angel2write
Diamond Member
I can't imagine going through the steps. Applying. Being denied. Appealing. Finding a lawyer. Talking to a lawyer. (PAYING the lawyer...a whole 'nother issue) Being evaluated. Trying to prove I need help.
I can barely ask for normal stuff.
My therapist says that he really thinks I should do it. My last therapist said she thought I should do it. My husband thinks I should do it... but then, he also says he thinks I can work. So that's confusing.
I applied for a job and got it around Christmas. Kept it about three months before the stress wrung me out. I ended up having to quit, give up homeschooling, put my boys in school, went into a complete mental collapse. I was stuck in a nightmare panic attack that lasted day and night for three days. It was insane. It took three weeks of constant Klonopin to get me back to a semi-even keel. I had to get back in therapy. I'm on Lexapro again... I had been SSRI free.
Was the job worth it???
I had a place call me yesterday to see if I was still available to hire. It's not a rough job. It's clerking at a thrift store. The hours fit my kids' schedule ok. My husband thinks I can do it. I'm supposed to start Tuesday.
One of my other support people says it's win-win. If I succeed, then I'm employable. If I get fired, it will help my disability application. I'm ok with that argument.
What I don't want is to destabilize again. I was already stressed over the idea of applying for disability. The job has made me shaky enough that I've been crying and panicking on and off all day. I'm back on the Klonopin again.
I hate this. I hate it. I hate it. I'm intelligent. Educated. Hard working. I want to work. But I also don't want my brain to dissolve into toxic goo again.
I don't know what to do.
I can barely ask for normal stuff.
My therapist says that he really thinks I should do it. My last therapist said she thought I should do it. My husband thinks I should do it... but then, he also says he thinks I can work. So that's confusing.
I applied for a job and got it around Christmas. Kept it about three months before the stress wrung me out. I ended up having to quit, give up homeschooling, put my boys in school, went into a complete mental collapse. I was stuck in a nightmare panic attack that lasted day and night for three days. It was insane. It took three weeks of constant Klonopin to get me back to a semi-even keel. I had to get back in therapy. I'm on Lexapro again... I had been SSRI free.
Was the job worth it???
I had a place call me yesterday to see if I was still available to hire. It's not a rough job. It's clerking at a thrift store. The hours fit my kids' schedule ok. My husband thinks I can do it. I'm supposed to start Tuesday.
One of my other support people says it's win-win. If I succeed, then I'm employable. If I get fired, it will help my disability application. I'm ok with that argument.
What I don't want is to destabilize again. I was already stressed over the idea of applying for disability. The job has made me shaky enough that I've been crying and panicking on and off all day. I'm back on the Klonopin again.
I hate this. I hate it. I hate it. I'm intelligent. Educated. Hard working. I want to work. But I also don't want my brain to dissolve into toxic goo again.
I don't know what to do.