Mental Health Support

My husband is not exactly a financial wiz, but then again, neither am I. He got insurance for me a while back and then decided to get some for him through his employer. We are looking into things now, since it is open enrollment time, but the fact remains that we don't have the money for any of it. We are barely able to pay our rent. Plus, the company my husband works for is all but headed for closure. Then, I have no idea what will happen. I know he is suffering from things just as much as I am. But, most of that is because of me.

Of course, one has to be a financial genius to exist beyond survival mode in this country. I always found that to be funny. I was always good with electronics. I often had to repair things for others, and sometimes it was something so simple and easy, it was obvious that the person just did not want to mess with it. Doing so would save them money in the fact that being able to do simple repairs is sensible to anyone's budget. Yet, people generally did not want to learn that. And, we as a culture think nothing of it. However, for my entire life, I have been expected to figure out the intricacies of finance and I am basically ridiculed if I do not. None of that means anything to me, yet it is the ONLY thing that means anything in this country. When the dictionary defines 'outisder' it has a picture of me beside it.

Which is yet another reason why I am done. Oil and water. We just don't mix. And, I am tired of trying to do so.