My meds are many. I've just added yet another TWO meds because of ultra-painful sadness. the P does not see as more "depression" but more as radical and severe "sadness."

I now suffer from Virtigo cuz of all my meds. And this is REALLY bad virtigo...so, another med.

With all my co-pays for meds and the requisit therapy appointments, I can't cover the cash.

I no longer qualify for pharma assistance programs.

I truly don't know what to do.

I slithered so low as to mention it to my pseudo-wealthy father who just returned from a month in France. No reaction.

I'm supposed to pay a large percentage for maint on the marital residence (where I don't live). I have to pay child support. I have to pay all the normal bills for living else I'm viewed as an unfit father. If I miss the court-required payments, I go to jail.

The credit industry has my phone ringing ALL day long.

When a house reaches a certain point, they crunch it.

When a car requires too many repairs, they scrap it.

I'm happy to have God on my side cuz he's the ONLY one who can get me out of this.

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I'm "that guy."