Thank goodness. I couldn't take it anymore. Anxiety about work was making it impossible for me to sleep or keep a stable mood. Ironically making it impossible for me to actually work on the tasks. Most nights I couldn't sleep due to stress headache or stomachache, but sometimes I had chest pain that made me feel like I was gonna die. Panic attack kind of scary stuff at night.

Mom just laughed at me when I said I couldn't work due to anxiety and told me to quit. I was going to give up sooner or later but I always hoped my family would be more supportive than dismissive of my mental and physical health problems.

Hopefully I will be able to sleep better now without that sword hanging over my head called a "job". Free again, finally!