A few months ago I sought counseling for the first time in years and it helped me out a lot. I was on Medicaid and really worried about the cost of therapy, but luckily the insurance covered almost all of it. Today, I was looking at my bill I received and the amount was SO much higher than I thought it would be when I initially figured out my copay. (The last two sessions we had were billed for twice as much and weren’t covered by insurance. Really weird.) So I called them to ask about the cost discrepancy and why it wasnt covered, which was really really hard because nothing is more stressful or anxiety-inducing than talking on the phone. (I would normally never, ever call except I cant pay it.) The billing woman wasn’t there so I had to leave a message which is 5x as hard because now she’s gonna call me back when I’m not expecting it. And I probably wont be able to talk then because Im at work, and then Ill call HER back later and she wont be able to talk either, and it will go back and forth like that till I die and Ill spend the rest of my life worrying about this bill and dreading my phone ringing. And Ill forever regret seeking counseling in the first place, like usual. So thats what being inside my mind is like.
Posted on: Fri, 19 Dec 2014 19:01:17 +0000
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