Hello my babies, as it is known a few days ago, I got diagnosed with bipolar which made since for my whole life. The doctor, which was a goddess made me feel very welcomed and understood my pain. Having bipolar is not a pain, that is not what I meant. I mean, having ups and downs non-stop, everyone just acknowledging this a "phase". Stop being lazy, stop acting like a child are the two phrases that made part of life. Don't know if it did to you as well. 
My former job started pretty awkward, the boss would get there late for training me and my colleagues, because of my bipolar that I didn't know at the time, this triggered me a lot. So I was ready to start watching people teach and get ready for the spirit of the thing, but no, he made me go straight into teaching that triggered my anxiety in insane levels, I wanted to vomit and cry ever time I got home. Because, I was prepared for something totally different and he throws into the fire. So basically all this personal stuff comes around, my doctor helped me with my meds and sleeping pills to come down my euphoria, finally felt right. I took the meds too late and overslept, this boss got pissed and fired me. I never felt so happy to be fired, my anxiety has come down.