[Kate*]

That uneasy nauseous feeling in the pit of my stomach is back. I HATE not knowing what I'm supposed to do in life and no one wants the details of my neurological roadblocks which just makes everything harder because they don't have the whole picture; so while I know none of their advice is good, they don't. They don't get that I'm not being disrespectful, lazy, too picky, or not trying hard enough, that when I say I can't do something, I literally mean it's neurologically impossible. They think I have all the time in the world to figure this out, but I don't. At least I know I'm capable of something (today anyway). I thought I had it all figured out and now I'm left with NOTHING! Suicide really is the only option I have.

I would absolutely LOVE to share my story, but if future employers google me (which they will), and find it, (which they will), it's going to jeopardize everything and I can't risk that.