Tee hee hee
Well, another one bites the dust, as they say. Last week the potential therapist I saw said she actually doesn’t take public insurance. So that killed that one. Then today I went to see a new T who says she doesn’t treat eating disorders. She apologized, gave me a number that I’ve already called, and I left, cheerily, I guess, or tried to act that way.
Yeah, big smile. Tee hee hee.
I’m not sure how to react to all this. Tomorrow I start a group. They didn’t say, but I think you are required to have a therapist if you’re in the group. So that might count me out. I know these people who are running the group and I get a clear feeling that they do not “get” what poverty is.
Actually, I am sensing this all over. For most of my life, I did not “get” what poverty was, either.
Here is poverty in a nutshell: You don’t spend money. Period. If you do, when it’s even the tiniest bit, it hurts to spend it. Sixty cents feels like one heck of a lot right now.
I found out a couple of weeks ago that I made a big miscalculation when I did my budget. I ended up with “extra money” I didn’t know I had. Nope, didn’t spend it. It went to paying off bills. I was relieved that I could put more in, cutting into the debt bit by bit.
Like I said, debt doesn’t hurt. Not like an eating disorder hurts. As a matter of fact, I probably won’t lose friends just cuz I’m in debt. It’s a common phenomena. When you’re in debt, people actually want to help you out. When you have an eating disorder, you lose friends. I had that verified today by someone who has recovered who said she lost friends, too.
I am still not convinced that half of this has to do with the fact that I am a complete asshole. Tee hee hee.
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