September 25, 2002
I opened the mail today to find another $1000 or so in medical bills staring me in the face, not to mention the $1700 bill that was already sitting on our kitchen table, and the $5000 bill that we had to put on our credit card. Sometimes I think the bills will just never stop and we'll be paying off various hospitals and doctors' offices forever and ever and ever and ever.
When I think about the bills I just want to crawl into a dark closet and never come out again.
Sometimes I am able, through sheer mental effort, to thrust the thought of the bills away from me and remember that money isn't everything and we're in no danger of being evicted from our apartment or anything. But today it's weighing on me pretty heavy.