InaneAnomaly Posted:
No, I can’t go out and get a job because I suffer from panic attacks when I leave the house. When I was twelve I had a nervous breakdown in school and haven’t returned to “normal” society since.
And it’s not just a case of dealing with the stress. I’m already on medication and have tried various other ways of dealing with my anxiety problems, but they’re just too bad.
I get physical manifestations of my stress no matter how hard I try. I can feel perfectly fine with a situation, and yet for some reason obviously my brain doesn’t agree, and since I happen to have a bowel disorder too – which makes my gut a weak point – I get bad stomach cramps and end up having to sit on the ****ing bog for hours at a time having wave after wave of excruciating pain. Either that or I end up with a migraine that lasts for days, and practically incapacitates me, as I can’t leave my bedroom, locked in the ****ing dark because my head hurts so much. I ****ing dread to think what it’d be like if I actually felt stressed out too.
Even if I wanted to get a job – which at times I do, because it would be nice to experience having a job and the value of money that you’ve really earned – I can’t. Maybe one day when I’m older I’ll be comfortable enough with it. For now, it’s baby steps.
And I need to be on benefits otherwise my family and I wouldn’t be able to get along in life. Especially with this ****ing recession coming up. I get more than other people because I’ve been on them a long time, and it’s not a condition that can ever be healed.
It would be wonderful to be “normal”, and yes, many times I’ve gotten depressed about it, but the only thing I can do is look on the bright side of things, and that is the fact that I’m lucky enough to not have to force myself to do things I’m extremely uncomfortable with day in and day out just to survive. I do not take it for granted, and it’s not like I’m not trying to get to a point where I can someday work like most lazy bastards on the ****ing dole.
Forgive me for trying to embrace the good things in my life so I don’t spiral into depression.
TL;DR: No, I can’t get a job, even if I wanted to. I’m not lazy as I do a lot of work around the house to keep it in order due to my mother being ill. And you obviously didn’t understand what I meant when I mentioned being female. I meant that if it’s just about getting laid, I’m pretty sure a guy doesn’t give two ****s if a girl has a job; he cares if she’s a good lay. And as for guys who would care, the right one would understand my situation.
So, **** YOU – you don’t know nor can you begin to understand my situation. So shut your ****ing mouth and think before making bumumptions next time, you haughty woman's genitals.
