I work with the homeless as a case manager, and get paid fairly well for it (no degree, but life experience)...although I am really more of an advocate, and in a non-profit so no money needed from the "client". Most of my clients are mentally ill, too. Some of my days go like this-
"Did you take your meds today?" I ask.
"No," is the reply.
"I did...and they are helping me a lot."
"Well, don't trust those mental health demons too much, they will eat your soul," my client will say.

Sometimes I feel like I am the one that needs the case manager. And since I am recently diagnosed, my boss knows all about my illness. She is too kind, and has kept me on regardless of how much I struggle. My good days are great, my bad days are terrible, however, and I know my boss is more and more concerned everyday.

Thankfully, my wife and I will be leaving the country back to her land of origin- Thailand. This job is so stressful, it may have triggered my illness to a large degree, although I have been showing symptoms since I was a kid. In denial even now, just a little

A lot of my co-workers think I would be approved for SSDI, and I may apply.... I have been fired from every job I have ever had in the past 20 years