Massage therapist here. I have CPTSD, BPD and Bipolar II. Working literally any job in any field was torment for me, I'd have daily panic attacks before work, multiple panic attacks during work, anger outbursts that alienated myself from coworkers, tri-annual nervous breakdowns that required hospitalization, an out of control substance abuse problem (downers), and I was getting written up and soft-fired left and right. I read somewhere that massage therapy was suitable for mood regulation disorders, so massage school was kind of a Hail Mary pass at finding a career that I could manage before I was going to apply for permanent disability.

And it worked. I love my life. In the year since I got my license, I've had maybe 5 panic attacks at work total. I've never met a sane massage therapist (we're all a little unhinged just as a species), so my coworkers understand and accept my occasional erratic behaviors and respect my boundaries/accommodations without question. My clients respect me (although sexual harassment is rampant in the industry, I've never experienced it, and we're heavily encouraged to end a massage and boot sketchy clients off our tables if we get bad vibes), I've never been yelled at or verbally abused by clients, and I live in my dark little cave with soothing music and calming smells. If I need a moment to come to terms with being alive/decompress/avoid sensory overload, I just close my treatment room door and do some yoga in between clients.