I've had this happen so many times! As I read through the responses to this question I noticed that several people had commented that work was an issue for them. I can 100% agree with that. I've had several jobs that have ended with me being let go because of so called performance issues (not happy enough, don't smile enough, not quick enough, etc)- due to my mental health challenges. I worked in 3 different day cares that were aware of my illnesses. I mentioned back on my profile what happened at the last place which was far worse than any place I've ever worked before. Go back and take a look.

Now I'm excited to be going back to school in January 2018 to get my continuing care diploma, to add to my baa-chys degree, which will allow me to work with children who are in care- foster care, assisted living situations, small option homes, juvenile youth centres, long term care facilities, etc.

I used to be used to being mistreated. It was a way of life. For over 25 years, I have been with a wonderful man who has supported me, loved me, cared for me, every day. Through everything; a nervous breakdown, becoming alcoholic, smoking for 20 years after he quit, gastric by-pass surgery in Mexico. And horrible bouts of depression and anxiety. I have been in very bad shape for the last few months and he continues to love me, and treat me very well. I am very fortunate, and yet pray to be taken home to heaven every day. I do make gratitude lists. I thank God for all that he has given me, and yet, I sometimes get very deep into pity because I have been struggling with depression and anxiety all my life. The horrible "Why me's".

I value trust very much and yes I find it hard to trust people. I always seem to start a friendship and we remain friends as long as I was available to carpool, watch their kids, etc. When the person didn't need any more "favors" they disappeared from my life. Happened many times over the years. And yes it does make it hard to make friends and trust people. I do have several close friends and a very supportive family. I've reached an age now where I don't worry about what others think of me nor do I worry about how many friends I have. I've simplified things, to use an expression. Hope this helps a bit.

I too have reached out to people and they don't want to respond to me, so I too keep my feelings to my shelf.

I had problems at work, it ended with me not feeling I could trust anyone. The problem now is I've been made redundant from work but don't feel I can go back to work for it all to happen again.