Thank you for providing me with the perfect example of classism I needed to prove my point about how people treat and think about the poor.
My father had schizoaffective disorder, and had maybe five beers in his lifetime. He kept a minimum wage job for most of his life after serving in the Air Force during the Vietnam War. He struggled to find a job during the Midwest Farm Crisis, and needed to rely on American’s safety net.
My mother has bipolar disorder. She worked a good deal of her life when she was psychiatrically able. But she was disabled. She has also had about three drinks in her life.
My parents were jack Mormons, those who are outside the church but still connected. They drank caffeine. That’s how they broke the rules.
I have had to both justify my existence and explain why a fractured and broken mental health system led my siblings and me to be traumatized over and over. Hilariously, I have had pro-lifers say my mom shouldn’t have had me. Should she have had an abortion?
Your misfired assumptions, your stereotypes, and your callousness are all familiar to me. I appreciate you giving me your words.