I know I am pretty fortunate, I have an incredible fiancé who supports me completely. I haven't needed surgery. I've been mostly alright, but I feel like I'm never going to be someone in life.
When I got diagnosed I was 19 in college, I didn't handle the diagnosis well and flunked out. I went to a trade school and got an assoicates degree in medical assisting, but learned very quickly that the job causes to much stress after a flare. I got a job at the dollar tree part time until I decided what I want to do, but I liked it so I stayed.
Now I'm a part time assistant manager, but the responsibility and stress have taken over, and I am sick now yet again and holding a position where I have to show up, I really can't call in. My fiancé and I have talked about it and the stress from the job is just to much for me, but if I quit I am 100% financially dependent on him. I know I should be thankful I have him and he is so willing to support me, and I am, but I don't know what to do from here. I don't want to live off of him for the rest of my life, but if I can't handle the stress from the dollar tree, where in the world am I going to go?
I'm sorry if I sound whiny and spoiled. I was raised being told I should be independent, and now that just doesn't seem possible, it's a bitter pill I'm having a horrible time swallowing.
When I got diagnosed I was 19 in college, I didn't handle the diagnosis well and flunked out. I went to a trade school and got an assoicates degree in medical assisting, but learned very quickly that the job causes to much stress after a flare. I got a job at the dollar tree part time until I decided what I want to do, but I liked it so I stayed.
Now I'm a part time assistant manager, but the responsibility and stress have taken over, and I am sick now yet again and holding a position where I have to show up, I really can't call in. My fiancé and I have talked about it and the stress from the job is just to much for me, but if I quit I am 100% financially dependent on him. I know I should be thankful I have him and he is so willing to support me, and I am, but I don't know what to do from here. I don't want to live off of him for the rest of my life, but if I can't handle the stress from the dollar tree, where in the world am I going to go?
I'm sorry if I sound whiny and spoiled. I was raised being told I should be independent, and now that just doesn't seem possible, it's a bitter pill I'm having a horrible time swallowing.