I’m a depressed empath, with complex PTSD, living with chronic pain and fatigue. What does that make, you ask? It makes for an interesting, albeit miserable combination.
I’ve been a bit of a recluse for the last several months. Truth be told, it’s more like couple of years.
It’s just gotten worse in the last few months.
I applied for disability and was denied. The medications I’m on alone prevent me from being able to hold a job down. I’m not even allowed to drive while on my meds. So, I’ve appealed and I pray that I get approved this time around.
My notice of decision said I was denied because I walked unassisted, and was able to manage my own money. They also agreed that I wouldn’t be able to do the type of work I used to and had no suggestions of a line of work I could go into. Umm….. really?
As most of you know I had a mini stroke several years ago. It altered my personality, and I’ve not been the same since. I don’t have a lot patience and to be honest I get grumpy really quick when dealing with the public.
Anyway….until next time;