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Definitely ask for a psychologist referral!  You want someone on your side who can understand your issues and be willing and eager to advocate for you with the beancounters because disability can be rather hard to get some places, like just south of the border in America.Having a psychologist means you have a more qualified specialist filling out your papers (which is a positive for you and for the government), and it means you can be seeing someone who can get to know your issues in greater depth and expertise for further government and non-profit organization provided aid.If seeing a psychologist on a regular basis is still too difficult for you, start with your initial appointment and then perhaps build up a rapport with a good therapist through distanced appointments (like via telephone, if that is easier) until you can be going into a physical office.  It would probably look good on the form if your psychologist can truthfully state that you are currently seeking regular treatment for your disorders because of how serious and debilitating they are.I don't know how disability in Canada works, but I have gone through the process in the US, and specifically for anxiety and depression, like you.  Don't settle for a reluctant or wishywashy doctor or psychologist, especially when it comes to obtaining the resources for basic survival.  I also advise doing some internet searches on how to persuasively file for disability in Canada.  Be prepared to fight for your case through an appeal, if it should come to that, and understand the requirements and processes involved in applying for disability by reading government literature and reviewing success stories on discussion websites.

I’ve never had to. It’s never required in my country.I’d leave it blank until forced to make something up.

Gut wrenching to say the least. I was 19 years old, got pregnant by a guy on our second date. Now it's called date rape. Back then, almost 30 years ago, saying no didn't matter much. He was my first. We broke up after couple more dates because I was a “prude”Found out on my second trimester. My menstrual cycle had always been very irregular. When my mom and I found out, I left to another city where there was a home for unwed mothers. It was silently decided the baby would be given up for adoption.I decided to go through a private adoption where I can choose the parents. I looked through pictures after pictures and read stories after stories of couples then decided on an Asian couple since I am also Asian. I thought it would be less difficult on the child.Everyday I made sure I didn't get attached to the baby, everyday I spoke with the adoptive mother hoping the baby would get used to her voice. I made plans for after birth, going back to school getting on with my life.I felt great about the choices I made. I wasn't going to regret any of it since I was making the best decision for the baby and I.Then she was born, my beautiful Monica. D, the adoptive mother was in the birthing room along with G, the adoptive father. G had cut the cord and when the doctor handed the baby to me I said to hand the baby to D. I wanted her to be the first one to hold her. D held her and showed the baby to me. She was beautiful.Due to some complications I was to stay in the hospital for few more days. Adoption lawyer came to see me and I asked her if the baby could stay with me for one more day. Then I saw D through the the crack of the door.She literally crumbled to the floor. I could see the fear in her eyes. I quickly told the lawyer it would not be necessary. I didn't want to hurt D. Monica was her baby her child. Monica and D left. I saw them when I was discharged from the hospital. She thanked me over and over and wished me well. We had become really good friends, it helped that I genuinely like them. We parted ways and I came back home. I hadn't shed a single tear.Then it all changed. In the middle of the night when everyone was sleeping I would quietly get out of bed to open the box that contained Monica's baby clothes she wore at the hospital. I could still smell her. I would cry, my throat burned from trying not to make any noise. I would fist my chest hard over and over again. Some nights it felt like I could still feel her inside me. For years and years I would cry everytime I saw a baby.I don't regret the decision. I met Monica when she turned 18 thanks to D. She had turned into a beautiful smart young lady. I didn't cry when I met her. Didn't want to seem emotional nor expect her to call me mom. I acted very casual, asked her about school and made small talk and came home.On the way home I bawled and screamed while my husband drove. My heart was tearing into pieces.What did it feel like giving her for adoption? For almost 30 years, there isn't a single day I don't think about her. Everyday still I check her Facebook page, I do not leave any messages but I look at her pictures and read her posts. Everyday I whisper “I am sorry” looking at her picture.EDIT: Thank you everyone for your kind words. I have since become a mother of two and and a wife to a loving husband. Although I don't regret the decision I made then, if I knew then what I know now I would have raised her on my own. I was scared young woman who thought I couldn't do it.I am one of the few very lucky ones. The child I gave up grew up in a family full of love and she has blossomed into a beautiful intelligent woman and I have been able to witness it. She doesn't hate me, or a least I hope she doesn't.Once again, thank you.

