on
The trouble with NDIS in this demographic of invisible disabilities (although becomes quickly visible) - or better said when put with untrained ABN support workers who have no idea how to redirect, advocate, be unassuming, and so many more other facets to assisting in this minefield of which I speak ...
... and here is the crux of the matter when it comes to being certified a chronic and complex case, the complexities of one trying to fit within such an economically driven society for all it's great advances, the only way NDIS will reinstate previously qualified assistance (before the NDIS take over) is for me to be blamed as someone with behaviour issues? AKA - must qualify for a 'Complex Behavior Program.'
I want to be positive too. But those things need to be aired before I can move on. Lately I have been doing better hanging out with people just released from the mental ward than your average run of the mill NDIS workers. That's actually positive stuff in it's own right. Being truly accepted is where healing begins.
Anyways - I go make a positive post about getting fitter. I see what happens with the new NDIS worker I have line up. I've started putting my foot down with how I am treated and I think it is helping. I don't mind training those who need a little help, but more careful when it comes to medical visits. I need better support for that and avoid it at all cost. My extreme PTSD plays heavily into that where being mistreated did not just take place in childrens and foster homes.
I'm not quitting NDIS any time soon - they might actually dump me on the grounds that I am too much work for those not into complex cases which is fine by me. I don't like quitting and I also like keeping them honest, however it gets draining. My biggest contribution to society is staying stable but sadly most everyone else makes it about the money and that is where the stigma starts all over again. No matter ... staying stable costs them a LOT less either way so I am good with just working on my stability regardless of what all these professionals would have me think. One GP waved their hand and dismissed my depression as if to suggest I should be out working. I chuckle now to think how many of the less experience behave like that. I am really done with doctors and shrinks when it comes to such things.
Alas ... I am also sick of having to account for being sick and also being told I have behaviour issues. I've actually been very polite in most of my interactions to scared to set medical staff off lest I be branded as aggressive for having such a forceful tone when I speak. More to do with my hearing issue than anything else but I am done caring.
I recently had heart attack symptoms. Swollen legs, pain in the arm and chest, very very faint after just walking a little in the house. My wife wanted to ring an ambulance but I pleaded with her not to because of the Stigma I face every time I am presented to medical authorities.
The noise of the machines, the bright lights, the rapid speech of staff, the dismissals, patronizing, the small spaces, tension of others, body language, micro movements and on and on massibly affect me in ways those professionals care less for. They have taken negative notes on me and just treat me like a drug addict/criminal (which to whom I can respect for if they can respect me) ... My needs are NOT catered for and I am not respected in these so called places of healing. I have asked for the ambulance to only be called for if I am not conscious. I could not stand having to put up with the drama any other way. I mean just look at how they carry on in those ER TV shows ... pretty much sums it up.
Each to their own of course. I'm just not made for hospitals. In fact I am not made for this world despite what the manual may or may not say.
Your right though ... I need to do a memory dump and gather some new data. Mostly most of what I already know but have been distracted from with all this having to prove just how broken I am in order to qualify for X,Y & Z. It's always someone else from NDIS telling me what I could have if I just get an OT ... Make sure you use your funds ... Use it or Lose it! Mentality. Sigh ... You kind of hit the nail on the head re the money and how it's driven. Very Very job focused ... job creation. I had on OT charge thousands for X amount of visits who qualified me for a treadmill (rental at least) but was knocked back still. I was instead told NDIS would prefer to pay someone to come to the gym with me, which for me dismissed all my DXes. Just one conflict after the other. In the end my mother helped me with getting a treadmill off eBay for less than one quarter of what the OT charged NDIS for her wasted time.
I have so many other similar stories where I have had to present my worse day by means of some specialist getting paid X,Y & Z to do X,Y & Z reports going back over and over how it is that I am non functioning in X.Y & Z ...
I've stopped asking for things as a result and also told people to stop telling me what I can and can't get. The consumer side of this process is very really and very toxic. This is separate to the issue of how NDIS is failing mental illness as a whole but just as relevant when it comes to negatively being imprinted with being overly identified in being unable. Before NDIS I use to enjoy my good periods ... now I have none. Something is wrong and they do not like me spelling it out for them. That is when I am fobbed off.
Forgive me unloading like so. It's been a long time since I have written so openly.
I rode my bike good and hard today and look forward to doing so again. I think I will even go for a walk to wind down. I want to get better and sick of being held back like so. I mean not to be thankful as I understand how being so is important re one's healing and also in helping others. I'm working on my contribution right now by doing what I can for myself in order to remain stable. Is not easy getting out but I did see one or two good people on the road that did not try and run me over ... those two niceties I focus on and not hold onto all that other stuff.
Good luck with your own navigating re your own aims and the like.