I tried to work before I was on the appropriate prescription drugs and it was hell on earth. Low wage, also relatively low stress, at least in the beginning. Then, I got fewer shifts and would get called to cover other peoples' shifts. Once, a co-worker even told me I wasn't on the schedule for a given day when, really, I was. I almost got fired.

I worked on the psych drugs, but the stigma caught up with me. Remaining symptoms, plus stigma=not gonna happen. I now get disability. Its not ideal, but it makes my life 100x better.

At this point, even if I wanted to work, I wouldn't get a job. I live near my family for obvious reasons, which is a huge blessing. The downside is that I'm labeled a "mental patient" in small town, red-state area. I think disability is good for a lot of people like me, because even with medication(s), people won't hire us, and/or they'll fire us at the drop of a hat.