Yup, sounds familiar. It took me 2 HOURS to fall apart when I went back to work after my medical leave; that's how they got around the ADA in getting rid of me. I couldn't do the job without reasonable accommodations to reduce my stress levels; they decided they "couldn't" accommodate me; and that was the end of it.

I promise you that when this job ends---whether you quit or they let you go---it will be an enormous relief. It's scary, yes, but as someone else said, you'll be free to find your bliss. You never know what you'll do next---I was lucky enough to land in a former workplace where I know everybody, they know me (including the bipolar part) and the management knows how to work with me when I'm symptomatic. It's not my dream job---I lost that one to my illness---but it puts food on the table and allows me to work within my limitations.

Take a look around.....the very next job may be your best ever! Hugs!