My name is Lacey.
25 years ago when I was 5 years old, a drunk driver drove through the front of my home while my family was inside and I witnessed this all while playing in the front yard.
I’ve mentally struggled my whole life and recently felt the diagnosis of bipolar disorder I was given year after year was incorrect.
I found out I’ve been suffering from PTSD instead. When I found out my diagnosis I was working my dream dog taking care of dogs in trained for veterans with ptsd.
This job was mentally exhausting because of unnecessary drama, two coworkers being let go for bullying me and I was to continue to work, weeks without a full day off to process my diagnosis or catch up on sleep.
I one day was told I wasn’t allowed to even have a half day off, so I asked to speak with a higher up..
I explained that I needed just a day to sleep because the stress had caused my night terrors to worsen and my medication was no longer helping me sleep.
After my venting about how the past few months had been very mentally tough and that you cannot deny someone a day off, the higher up told me to go ahead and take the next two days off.
Apon my arrival after the two days off, I was met by two higher ups and was told they were letting me go because they didn’t like how I spoke to them and that I needed to focus on my mental health.
They made a comment for me to make sure that I take my medications, which crossed a lot of lines and took me off guard.
My performance at work was not bothered by my diagnosis and ongoing therapy, so I still don’t understand.
I’ve been trying to get unemployment because this has unfortunately triggered me into an episode. I finally received a call yesterday about unemployment, but it was just to inform me they started a case to see if I can get assistance or not, it’s been a month.
I’ve never been in this situation and was making $15 a hour, working so hard and didn’t expect this at all.
I have no one to ask family or friend wise for assistance and I have loans for medical bills, phone bill and others I am behind on as well as almost -$100 in my account.
I’ve never asked for help and I donate my money and time when I can.
This is me finally asking for help.
If you would like to help, here is a link to my PayPal:
Thank you for reading and for any help you may offer.
Words of wisdom and how to overcome such mental turmoil also greatly appreciated.