My life is pretty chaotic at present. My home/romantic life is wonderful but other facets of my life are to put it simply falling apart. I can’t find employment to save my life. I’ve had a kajillion interviews and zero callbacks. The consistent theme lately seems to be rejection. To be perfectly honest, it isn’t a huge surprise to me.
My resume is pretty weak, all things considered. I’ve had two severe mental collapses in my life. Both times my working life seriously regressed. All I have for stable work experience in the last few years is shitty low end crap restaurant jobs that ran me ragged.
That’s why I’m pushing forward with the Vincent House thing. Because I’ve never really gotten any kind of help for being mentally ill. I feel like I would be severely stupid to not further investigate the possibility. As far as that goes, I’m doing what I have to do. I have to first open a case with Florida vocational rehabilitation and designate Vincent House as my provider.
I’ve been through the place and talked to people there. I think these people can really help me get on the right track and I look forward to making it happen.
It’s been ten years since my first nervous breakdown that resulted in my type one bipolar disorder diagnosis. I have tried and tried harder than I thought was humanly possible to make it on my own. I simply can’t make a decent living with what’s available to me. I can’t handle the heat of kitchens any more with all the meds that I take daily.
I’m just not built for straight up warfare type jobs anymore. I need a new skill or something. I had my intake/orientation appointment with vocational rehabilitation a couple days ago. Tuesday I have my meeting with the counselor to talk about my history and determine my eligibility I suppose.
Here’s hoping. I feel like this is my best shot and I’m taking it. Say a little invocation for me, won’t you?