The only job I had was squeezing cheese into olives and peppers at a factory for 3 days. I wanted this job because I didn't want anyone to look at me. The guy hiring was a little confused, because I was a uni student and that it was 'beneath my level'. All the other women were older ladies who spoke broken English. I was fired on the second day for being too slow/not filling the olives properly (they checked one of the first batches I did), but I knew it was coming and managed to come in for a third day, got paid for that. After that, I started uni again in a health science course. Things were looking up, but after a year and a half, I started failing things again. I couldn't study. I've never slept well and previously I could scrape through things, but now everything was building up and was/is drowning me again. I came to uni late all the time, I was scared of people. My course has practicum hours to fill in, and I missed a lot.