I’m in real time watching capitalism kill my fiancée. I just had to help her get ready for work after a panic attack because she’s one absence away from fired. She has really bad anxiety but no insurance, I’m saving to get her therapy but we just can’t afford it.
I just had to help her get ready to go to work incredibly ill, like I did for so many years. Only I handle it better because I grew up in a terrible home so I disassociate at work. She doesn’t have those built in calluses because her parents actually are nice.
I hate this. I have no idea what to do.