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I let something related to health insurance/finances completely fall through the cracks, because I *thought* I was covered. Now I have about $450 worth of prescriptions to pick up today that I'm going to have to pay for out of pocket, because of that idiocy.

Oh, shit vw.

Also, to talk about something other than my own stupid self pitying self, horray for flea, and hugs to Kristin for many many reasons, and good vibes to Cass and her family. It sounds like your grandmother's passing was as peaceful as it could have been and your love had everything to do with it.

Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

Just talked to my dad. He made me feel like even more of an idiot. He did the whole tough love thing of, well, "there are consequences to not opening/reading your mail, etc. You'll figure it out."

Thanks, dad.

Then I made the mistake of telling him that my therapist and I are considering whether staying in my job is the best decision for me. He made a list of all of the reasons why I should stay (without letting me explain the context), which just makes me feel like even more of a failure for considering this.

I'm in tears. I hate life. Sometimes, I really, really do.

I hate it when Dads pull shit like that. Yes, Dad. Thanks.

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Also {{Nora}}

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I am just poking my head in here, which I don't do often, and I am sorry to hear of your troubles. I think people sometimes don't understand the larger reasons for not opening mail, etc have to be dealt with, too.

Take care of yourself.

Do you have a social worker/Medicaid examiner you can talk to to help solve the problem/get you emergency funds for your meds? As much as you think you may have screwed up, there are lots of people who screw up WAY worse than you, I am sure.

Thanks, guys.

I don't have a social worker that I can call, which sucks. I may be able to go by finance at the hospital today and see what they can work out. I'll also talk to my therapist, and we may page my shrink to see if he can call in a favor. I just feel so stupid. I'm usually on top of this stuff.

shit happens, vw. And you have a plan, so it's not like you're just flailing in the face of the problem, which is definitely a good, and something to be proud of.

It constantly amazes me how smart/savvy you have to be to get the correct benefits from food stamps/medicare/medicaid etc. It is like another job. I always think about people who are not a smart/savvy/proactive/mentally healthy as vw or my best friend and wonder how they do it, when, at least for my best friend, it requires a lot of work and frustration.

I'm usually on top of this stuff.

Exactly. It sucks that you're in this position, and it makes you feel like crap, for sure. But it's a screw-up, and those happen from time to time. You're already plotting out how to fix this, so try not to beat yourself up too much.

vw, I'm sorry. Sometimes unsolicited advice is really, really, unhelpful even when the person is trying real hard to be helpful and loving. Ugh. It will be OK. Just don't beat yourself up too badly over this. We all drop the ball. We all get overwhelmed with paperwork and have to deal with the fall out. You are not a screw up at all. It will be OK.

I'm sorry I vented so sourly about my week in a tropical paradise. It's just very draining, this group is small and requires a lot of handholding, and it gets exhausting expecially when our hotel contacts are not as responsive as the people asking stuff from us want us to be. We're middle men and I'm feeling squeezed on both ends.

Also I am desperately homesick. Although heartened to watch 2 episodes of Scrubs last night.