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Yes, it's a little sh*tty in my little world. I realize I'm trying to balance rational and proactive adult with the big part of me that feels no hope for moving beyond my bubble or good connections. The bit about insurance switching and there being a chance I have to just quit therapy on whatever random day I can't afford it makes it feel like another unpredictable relationship that I was a dumbshit for trusting, and evidence again that my life is arbitrary. I fear that those feelings, after my work to take myself seriously and reach out, will just eat me alive at this point. I have a number to call, which is good, and I will...but I'm not able to any time very soon because I'm too scared I can't handle it. Sounds juvenile, but I'm protecting myself against a meltdown I know I can't physically handle right now.
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