I wish there was something more I could do...the day I ended up crying in a closet was the last day I worked. Literally. I had been struggling for a while and had even taken some time off to regroup. It wasn't enough and I finally lost it at work one day. I literally made it about 10 minutes into the day. My supervisor gave me crap about something and I snapped. She almost got a computer monitor thrown at her. I ended up sobbing in a supply room and then left for the day. I never went back. I called Social Security and got an application in for reinstatement. I had made too much that month for them to pay me benefits, but I qualified the next month. They started up my benefits right away at that point, even while they were making their decision, and I was approved within two months from when I applied. It meant my family had to eat food from the food bank and the utilities had to wait to be paid, but I stayed out of the hospital and, more importantly, stayed alive. I was in a field where you only called in sick if you were dead. I finally had to call in sick (permanently) before I ended up dead.

It was the best thing I ever could have done.

Sending hugs your way....