I got bit in July 2015. Since that time I was going to school full time and working part time until I graduated in May 2016. From May 2016 until May 2018 I worked full time. My work's hours were pretty good for the most part. The problems were:
1. Early start time of 7:00am. I live in an area where commutes take a hot second. Therefore, I would have to get up around 5:30am. Normally, if I was healthy, this wouldn't bother me. Being sick however, even when I made a honest effort the get to bed early I rarely got the amount of sleep I needed.
2. Every month had a period in which I have to work 12 straight days in a row. When you combine this with not getting enough sleep these 12 day work weeks WRECKED by health. It was like clockwork. I knew it was coming every month.
3. The nature of my job greatly depended on what is happening in the world. Every once in awhile I would have to work an insane amount of hours in a short time frame.
Over the course of these three years my health was mostly down. I struggled most days, weeks and months. I learned you CAN do more than you think you can. This is a blanket statement I understand. Everybody is different and everybody has different levels of sickness. It's crazy what you can accomplish though when you have no other choice.
That being said after three years I was miserable. Absolutely 100% undeniably miserable. I have never seriously thought about
suicide but after those three years I understood for the first time in my life how it could be possible. I told my wife I couldn't keep living this way the rest of my life. I'm relatively young and I can't imagine being sick and miserable and dragging myself to a job that keeps me that way for the next 30 years of my life.
So i decided to take time off in May 2018 to concentrate on improving my health. It has been both the best decision to make but it also makes me feel horrible sometimes. It was the best decision because I feel like it has helped my health. I was never going to get healthy if I kept working that job. I didn't have the time to devote to my health. That job helped keep me sick.
On the other hand, the decision still haunts me because I want to help support my wife, not the other way around, I want to get ahead in life, I want to achieve things in my career etc. etc. Luckily, I have the most amazing wife ever. She is adamant about
supporting us until my health improves. Although we make more money when both of us are working she doesn't want to come home to a sick and miserable husband everyday. Money means nothing if you aren't happy and enjoying life.
I realize how lucky I am to have somebody to lean on during this tough times. My heart goes out to those who have to fight this battle alone both emotionally and financially. My goal is in the near future to do something like Uber or Lyft. Even though I don't want to put the wear and tear on my car the ability to work when you want is absolute gold for people in our situation. Even if I could bring home just 1000$ a month that would make all the difference between just getting by and having a little cushion.
It's a tough decision to make. Everybody has to take their own path.
Post Edited (Lymie24) : 7/24/2018 11:22:38 AM (GMT-6)