It’s disappointing and infuriating, but that’s not the worst part. The worst part is how cunningly your words echo the terrible lies my mental illness tells me. “You don’t really need that medication.” “It’s all in your head.” “It’s too expensive.” “It won’t work.” “It’s a waste of money.” Those lies are difficult to fight when you’re dealing with depression. It’s even more difficult when your insurance company seems to speak the same words.
