Ah, the wonders of government efficiency! Here I am, surviving on Social Security Disability Insurance—the bare-minimum lifeline I earned back when my body still worked. The IRS itself acknowledges this money isn’t taxable unless I somehow start raking in over $25,000 ($34,000 if married). Spoiler alert: my cane hasn’t magically turned into an ATM.

Yet, here we are, forcing disabled individuals through another round of humiliating paperwork. Because apparently, America’s top priority is ensuring that people too sick to work aren’t secretly billionaires laundering cash through SSDI checks. Makes perfect sense, right?

And what a delightful process it is! I get to:

• Wrestle with tax forms that could stump a seasoned accountant
• Potentially shell out for software just to confirm my poverty
• Risk penalties if I fail to prove my inability to generate taxable income

Meanwhile, the Walton family enjoys lower tax rates than I do, and Elon Musk occasionally owes $0 in federal taxes. But sure, let’s scrutinize the disabled—because clearly, SSDI recipients are rolling in untaxed riches.

The cherry on top? This entire ordeal is funded by my past tax payments—the same money now being used to harass me about not owing taxes. It’s like being forced to buy the rope they’re using to hang me.

This isn’t just inefficient; it’s institutionalized cruelty. A system designed to degrade the vulnerable while the truly wealthy laugh all the way to their offshore accounts. I played by the rules, I paid my dues, and all I ask is to be left in peace. Is that really too much to ask?