05/06/2026
Lately I've been trying to find the words to describe what it feels like working in the disability sector, and I keep coming back to one term: moral injury.
Moral injury isn't burnout. It isn't compassion fatigue. It isn't being "too emotional" or caring too much.
It's what happens when you're repeatedly placed in situations where your values, ethics, and professional knowledge tell you one thing, but the system allows or demands another.
It's knowing a participant needs support and watching them fight for it.
It's seeing families pushed to breaking point while trying to navigate impossible processes.
It's spending hours advocating, escalating, gathering evidence, writing reports, and explaining the same thing over and over again, only to watch people fall through the cracks anyway.
As both a Support Coordinator and an NDIS participant myself, I see this from both sides.
I see participants being treated as costs instead of people.
I see professionals forced to justify basic human needs.
I see a disability community that is exhausted, frightened, and increasingly unheard.
And I think many of us are carrying a level of grief that isn't being talked about enough.
Not grief because we care too much. Grief because we care deeply and are constantly witnessing preventable harm.
If you've been feeling angry, helpless, heartbroken, disillusioned, or questioning whether you're making a difference, you might not be burnt out.
You might be experiencing moral injury.
And if that's you, you're certainly not alone.
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