My disability hearing is coming up on August 14, I will simply state the truth..
That I am disabled and unable to hold down a decent job. My anxiety rules my days although I do sleep at night.
I tried to work outside my field and did well in the training part of the job but when I was out of training I found it very hard to remember all that I needed to do and was severely stressed out each day I went to work. My psychiatrist agrees and recommends that I don’t work. I do help my frail mother at times and go see my dad who had a stroke and is paralyzed at a care facility. But to hold down a job I just don’t feel capable due to the Schizoaffective Disorder, Schizophrenia plus depression.
I am not worried, God has my back but it is still stressful to go through it all and show up in front of a judge.
Nothing has really changed that much with my life, my dad is still dying and I am still unable to work but with the good support of family and friends I feel much better about all that is going on. I am especially grateful to God for so many things. I have new hope in the future. Financial doings are even looking up so that is great especially at holiday time. My daughter is coming home for Christmas so we both decided to decorate early this year. My tree will be trimmed tomorrow evening and my daughter already has hers done!
I fill my days with pleasurable activities, shopping a little, coffee a lot and eating out with friends. Walking 5 miles a day every day almost. Took today off because it is Sunday though.
Anxiety is better at last. I have several ways I relieve my anxiety naturally and as long as I maintain those things I am ok.
The Schizoaffective Disorder is under control because I take my anti-psychotics daily (2 kinds) and take good care of my physical health. I exercise, sleep 8-9 hours every night, eat right 80% of the time and maintain contact with friends and family I choose to talk to.
I have lost 38 of the 50 pounds I gained when newly diagnosed. I am happy where I am at and if I lose more I lose more.
I have accepted the fact that I may never work again. Permanent disability is probably what I will end up on. Se la vida.