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Old Oct 19, 2018, 04:58 PM
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I'm in my car waiting to go into my therapist's office. I'm not sure what to talk about, but I'm sure once I'm there I'll figure it out. I'm not yet fully at ease with her and feel my progress has taken a step back since leaving my previous therapist. Last week I asked to reduce our sessions to once every other Friday, but she discouraged that saying she sees most all of her clients every week, and that I need it now. I saw many past therapists every other week, even at worse points of my illness.

Truth is, I'd like to save some money and I don't see what we're doing as productive. Money is a serious issue for my husband and I right now. Mental illness can bring on poverty. So many things need repair. The money isn't there, and we can't figure out a good solution for the short-term. I feel that we're going to have to sell things. I wish it was my things, but other than my portion of the house, I have nothing of much value. I hate to see hubby sell any of his things, because the situation is because of my illness.

Update: Got home. My therapist did agree to reduce to every other week. Now I have to figure out more expenses to cut.
I understand all too much about money, especially if you feel you are not making much progress with a T and it is going to waste.

We have so many money issues, and they are largely my fault (before I was diagnosed bipolar, or before H accepted that I did have bipolar, though he did accept I had issues with money). It just got worse & worse as his jobs kept downsizing. Now with his teaching job, even though he makes a decent salary on paper, he brings home maybe $30,000 a year, if that. The insurance takes most of his paycheck, and then it is crappy insurance to boot. He's trying to apply to other jobs, though he is overworked, what with needing to take care of the lawn and the HOA issue with him needing to build a fence. They came down to what he thinks was a split-vote, as he no longer a has to build a full fence or conceal our garage window AC from the neighbor, who has never complained about it, and he's probably lived next door close to 10 years. I guess some of H's story about my medical emergency (the ulcer stuff), awful teacher health insurance and poor pay causing us financial issues got to some of the HOA board as he was told some of the HOA board would come out and help him with build the partial fence, once his plans are approved. And he told them, yes, he wants the help.

I'm trying to work on cutting grocery expenses. Groceries are so expensive. I hate cooking and neither H or my daughter are big foodie experimentalists, but we may have to head that way. They've opened an Aldi nearby; my sister says it definitely saves her money, though she did tell me not to buy non-food items like foil, paper towels, etc. there as it is cheaper elsewhere. I have found a couple free websites with food recipes that showcase Aldi's sales for the week and will try them once I've used up what I have. I still have stuff I can make, especially if I look online and get creative with it, though I do not have much in the way of meat. I could do without meat myself. My daughter doesn't like meat much either, but H always wants it. My hope is I can convince him to go for a few vegetarian recipes a week. Last time I bought chicken breasts (just 3 large breasts), that alone was over $10. So frustrating. And H is going to have to lump it and eat leftovers even though beyond 2 days, he doesn't want it and is all paranoid if I serve it 5 or 6 days later that it will cause food poisoning, and it doesn't, not unless it is something you don't heat up. My mom was the queen of leftovers, and I was not sick much growing up, except for the chicken pox, which doesn't have a thing to do with food poisoning.
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