Seven

Today I had a big setback. I was so upset when my COBRA didn't kick in, I threw a candy wrapper and my insurance card down on a pharmacist's desk. She said, "I don't have to take this," and had her manager call the cops. On one head, it was satisfying to be a threat. On the other hand, it was not satisfying to be faced with charges pressed against me. Maybe I was trying to be the bully I never could be. No charges were pressed, and he cops even asked me if I was having problems of some kind. At the end, they said, "Hang in there, keep carrying on, things will pass.":