I used to work, but I got so bad that even with all the meds[and weed] I could not deal with people, or deal with my husband and son. It has been 2 years since I have had to work. I have to say that the stress of trying to work was enormous...I am glad that I don't have to try and hold down a job. Stress really sends me into crazy mania and then bad stuff happens...my husband DJ has gone to great lengths to make my life as stress free and easy as possible...he is the best. Now all I have to do is take care of our son and just do everyday simple stuff. When we were in Costa Rica and I was so crazy & ill, we had a full time housekeeper. Once I started to feel better, we kept the housekeeper anyway, as she became part of our family. If I didn't have all of the help and support at that time, I probably would have ended up in the hospital. Now I am feeling much better, but I know that I will not ever be employable again. I just can't get upset, or everything goes to shit. I get sad when I think that I can't work, as I used to enjoy working, but the thought of having to deal with coworkers and stuff makes me very nervous...It sucks not being normal.
