I was going to..something, it was one of those sliding scale places that let you be seen by students who were doing their externship. But I had to quit going because I can't even afford the 5 dollar payment. I also only have coverage for family planning through the Medicaid program at the moment. I also lost my grandmother(who raised me) to cancer last year, and I had to stop going right after that, when I needed it most.

It wasn't so bad but well...most of it was all about thinking positive. I'm just not very good at that, life has taught me too many times that there is another shoe and it will, at some point, drop. And take you down with it more than likely. So I'm pretty pessimistic as a general rule. I know it's a bad habit, I know that I COULD train myself to be more positive. But it all sounds so..cheesy, like something you believe in when you're a little child and you're clueless to how much darkness is out here in the world. I know there are good things, but being so positive like they were trying to tell me to be just seems...naive after all I've been through.