Mental Health Support

(You might get a kick out of this.)

Once a friend was eating with us and someone said something rather disugsting. This person complained about such talk at the table. He turned and asked us about whether or not it was acceptable to say such a thing while people were eating. I replied that my mother, an emergency room nurse, used to serve us spaghetti while talking about head trauma. Nothing like that bothers me.

I know what I have to do. The fact that I cannot afford that level of healthcare is why I am despondent and defeated. The fact that there is an issue with affording healthcare is even more of a reason.

I am already in debt to the tune of thousands for simple visits. How can I see a specialist? I cannot afford to drive by such a place.

My husband is the only breadwinner. THE ONLY ONE. One salary is completely insufficient to handle the costs of healthcare for someone like me. It is insufficient to afford decent enough insurance to even consider going to such a person.

My hubby keeps telling me to watch what I eat. Only rich people can afford to consistently have decent food of that nature.

If you think this cartoon is just a conceit, you have not been paying attention.

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