After about two years of not working and trying to keep my mental illness at bay, I have found myself cut off emotionally and financially from my family. Which means I need to work! I have never not been offered a job that I have interviewed for, however, within months, sometimes weeks, I deteriorate and end up quitting or losing the job. Once I get to the job, I’m
Fine and feel a sense of pride that I have done my job-but getting there is a bear! The alarm goes off and lay there not wanting to participate in life. Then my mind starts to get creative with excuses for not going into work. In my sleepy-ness and dread to function I can justify any excuse not to show up. How do I function as a worker among workers when, up until this point, I have been enabled not to work, find no pride in my work, battle boundaries around over sharing with coworkers, all the while dealing with a depression hole that seems impossible to climb my way out of. How can I worry about customer experience when, by three hours into my shift, I have thought about how much easier it would be on me and my family if I just didn’t exist.... then on the rare occasion I find a job I actually love, I go above and beyond for months. Hoping for recognition or a pat on the back. When that doesn’t come not only do I get resentful I experience burnout. Ugh! #workingwithdepression