I have spent 37 years on this planet. Lets ignore the first 18, when I was a child, leaving me with 19 years making my own decisions and making mistakes and success.
All 19 of those I have had mental health issues, the last 6 they have been serious enough to stop me from making my own living.
I am now getting to the point, of being able to work again. I still have another 30 years of working, so I need to do something. I have touched on working before on this blog, but I have hit a brick wall in what I want to do, I have tried doing so courses, but I just don’t have the attention span to sit down and learn stuff, I need to learn as I do not read about it.
Getting a job anywhere without a degree seems really tough however, getting a job having not been in the market for 6 years is almost impossible.
I have a list of jobs I don’t want to do, but am I able to be that fussy? Whatever I end up doing, needs to be in line with Monkey and his school and my partner’s shifts. What is the point of working to pay childcare?
I will admit I have been lucky (?) to have been able to stay with Monkey, but if I am going to be honest I would much rather have had my mental health stable and a job.
Just thinking of working sends me into a tizz. Does that mean I am not ready? Or just nervous about changing my status quo?