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>I'm too far away for the finale party so I don't want to speak for those that are coming, but if I were close enough I'd certainly be happy to pay towards the dinner/breakfast/snacks there so you can put the extra money you're earning from your folks towards meds. (TOWARDS MEDS, mister, not more help for other people! Adjust your own oxygen mask first, so you can keep helping, right? And you can be modeling good self-care at the same time.) Anonymous
1. Thank you. You’re a very kind person.
2. My parents aren’t paying me; I’m just kind of “working off” the boost in that week’s food bill.
3. It’s unfortunately more complicated than just doing another commission or two to get my meds back in a good place. That’s why a twenty here or there is better off going to Karen. Just walking through the door of the doctor’s office without insurance is triple digits, and to get my prescriptions re-evaluated and renewed as scheduled…yeah, until job, I’m on no-therapist-and-rationed-meds, which is SUCK. If you’ve noticed my sleeping schedule is fucked as shit and I’m having trouble concentrating on anything longer than a short meta or ask without someone talking to me to keep me occupied, you’re damned right. I got three hours of sleep last night, waking up every ten minutes because I was convinced someone had hacked my blog and posted awful things about me. And yes, I’m using all the free online mental support resources; they’re keeping my head above water. And no, the free clinic options in this area are worth less than nothing and all on waiting lists. This county doesn’t want HEALTHY poors, much less sick ones.
Sometimes I hate America.
More talk of rationing meds here (already posted up the page in the pit):
It doesn’t help when I’m currently rationing my meds and hunting for work and being denied and rejected and ignored fifty times a day because I lost my job when someone called my boss with an anonymous tipoff of online lies about me.
I also need to acknowledge and thank my parents, Mike and Cyd, for still loving me, taking me back again and again, forgiving me too many times for too many things, and getting me help (and paying for it until I could get insurance and being understanding of all the disaster that recovery can be)
Andy also claims his parents made treatment a requirement for moving home
Either Andy's blowup about rationing his meds in 2013 was a farse, or he believes rationing meds & quitting therapy cound as "proper treatment" -- and his parents were willing to allow this to happen, despite making treatment a requirement for moving in with them (and paying for it, see previous post).
I started receiving proper treatment for my mental illness in summer of 2012 when my parents used my return home as leverage, for which I’m incredibly grateful. Yes, I claimed to have been in treatment before. I was briefly in 2007 and briefly in the early spring of 2012, but in both of those cases and in every one that I lied about being in treatment, it was an effort to maintain my two highest priorities in life: to keep “the wrong people” from finding out about my “special abilities” and locking me up for terrible experiments, or to protect my privacy about my gender.
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Andy claims he rations meds/gave up therapy due to being broke... despite his parents paying for it
(Anonymous) 2015-04-21 06:44 am (UTC)(link)>I'm too far away for the finale party so I don't want to speak for those that are coming, but if I were close enough I'd certainly be happy to pay towards the dinner/breakfast/snacks there so you can put the extra money you're earning from your folks towards meds. (TOWARDS MEDS, mister, not more help for other people! Adjust your own oxygen mask first, so you can keep helping, right? And you can be modeling good self-care at the same time.)
Anonymous
1. Thank you. You’re a very kind person.
2. My parents aren’t paying me; I’m just kind of “working off” the boost in that week’s food bill.
3. It’s unfortunately more complicated than just doing another commission or two to get my meds back in a good place. That’s why a twenty here or there is better off going to Karen. Just walking through the door of the doctor’s office without insurance is triple digits, and to get my prescriptions re-evaluated and renewed as scheduled…yeah, until job, I’m on no-therapist-and-rationed-meds, which is SUCK. If you’ve noticed my sleeping schedule is fucked as shit and I’m having trouble concentrating on anything longer than a short meta or ask without someone talking to me to keep me occupied, you’re damned right. I got three hours of sleep last night, waking up every ten minutes because I was convinced someone had hacked my blog and posted awful things about me. And yes, I’m using all the free online mental support resources; they’re keeping my head above water. And no, the free clinic options in this area are worth less than nothing and all on waiting lists. This county doesn’t want HEALTHY poors, much less sick ones.
Sometimes I hate America.
More talk of rationing meds here (already posted up the page in the pit):
http://andythanfiction.tumblr.com/post/48811356825/my-angel-wings-were-burned-and-restrained
It doesn’t help when I’m currently rationing my meds and hunting for work and being denied and rejected and ignored fifty times a day because I lost my job when someone called my boss with an anonymous tipoff of online lies about me.
http://andythanfiction.tumblr.com/post/86490759067/do-you-really-have-a-cult-like-that-tumblr-post
I also need to acknowledge and thank my parents, Mike and Cyd, for still loving me, taking me back again and again, forgiving me too many times for too many things, and getting me help (and paying for it until I could get insurance and being understanding of all the disaster that recovery can be)
Andy also claims his parents made treatment a requirement for moving home
(Anonymous) 2015-04-21 07:04 am (UTC)(link)http://andythanfiction.tumblr.com/post/87937759922/sex-lies-and-mental-illness
I started receiving proper treatment for my mental illness in summer of 2012 when my parents used my return home as leverage, for which I’m incredibly grateful. Yes, I claimed to have been in treatment before. I was briefly in 2007 and briefly in the early spring of 2012, but in both of those cases and in every one that I lied about being in treatment, it was an effort to maintain my two highest priorities in life: to keep “the wrong people” from finding out about my “special abilities” and locking me up for terrible experiments, or to protect my privacy about my gender.