A great chunk of the "homelessnes", "suicide", "addiction" crises could be alleviated if people recieved proper support when becoming disabled
I've been trying to find a psychiatrist for one of my kids. I looked up providers that take my insurance, but all the doctors are listed individually so you have to cross reference them by address and phone number to figure out which practice they're at.
Then I started calling places and it took eight different phone calls to find a single place that was actually taking new patients, despite having filtered for that in my insurance's provider search. Almost two hours straight of calling places, navigating phone menus, and getting told "no we can't help you."
The one that is actually taking new patients and will actually accept our insurance? The earliest they can see my kid is six weeks from now.
How is someone with anxiety and depression supposed to do all of this? Especially if they're not as lucky to have the spare time in the middle of the day to do it?
How is someone with anxiety and depression supposed to do all of this?
That's the fun part... they don't want your using these services so they make it a pain to get it done...
They do this after we got promised that private medicine will avoid this exact issue since it is so "efficient"
Excellent summary, it's a nightmare. I'm so sorry you're dealing with this and your kid is struggling having to wait.
How is someone with anxiety and depression supposed to do all of this?
I got lucky. I called my primary out of desperation, after hopelessly trying to sift through which places take what insurance and if those places are even any good. He referred me to a psychiatrist (who I got to see after only a few weeks delay and several follow up calls), who pointed me at a referral service for intensive outpatient. That initial psych I didn't like but everyone since has been great. (Previous attempts at self-help have landed me with pill mills and hacks.) It's just that a year later, I'm still deep in the shit, have been denied disability twice (they never even talked to me), and eventually the mortgage company is going to stop playing nice... and I'll end up with nothing.
As the saying goes, I'm in this post and I don't like it.
I use a wheelchair for my primary mode of transportation, at best I can take 2-3 steps before pain overtakes me for the next week. The only reason I can live indoors is because of my wife who supports us. Even at my physically best, pain is a constant distraction, enough so that maintain a conversation can be difficult.
There are people in tents all around my city and without her I would be one of them, perpetually in pain and unable to function. In fact I would be lucky to simply be homeless, eating even irregularly would be difficult since I would have to be so close to to a shelter. Never mind getting my meds from across town.
It's caused doubts in my ability to even feel loved and secure in the relationship simply because she knows what my reality would be without her. How could she break up with me when she knows that is what would happen? It happens to most people. I'm the luckiest version of these circumstance, and while I am infinitely thankful, it's a sobering scary realization.
Similar situation. For every person with my illness who is like me lucky to have a stable living situation, I know a near equal amount that killed themselves due to lack of help, a near equal amount who died due to poverty and not being able to treat treatable complications of the illness or malnutrition, I know a near equal amount who made a worrying plea for help saying they would go homeless, and by the time the community could organise some help they were unreachable and never to be heard from again.
Step 1: The owner class mercilessly works you until you are too old or too sick to keep working
Step 2: Your sickness or old age is used as a tool to extract any money you may have saved, and transfer it back to to owner class.
Step 3: You die
Most people are still not willing to accept that these conditions are imposed upon the peasants on purposes.
This is a tool of modern oppression, they are using it as "or else"
Work for shit wage "or else"
Yet, most people think if they suck dick hard enough, daddy will let them joint the club.
It is a disgusting experience seeing adult people think like that but we are nation of bootlickers and the change is slow, but every day more people getting woke about the class struggle.
It is a class war and the pedon class is losing it.