Somewhat random thought: I heard on a chat show (The Talk or The View or some shit) them discussing Selena Gomez going for a 2 week stint in rehab. They were talking about how short a stay that is for some sort of treatment. And one of the hosts pointed out that maybe she just needed a break from life.
Whether that is true or not is beside the point. But it did make me wish for the kind of money where I can call up a rehab/mental health facility and say, “Excuse me, can you let me stay with you for two weeks. Take away my phone, my computer, my television and my family and just let me exist and breathe. Thank you.”
Because, having a mother who spent a few years in and out of mental health treatment centers I know for a fact that they will do this. They might not take you on insurance if you don’t actually need treatment; but those kinds of facilities are in such need of actual money (most of the time) that they’d find you a damn bed if you were willing to pay cash. And they treat you 1000x better then the people who are there on insurance.
I feel like this is “whining” but as it’s my damned tumblr I can vent if I want to. As one of four adults currently living in my grandmother’s house - I feel like I’m the only adult here. My Mom tries but she’s got her own issues (and seeing to my grandmother’s failing health and spending every day at a nursing home with her). Then there’s my two cousins who are fucking useless and think the sun shines out of their asses. Which leaves me, 30 years old, who has to make sure my mother’s depression and anxiety is in check, drive her places as she isn’t allowed to drive, walk on egg shells around my female cousin who can and will violently snap out at you at even the barest hint of criticism, and my male cousin who is basically at work or stoned 24/7.
I doubt my own sanity most days. A break would be awesome.