This is the most apathetic I've felt about myself and the world to date. I just don't care.
I'm out on leave again, because the thought of work sends me into an anxiety attack. I'm not functioning when my brain is making decisions to avoid panic or anxiety attacks.
This could spell the end of my job if my therapist can't certify the paperwork. My psychiatrist (the asshole) won't do it. I told him what's going on, because he manages medication.
I've been up against this wall before, but this time may be it. Losing my job because of who I am and mental illness. I still feel like they all think I'm making this up.
But I don't care. Yay free time?
I should probably stop posting here...
I'm out on leave again, because the thought of work sends me into an anxiety attack. I'm not functioning when my brain is making decisions to avoid panic or anxiety attacks.
This could spell the end of my job if my therapist can't certify the paperwork. My psychiatrist (the asshole) won't do it. I told him what's going on, because he manages medication.
I've been up against this wall before, but this time may be it. Losing my job because of who I am and mental illness. I still feel like they all think I'm making this up.
But I don't care. Yay free time?
I should probably stop posting here...



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