Referral to a specialist. In a week. While I wait for work to decide what will happen. It isn't a good long term option, I feel lost. 5 years ago a friend said I should apply for disability. I did but then said no this is destroying me.

My anxiety has been higher, and I don't know what to do, or what's possible anymore. It's one thing or another, more and more obstacles. Waiting a week after waiting 6 weeks for the MRI that I knew would be needed, just seems like forever.

I'm sitting on the floor eating candy because I feel overwhelmed and confused. At least I'm not using a different behavior. Distress isn't even the right word anymore, yet people still use it. A wrist issue for some can mean nothing will ever be the same. And that's what it's meant to me. Depression and this wrist have been around... Or at least diagnosed about the same amount of time. And to get hurt again after burning out from compassion fatigue, I want to just hide.

Sorry if this doesn't make sense, as nothing does to me anymore.

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