Me: “Hey doc I’m depressed and often think of killing myself”

Doc: “Here have some anti depressants”

Me: “this is working much faster then the label suggests, and I don’t think of killing myself multiple times a day, thanks doc!”

Doc: “hmm that’s not right, you should go see a psychiatrist and I’m not prescribing these to you anymore”

Me: “that was strange but doc said to find someone”

Me: “it seems that everyone on the insurance list has a six month wait for new patients”

Me: “the anti depressants have worn off, the anxiety is back in full swing, and I think of killing myself daily… I hope the depression doesn’t kill me before I work up the nerve to schedule and appointment and wait six months before being treated”

Spoiler: I found a different primary care instead with the help of family who didn’t cast me aside like my doctor did. That new doctor put me back on the anti depressants. Life ain’t easy but at least I don’t have suicidal thoughts multiple times a day.

Gotta love a system that is setup to make the people least able to advocate for themselves forced to be the best advocate in the world. It’s like asking the blind if they can see and if they can’t just tell them to find someone else after shooting there seeing eye dog and taking away their walking stick. Then pickachu shocked then they fail.