I’m a 13-year-old boy who lives in the UK.Since I was about 7, I have always wanted to have a different family. At first because I thought it was cool. Then came the time when I realised then I was just a background object and didn’t belong in my family. My parents have always thought since I was child they stopped when my little brother was born but started again when he turned 1.My mum is always shouting at me to the point where I feel it is verbal and emotional abuse and that I am drowning in it. My dad’s way of “abuse” is more subtle but more painful. Unlike my mum who straight out says it to my face, my dad uses my abuse from mum to start more arguments with her, which she just returns back to me. Or when there are times when I break down and cry my dad threatens to hit me so that I shut up. He has hit me before but never left a mark. I have complained at school before and the school took action but my mum was “nice” to me during that week where there were social workers and they wrote it off as being stupid and looking for attention.Along with this my mum is controlling over my actions, telling me what to do and how to do it, along with simple actions like whom my friends can or can’t be. Forcing me to do things I don’t want to do. Screaming at me then make me feel bad that it was my fault she was screaming at me and increasing her blood pressure.Both of my parents don’t understand me or understand how I feel or that I simply have emotions. Neither of them seems to support my decisions and say that what I am doing is stupid or a waste of time as I will never be good at it. Or fully restricting me in completing actions like playing sports at school that she calls the school saying I can’t compete at this or that.My dad is now separated with my and is living with another woman. He doesn’t support me but uses me as a way to get his “woman” to agree with him saying “Isn’t he talented” yet still complain that I am not achieving enough. And when he says things like I this I ask him to support me but he says, “No, ask your mum”. But I my mum can’t as she has to support 3 children and I understand that.I don’t feel loved or wanted by family but instead feel like an object that is there for their convenience.Of course there are times when they treat me “nicely” but that happens more often with my dad as I don’t live with and only visit him on the first weekend of the month. But that always reminds me that the only reason that I am with him is that my mum had to fight a court case that he had to see us at a set time or he wouldn’t at all. However, with my mum when she treats me “nicely” it either that she has a request for me that she can’t force me to do, she is too tired to be bothered or that we have visitors. But then again that is a limited time before it starts all over again. So I tend to avoid her for as long as possible like locking myself in my bedroom so I don’t see her at all.I have thought about running away for the last 4 years and accidently said it out loud in front of my mum but she told that I have nowhere to go and that nowhere would want me. I have thought about suicide as a way to escape and attempted it once while I was sent away at a boarding school abroad as my mum said she couldn’t “deal” with me. But now I want to live, as there are lots of things that I want to do and want feel loved and be happy with life.And it’s not like I can talk about it in school, as I don’t have anyone who I could truly say was my friend. As all of them or the people who I was convinced where my friends have left me or simply drifted away from me and only talk to me if there is no-one else to talk to. I wouldn’t mind living with other family members however they are either living abroad or already abroad and I don’t want to feel that I am intruding upon them giving them extra hassle. If I moved school I wouldn’t care as I already have no friends or any reason to stay there.Please help me. I just want to have another family and actually feel like that I am in a family but I don’t want to be put into a group home. As well as the fact that I fear that everything would get worse if they found out or that my parents wouldn’t agree to me leaving. Even if my parents stopped fighting I highly doubt this would stop. So please I beg of you to help me.

I’m not sure what ‘disowned’ means, is this a legal situation where you are emancipated or are you just out of the house and not supported?If you are just on your own and not supported you are out of luck. It isn’t any different than any other kid. Until you are 24, you are not independent for aid and have to file FAFSA with your information and your parent financial information. This does not require your parents to pay anything. But it is used for the aid calculations.There are a limited set of circumstances where you can file with just your information only. This is called being an Independent Student for aid and it is not based on your parents supporting you are not. It is based on these criteria:https://studentaid.ed.gov/sa/faf...Now if your parents refuse to provide information you are still out of luck. You may file a FAFSA with only your information but aid will be limited. The most you will get is a federal loan starting at $5,500 for freshman year. You will have to contact the financial aid office at the colleges where you are accepted in order to get the override instructions. You won’t get any Pell Grant or college aid in this case.

