After finishing college. While applying for one of my first big kid jobs, there was a segment in which you could report mental illnesses as a disability. I cried about it more than once and probably will again.
I had been living in a deep depression and anxiety haze for the majority of 3ish years. I remember being confused why I’d be suddenly overwhelmed with emotional distress while walking to class and had no clue where it came from. I didn’t know I was also experiencing frequent panic attacks, sometimes daily.
Needless to say, I am now just aware that I’m periodically going to take trips back down and just try to “suit up” and prepare as best I can to survive them. It’s easier knowing more about what’s going on, but it’s still hell.
After finishing college. While applying for one of my first big kid jobs, there was a segment in which you could report mental illnesses as a disability. I cried about it more than once and probably will again.
I had been living in a deep depression and anxiety haze for the majority of 3ish years. I remember being confused why I’d be suddenly overwhelmed with emotional distress while walking to class and had no clue where it came from. I didn’t know I was also experiencing frequent panic attacks, sometimes daily.
Needless to say, I am now just aware that I’m periodically going to take trips back down and just try to “suit up” and prepare as best I can to survive them. It’s easier knowing more about what’s going on, but it’s still hell.