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One of the things I was so excited for with Medicare for All, besides almost everything about it, was the mental health component. I& #39;ve spent a lot of my life in the outskirts, the edges, and with other outsides and as a result a lot of my friends aren& #39;t here anymore. 1/
Heroin, suicide, and just a bad string of fucking luck. I& #39;ll occasionally look someone up from the old days when I was living a lot harder than I am now and I& #39;ll see obituaries that don& #39;t state a cause of death or a memorial page. 2/
And I just fucking know. This one lost a battle with schizophrenia and a bad breakup. This one couldn& #39;t take it anymore and killed herself. This one was taking the slow road to drinking themselves to death until she ran her car off the fucking road.
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The teenage runaways, the tragic women, the overburdened men, and everyone in between. The sweetest people I knew when they took their fucking meds, and some of the smartest. Some died of exposure because they were living out in an abandoned factory on the edge of town. 4/
And the most kindness, the most concern they& #39;ve probably ever gotten was on the day they fucking died. A lot of that shit could& #39;ve been me if the fire in me was a little bit different. And our society just threw these people away.
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Dental is great. Heart checkups, everything else. But I& #39;d love to know that the people who I loved were still somewhere out there & not put in the fucking ground or scatted around a lake or harbor. Kept on a shelf because their parents have no clue where to put them. 6/6.
