Daily Darkness: Resort

Hi,

UGH, this one got too real. Still, had to write it. Too many people actually go through this. Maybe not the same way, but insulin prices–among other extortionist drug prices–mean people literally, actually die every day from not being able to afford medication.

They say the best things in life are free. Too bad life isn’t.

Also: I know suicide came up in another of my recent posts, but don’t worry, I’m fine. I’m actually doing great these days. I know some aren’t, though, and if I can draw attention to some of these issues, the non-mental health reasons people commit suicide, maybe we can start to fix them.

TW: suicide, chronic illness, under aged drinking.

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Resort

 

Janice tipped the whiskey back, smiling, intoxication on her eyes and on her lips.

“I know, I know—the scandal! A teen, drunk, livestreaming!” She giggled. “Hey kids, don’t be like me.”

Another long swig.

“Don’t drink, okay? If you can avoid it, don’t be diabetic either. Don’t be poor, but if you’re poor, don’t be an orphan.” She stopped grinning. “You know insurance cut me off like that?” She snapped her fingers.

Her eyes locked on the bottle. “Insulin is so expensive.” She chugged the rest. “I’d prefer alcohol poisoning to ketoacidosis. I love you all. Be well. Goodbye.”

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