We have our bi-yearly welfare appointment today. Today is the day we find out what is being done to our food stamps and whether or not we keep our insurance.

I know I’m just being paranoid. Paranoia and BPD go hand in hand. I get that.

I’m so afraid we are all losing our insurance and the thought scares the shit out of me. The boys would be the last to lose it, so I don’t so much worry they will. I’m the one most likely and if I do I have no more concord, no more therapy, and no more medication. The thought scares me. I am dependent on my meds and the support group I have at concord. I won’t survive without it.

I should know either way by dinner time.