Okay, so Hendrix may not be everyone’s cup of tea, right? Read on and you might find something more suitable to your taste buds. But first, my “frustrating mess.” Seems like home life is going well, so not too many worries there. My frustrating mess is finding a job I am capable of doing. There are some contenders. Newspaper delivery, Personal Assistant to an elderly person, housecleaning, and possibly some odd jobs here and there.
Several problems, though. The local newspaper is not hiring carriers right now. I had them put my name on a waiting list and a substitute carrier list in case something arose. PA to an elderly person: Not too many elderly persons want a male PA, especially since most of the elderly who require help are female (apparently, most men die younger than women and don’t need a PA…or so the theory goes). I have PA’ed before for an elderly lady and it seemed to work out. We got along well, but she died a couple of months after I started, so that job went bye-bye.
Housecleaning: Same deal as PA’ing. Not too many people want a male housecleaner, even though I know I would do a good job. Can’t get much cleaner than when I scrubbed and buffed floors in the military.
That leaves odd jobs. I do help a lady with her personal finances. I really like helping her and have thrown around the option of starting my own business…even went to the Small Business Development Center. Start-up cost: probably around $2,000 – $2,500 when you consider attorney’s fees, liability insurance for the first 6 months, marketing costs, and working capital (whatever that is).
So, that’s my frustrating mess. Any suggestions?
Manic-depression is part of the equation, I will admit. Most days, I am up and/or level, but there are a handful of days throughout a month when going to work in any capacity is too much for me to handle. Whoever my employer would be would have to be understanding about those days. And, this doesn’t include the social issues I would face in the workplace environment.
Meds, therapy, support, and self-advocacy. Those are the only ways I know to “clean up this mess.” I’ll need plenty of each.
As promised, I have chosen a couple of tunes that, in musical form, do a more than adequate job of what manic-depressive illness feels like (and even more appropriately, felt like…before meds). Hope you find them interesting and worth your while.
A classic case of manic-depression. With the interplay between sweet, flowing melodies and dark, nefarious, almost pounding tones, this to me is the penultimate portrayal (in musical form) of manic-depression at its worse. Enjoy?
Life is much less torturous in the relatively “level” phase of this disorder. The rendition of this piece promotes harmony, serenity, and contentment beyond measure. It’s the kind of thing that those of us who have this disorder strive for everyday of our lives. Medications do help. Enjoy!