I can't keep a job I guess. I went back to work after a hiatus from a mixed episode on Wednesday. I had a hellish night Thursday and that, combined with a severe depressive episode that's crept in, means that I'm not able to work. 

Y'all. I just started this job two months ago. I'm so mad at myself. But between a certain client's anger outbursts and another client picking and choosing which of his meds he wants to take and trying to eat everything in the house, I just couldn't take it. I talked to my therapist about it, and she said that anger outburst client in particular could have potentially triggered some stuff from my past. I don't know if I'd go that far, but it was too much for me regardless. 

Had my way about it, I just wouldn't work. But I got myself in a mountain of debt. With student loans and my car payment, I have royally screwed myself over. I wouldn't have even gone to school if I had known my bipolar would be this bad. As for the car, I wouldn't have gotten it if I had known keeping a job would be this hard. Now my depression is worse because I'm beating myself up over being a waste to society and to myself.