This diary ended up way longer than I expected it would. Once I finally decide to write, I write it all, I suppose.
I worked in a warehouse filling catalog and online orders for a large company. It was the second such job I've had in three years.
I was underemployed, worked crazy hours in a dirty, unfriendly environment, all in the hopes that I would be formally 'hired' after the peak Christmas season. I really needed and wanted the health and dental insurance.
I should have applied for state Medicaid. Now I'm in a health crisis and have nothing. I don't even have a job.
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