You know why you never have to be jealous of someone who can't work due to anxiety? (I learned this from personal experience last year.)
When you can't work due to anxiety, it's not a vacation. It feels like you're having a really long, bad day at work but it's happening while you're staying home in bed, trying to get back to a comfortable place in your mind, and in the meanwhile you're earning no money and going through your savings in the process.
You feel steps away from being homeless and dying in a gutter because just keeping your body alive is the best you can do.
It's f****** awful. So you never, ever have to be jealous of someone who's too anxious to work and still gets to have someone pay her rent.
Like, I was in the past, but now I know better.
Even if you're really exhausted at your job at which you don't make enough and you have to leave and get your feet taped up and then come back to finish your work shift (I still can't believe that actually happened. Do you know what else I wonder? I never paid a bill. I thought my insurance actually covered it, but now I wonder if either my stepfather paid it or the podiatrist forgave it, because I never got any sort of bill.)
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