My name is William, and I am a disabled Veteran. I suffer from some physical injuries which contribute to my mental illness. When I got out of the military, I had great plans about what I wanted to do with my life. Unfortunately, I had several breakdowns and was hospitalized four times. Every time I was released from the hospital, it was back to the same old routine and the same old environment that were contributing to my mental illness. Except for the last time.
The last time I was released from the hospital, my nurse recommended I take a look at a CFC-supported organization that is much like a clubhouse. I took a tour and fell in love. Now instead of sitting at home and staring at the walls, I have a place to go to where I can do meaningful work and socialize with others. Being a member is like having a second family. On any given day, I have many brothers and sisters who care about me and about whom I also care.
There is so much to do: You can work wherever you want and contribute however much you can. I’ve worked in the kitchen, the café, membership unit, communications unit, and the administration unit. These last two years have been a life-saver and have kept me out of the hospital.
Cause: Veterans/Human Services