It’s worse than that: on most forms that have only a few options (Joseph Boyle is right that the US Census now gets more specific), Asians-and-Pacific-Islanders is all one group. That means from the Maori through Indonesia and Polynesia, then Vietnam, straight up past Mongolia, and east out to Japan and west right out past India — all one “race”. Why?Because racism, that’s why.To be specific, because historically in the US the only racial difference that counted was white/black — that is, white and and not-white. For centuries that was how distinctions of race and (implied) class were made. There were quite a few court cases where light-skinned Japanese (etc) petitioned to be declared white — they usually weren’t — and where dark-skinned South Asians (etc) petitioned to be declared non-black — which sometimes worked. In fact, it worked so well that some American Blacks donned turbans and comic-opera inaccurate “Eastern” garb to perform more widely as an “Indian” musician than they’d ever be allowed to do in their original identity.So in the 1800s, there was white and Black. Period. Well, ok, and Native Americans, but to the people that mattered, they hardly counted (and were all dead, anyhow, right?). As colonialism and rising globalization brought more and more people who were neither white nor black to North America, there became an increasing dilemma about how to classify this cacophonous mob of confusing non-white people.Eventually the terms “Arab” and “Asian” came to be widely used, and some classifiers (see also Why is "Caucasian" a term used to label white people of European descent? ) also separated Pacific islander from the general morass of “Asian”. But in general, everyone from the Mysteeeeerious East was just called one thing, unless you felt you needed to specify a country.So, like I said: racism. And a racist tendency to dismiss as unimportant distinctions between different groups of “unimportant” people.

Rather than asking us in an abstract way, if you could provide us a sample of a list and tell us the outcome you're seeking, perhaps we could come up with alternatives ... ("No" is so boring ... and could be wasteful if we're not sure of what outcome you're seeking...)

I’m not a big fan of commenting upon the laws of another country, but I was asked my opinion by Patrick Crosset, who, as far as I can tell, is French.As far as I can tell, this comes down to one of the biggest questions of our times: do we, as a society, accept homosexual people, transgender people, etc. as who they claim they are? If I discovered that I was actually a woman, wouldn’t my daughter now have two mothers? If I’d married a man and retained parental rights over my daughter, wouldn’t she have two fathers?I don’t see a reason not to change the form. It doesn’t confer upon them more rights than I have. It doesn’t harm me. It doesn’t make any actual difference.“The amendment aims to anchor into law the family diversity of children in the administrative forms submitted in school,” LREM lawmaker Valérie Petit said, according to the French outlet 20 Minutes.Works for me. If I had two parents who were both male or female for whatever reason, I would feel a lot more included than if I had to deal with the question of how to fill out some stupid government form.I’ve seen two arguments against this “substitution” thus far:It is an attack upon the value of parents as being either “father” or “mother.”It is an attack upon gender.As to the first, I don’t get it. Why does it make a difference if you get listed as “mother/father” or “parent?” Do you really have to be recognized as one of those two ideas? If you’re “demoted” to “parent,” are you somehow less? Are you being slighted? Will your kid switch to calling you, “Parent 1?” That seems a pretty weak argument.As to the second, it’s 2019. I don’t think there really needs to be a war in the name of “gender identity.” People can be whoever they want to be. Your life is a book, and you write it however you may wish. It isn’t up to others to dictate it. We all pay taxes. We’re all equal. Let it go at that. The new government form more adequately represents the people filling it out? That seems like a good idea.In addition,The amendment, which passed into law alongside a new school bill Tuesday, has been seen by France’s majority La République en Marche Party (LREM) as a necessary step to bring France’s schools into line with the European nation’s 2013 same-sex marriage law.So it isn’t even like this came from nowhere. Instead, it comes down to the same question as same-sex marriage. When do we decide that people get to make decisions for themselves and that two men or two women getting married doesn’t make my heterosexual marriage with my wife any less valid?[All quotes from Newsweek]

Charitable Donations Can Be Tax Deductible As long as your gifts are given to 501(c)(3) organizations, charitable donations to them are deductible to the extent the value you give exceeds the value you receive.

1. Make a Wish Foundation. Salvation Army. Prison Fellowship Organization. Toys for Tots. United Way Christmas Bureau. Operation Christmas Child. Christmas Spirit Foundation.

Tax Breaks for Donations The IRS outlines the specific guidelines for such donations, but it generally includes the following restrictions. Donate to a qualified, 501(c)(3) organization. ... If the standard deduction amount is more than your itemized deductions, you may not able to list the charity donation directly.

Adopting a family is a way of giving gifts to a specific family who is in need. While this type of charity giving is often necessary and appreciated during the holiday season, it may not qualify you for a tax deduction.

Volunteer. No matter what you do, volunteering is a selfless act that will help transform the lives of many people over the holiday season. ... Make a reverse advent calendar. ... Give blood. ... Befriend an elderly person. ... Invite international students over for Christmas. ... Perform simple, random acts of kindness.