My grandfather told me today that ‘eating carrots, tomatoes and eggplants will make you happy.’ That and ‘laughing aloud’ apparently. Combine it with getting a grip, and I will be cured from depression in no time! So why did I fork out all that money on mental health services again? According to my online Medicare records, in 2010 $4417 was spent solely on appointments with my GP, psychiatrist and psychologist, $923 of that sum was paid out of my own pocket. Think of how many carrots, tomatoes and eggplants I could’ve bought instead! With that amount of vegetables, surely I would’ve been the happiest person in the world by now, if only I had been advised how to spend my money wisely earlier.
But joking aside, it really just prompts me to want to scream or punch the wall in frustration. My grandparents and aunt have been like this ever since they found out of my overdose. A month has passed. How much longer are they going to keep this up I wonder?