This year is of course fucked up beyond all recognition. I started the decade by checking myself into hospital, quitting my job without anything lined up, getting a job randomly within a few hours of interview, getting two more jobs lined up, counting my income.
In terms of money this year I made the most in all my years of working.
Not bad for someone with mental illness. It really just shows life works in mysterious ways and even if you’re denied of something you still will receive other opportunities.
(When I say I was denied something, I mean my old workplace denied me of a bonus and I remember I was not at all afraid or worried due to lack of money)