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Originally Posted by raspberrytorte
I'm on twelve different meds (three are for physical stuff though). I'm afraid to find out how much they are without insurance! I'll have to figure it out. My panicked brain wants to start weaning off some of them now, but my husband was like, "NO!" because he said it would cost more if I ended up in the hospital. And he doesn't want me getting sick again.
I just don't understand how the musk was even able to get this position! It's like the orange one is just doing whatever he wants, and somehow it's perfectly fine?
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"I can't pay for a hospital bill if I never get out!!"
I don't know if it's healthy, but I'm dealing with this with absurd grandiose fantasy of being in whatever that place was in
Atlas Shrugged while the rest of the US fell apart due to values such that greed<pride<incompetence, and that greed was high to begin with, and I'm the Dagney that stays and watches it as long as I can. I don't really feel good about being so detached, like "yeah, I had no access to my money for a while and did fine. I'd do better than the rich a-holes up the hill who probably haven't even lived here long enough for a week (or two or three)- long power outage and couldn't survive without a backup generator or even a little one."
I wrote shyt and then the computer shut down...wow...what a coincidence... if you don''t hear from me, you know I was right