I do that too. People think that everything is good with me. I joke around and laugh and yet in reality I am crying in the inside. There were several weeks that I would not leave the house unless someone was with me. I couldn't do it, it was after my OD and I figured everyone was judging me. I went to my appointments but i had to medicate myself so that I could leave the house on my own. Not a fun place to be in.

Before I was in the hospital I was looking for work. For the first time in my life I did not get jobs I interviewed for. I went to so many interviews to be rejected time after time. I am still feeling the hurt from that. My last job was through a temp agency and while a great job I was being paid a lot less then I would have been making had I been a staff member. I had to process the invoices for my services and saw what they were paying the temp agency...