The search for validation is a common quest for verts (that’s what I call people who can walk, because it’s short for vertical). But for crippled people, that common quest is twisted into a search for invalidation. This seems to be especially true for people who are both crippled and broke ass, because there are some programs for which being merely crippled isn’t enough to qualify.
That’s how it is if you want to sign up for something like SSI or Medicaid or public housing. You have to go down to an office with your doctor’s note certifying that you are crippled and you also have to turn your pockets inside out and sign a bunch of papers swearing under penalty of perjury that you are indeed as broke ass as you attest to be. Then they stamp the word INVALID on your forehead, so to speak, and you’re good to go.
Ah, but the stamp isn’t permanent. It fades over time, so you’ll have to go get re-invalidated again sooner or later. That means you have to make sure you