On a rant today

As superstitious as I am I hate to go jinxing things and commenting on how nice of a day today has been before it is even over but it really is a nice family Sunay here.  Hanging out with my two favorite fellas watching comedy shows and listening to good music before the meds set in an zombie man takes over my husband.  Read an op-ed on Nation of Change that bothered me a little and I have to speak my mind a little here.  It was regarding social security/ disability and the number of able minded able bodied people who collect and sit on their butts living off of us "work beasts".  I wholeheartedly agree there are hoards of people taking advantage of this system that should not be on it and do not deny there are scammers out there.  BUT especially in reference to the people who suffer from mental or psychological disorders; how do you judge a moment in someones day or someones life for that matter and say oh they can't be depressed they are at the beach or they went to a concert with friends nothing wrong with them.  I make jokes about my husbands condition sometimes or usual phrases that may seem a little flippant but it is only because I have been living with this man over 16 years now and watching him battle this disease all those years.  Watched him slowly fade and shrink from the charismatic,charming,energetic hands on father to a man who sits in a room daily afraid to leave the house.  He has missed school functions,birthday celebrations, days at the beach or the park or the movies.  Now the occasions I have managed to pull him from the sanctuary of his bed I have either had to beg, threaten, or fight to get him to leave and when we got out to maybe a restarant or a grocery store it was then a battle to have him not behave like Robin Williams on speed or some raging idiot who starts a fight with someone who looked at him the wrong way.  9 times out of ten these little excursions end up nobody being happy an my husband slipping of into a two day medication induced sleep.  I am so sick of hearing about the crooks and moochers and freeloaders who sit on their asses and do nothing while others(and I am one of those others)work their asses off through sickness,aches and pains and all else.  Ask me about the day he texted me from work talking about ending it all and how I finished working my shift before rushing home to him and spent the evening getting him admitted to a psych center only to get home at 3a.m. and go in to work at 5 a.m. and work an eight hour shift.  Not just the physical exhaustion but the psychological turmoil of having to tell total strangers you are afraid of walking in one day and finding your husbands brains on the wall.  I get we are all frustrated with people using the system and taking advantage of our government but how about we learn to look a little closer at who is "faking" and who is legit.  And anyone who thinks the process of applying for these benefits is quick or easy has obviously never been through this with someone.  My favorite aunt suffered a stroke some years ago and was left partially paralyzed an completely blind.  It was about two years later she passed away.  Her first disability check arrived in the mail three days after her funeral.  And her family couldn't even use that money to help with her funeral costs since they had to send it back to the gov.