I have always worked. This year I had my worst depression ever and except for one day I never missed work. Work helps keep me stable. It is a constant. No matter what is going on with me work is pretty much always the same.

I am a waitress which is a pretty fast paced job and when we are busy I am too busy to think which is a good thing. During the depression there were some slight cognitive issues but nothing that anyone else noticed. Before that I taught in a high school with special needs kids and before that I was a social worker.