Well, it's been a week and already I can feel the old ways starting to creep in and sabotage my efforts to succeed in my new job. I've admitted in the past that I chose the wrong profession, but I seem to be quite good at it when my moods and prejudices don't interfere with my delivery of care. It's a terrible struggle to maintain any control over my emotions without medication, but my benefits haven't kicked in yet. I've been without any meds for a while now. Hopefully, I'll be able to keep it together until I can get myself some help, but I find it to be a deeply shameful thing that my job is to provide others with healthcare when I cannot even provide myself with the same. 
haha