trying to focus

Yesterday was tough. It started somewhere around 7 AM -- Lisa and I had a row about something, neither of us can remember what. All we remember is that we were both very pissed off, and at the end she washed a few dishes and I went back to bed.

Late in the morning I got back up, but was in a hell of a state emotionally. I had to get out of the house. The first place I went was The Harbor, where I used to be a client. They told me that my case had been discharged because I missed my last appointment; it was in December, I think, and I didn't have the $90 necessary.

The receptionist did give me a slip of paper with a phone number and told me to call to reapply. I angrily crumpled the paper up, but took it with me. Good thing I did.

When I called the number, a very kind woman gave me two options: see a therapist right away for $150 (hah! I laughed out loud at that) or another woman could call me back and verify my financial hardship. I should be able to receive my treatment regimen (medication and counseling) for about $20/month if I qualify. Hope Rick Scott hasn't gutted the budget for that.