How does one find their worth/identity after suffering a disability that doesn’t allow them to work anymore?
Ive been going over this again and again in my head and I just cannot separate acts from worth.
What I do = Who I am
A lot of times because of the medications, I find that there is not a lot I want to do or even can do. In honesty, its the depression too. This makes me feel worthless. Pointless. Hopeless.
However, when I stop to look around at other people with disabilities I do not think or feel those things about them.
I just cannot get a handle on it for myself.