So I'm looking for coverage for therapy. Got told "no" by the government worker. Got told "yes" from the internet. Got told I have less than 10 days to contest the first "no".
So I'm in for a fight. School might miss me, but it's what I gotta do.
The thing is, getting out there and looking for help, for those on limited income is difficult. Painful even. It's painful to me because I'm acknowledging instead of "forgetting" what I've got. It's constantly on my mind, which brings symptoms to the forefront.
It's not easy. If you're going through it at this moment, please, do yourself a favor and tell your loved ones. This type of thing isn't for the faint of heart. Doing it alone is like being Timmy stuck in a well with no Lassie to acknowledge what's going on.
Acknowledgement from friends and family really helps. For me, it recharges my batteries. Coffee and cigarettes can only do so much. It solves the constant questions of "Am I reading this right? Am I interpreting the data correctly here?" and above all "Am I losing it more than I should?"
I'm hoping to get the therapist I want. I'm not a fan of doctor referrals (they seem too russian roulette when it comes to whom I'm letting pick my brain apart and put back together) and I'd rather have personal referrals. But being told "no" and then "yes" from two different sources really gets at me.
I let the therapist know about what happened. I gave the therapist my links showing it was covered. I'm sitting on the edge of my computer chair waiting for contact.
I'm a bundle of nerves. They used to feel like steel but now they feel like chalk.
I hope this ends well.
LuckyDuck
So I'm in for a fight. School might miss me, but it's what I gotta do.
The thing is, getting out there and looking for help, for those on limited income is difficult. Painful even. It's painful to me because I'm acknowledging instead of "forgetting" what I've got. It's constantly on my mind, which brings symptoms to the forefront.
It's not easy. If you're going through it at this moment, please, do yourself a favor and tell your loved ones. This type of thing isn't for the faint of heart. Doing it alone is like being Timmy stuck in a well with no Lassie to acknowledge what's going on.
Acknowledgement from friends and family really helps. For me, it recharges my batteries. Coffee and cigarettes can only do so much. It solves the constant questions of "Am I reading this right? Am I interpreting the data correctly here?" and above all "Am I losing it more than I should?"
I'm hoping to get the therapist I want. I'm not a fan of doctor referrals (they seem too russian roulette when it comes to whom I'm letting pick my brain apart and put back together) and I'd rather have personal referrals. But being told "no" and then "yes" from two different sources really gets at me.
I let the therapist know about what happened. I gave the therapist my links showing it was covered. I'm sitting on the edge of my computer chair waiting for contact.
I'm a bundle of nerves. They used to feel like steel but now they feel like chalk.
I hope this ends well.
LuckyDuck
