I decided to reveal a deception I undertook as a struggling single mother because I am outraged at how society treats the poor
Last weekend I revealed a lie, a lie that I decided to talk about because of the situation we as a society find ourselves in.
I am the co-leader of the Green party of Aotearoa New Zealand the third biggest political party in our small democracy. We are two months from our general election, and were in a tight tussle to change the government.
Over the weekend, at our partys AGM, we launched an incomes policy which would create the most significant changes to New Zealands welfare system in a generation. Its a comprehensive piece of work that rolls back many of the benefit cuts and sanctions that have been put in place by successive governments in New Zealand (some of which are mirrored in other countries).
I decided this weekend I would tell supporters, the media and the country that two decades ago I lied to a government ministry while I was receiving a benefit.
This is why I did it.
I had my daughter, Piupiu, at 22. I was a single, young mum with no formal education qualifications. After she was born, I knew I needed to forge a career for myself so that I could financially support us and give my girl the best life possible. I made the choice to go to law school.
Over five years, I received a training incentive allowance (a benefit that has since been ditched by our current government), as well as a payment for single parents. I also had help from my family, and my daughters fathers family.
Despite all that support, which is much more than many people in similar circumstances have, I did not have enough money to pay the rent and put food on the table. And so, like many but not all people faced with that choice, I lied to survive.
I lived in a few flats over the years with a few different flatmates. I didnt tell the government department in charge of my benefit about some of those flatmates. If I had, my benefit would have been reduced, and I would not have had enough money to get by.
Of course, I had no idea that when I made that decision that 20-odd years later Id be a politician, campaigning on benefit reform, two months out from an election.
I am in a privileged, fortunate position now; I have a voice and I have a platform. Thousands of other New Zealanders who are on a benefit dont have that. In fact, theyre routinely silenced, marginalised and persecuted for the mere fact that they are poor.
That came into sharp focus a couple of weeks ago when we were preparing for our policy launch. I came across a news story about a woman who took her own life after she was accused of benefit fraud and told that she was to be prosecuted. It was eventually found that she had committed no offence but it was too late for her and the family she left behind. Reading about that case is what spurred me to tell my story the whole story, not the redacted, PR version.
Some people have asked why it took me 15 years as an MP to do it. To that, all I can say is that nobody wants to be defined by a lie I certainly never wanted to be. But the outrage and the urgency I felt after reading that womans story was unlike anything Id ever experienced. For me, it felt like it was now or never.
I also think that as a country we are ready to have a conversation about what life is really like for people on benefits and for the 200,000 Kiwi children growing up in poverty. How the welfare system set up to help people actually keeps them living beneath the poverty line; how the government uses the threat of further poverty against the poor; how the best thing we can do to lift people out of poverty is simply to give them more money.
In the days since the speech, I have heard from scores of people, mostly single mums, who have had to make the same choice I did. Ive had people come up to me on the street and say the same. That reaction was unexpected but has been quite amazing.
Ive also heard from people who are outraged. They think Im a fraud and a criminal. (Of course, as Ive said, I will pay back what I owe.) But importantly, all the abuse and vitriol that beneficiaries face today, by the agencies and in private, is now being levelled at me, in public. That reaction was expected. And it has broken the silence about how awful life on a benefit really is.
I dont know whether peoples feelings towards me will change over time. And actually, it doesnt matter at all. What matters is what comes out of these conversations, and whether we will see the day when our welfare system is restored to its original purpose to be a true safety net that helps our people when they need it.