Told a friend how I was feeling and had a similar bill. $2500 with insurance. Probably won’t be talking about my feelings again unfortunately

I called no one and told no one and just let it bottle up. Totally a cheaper option but I wouldn't recommend that either.

Some online friends called 911 on my son when he was just a few weeks shy of 18 and he was placed on a psych hold for a week for self-harming thoughts.

Don’t get me wrong, I am very grateful they saw signs he’d managed to hide from us, but since the paperwork took a few weeks to process, he not only had to deal with his mental health issues, but also got an 18th birthday present of a $20,000 bill for inpatient services under his name. That definitely didn’t help his mental state at all, and it took years to sort it out.

Later, he told me all he learned from the whole experience was to never tell anyone what he really thinks. As a mom, that scares the shit out of me.

Crisistextline.org has helped me out of some dark places - it's no substitute for medical care, but it is free and they are always available. Hopefully someone will see this comment who can benefit from this service.

Dear Americans, I'm not writing this to gloat... But what the fuck have you let happen to your country. Health care is a human right!

I'm currently in hospital, for a second time in a month. First time, I came in with a "very nasty pneumonia", which turned into sepsis, I needed surgery to help clear the crap from my lung. They sent me home after 14 days. They also flew me from my local small hospitals to the bigger one I'm in now.

I was home for 4 days and started getting severe chest pains around my heart. So I'm back, feeling way better now, is a long weekend so no doctors to make decisions.... I'm stuck in here till Tuesday at least. On Tuesday it will be a total of 24 days. Various medications and treatments etc...

My expected bill at the end of all of this is $0.00.

The only real cost is the gas from hour each way for my family coming to visit. All meals are covered.

I honestly have no idea how much my time here is costing the national health service. The are no numbers discussed, everything is just what you need to get better.

Called the VA crisis line a while back, talked to a case worker and they told me they'd have someone pick me up. A little while later I get a knock on the door from a city cop with his holster unbuckled there to take me to the psych ward of our local shitty hospital.

Spent three days in what essentially was One Flew Over except my nurse Ratchet was a part time psychiatrist that didn't completely speak English, and was a total dick.

Ended up checking myself out because nothing was being accomplished there beside morning calisthenics. Later that week, I got a bill from the hospital for $1200, and the VA said they wouldn't cover it because I didn't call it in within 72 hours... Even though it was a VA rep that started the process, and it was related to a service-connected injury (PTSD).

This was over ten years ago, but it's comforting to know some things never change.

Mental health hospitals are hellish too. I can’t fucking stand Married with Children, not because of how stupid or unfunny it is, but because it was always on and I get flashbacks.

I attempted years ago - because I was dead broke and about to have to drop out of college. When I got out, I had lost my job and had to do survival sex work to eat.

The power structure of those places facilitate horrific abuse. For example, the Indian man whose screams have haunted my dreams for the past ten years - a man who had no family, came to the facility with no clothing… the staff (and patients) bullied the shit out of him. No one in that hospital was interested in helping him.

The psychiatrist I saw for maybe 15 minutes at the beginning of the day. All they did was prescribe me meds. There wasn’t any really meaningful therapy, at least as I understood it? It was more of a holding pen.

I think in the US, the horrifying truth is that mental health resources are mostly illusory. 988 exists so that we can pass out 988 stickers and pens - we can be the good people providing help. Therapists exist, but the waiting lists for good ones can be months and there are thousands of disturbed LPCs who went in to counseling for the wrong reason.

CBT is a shitty modality for things like “I’m miserable because I can’t afford to eat” or “I’m stressed because I got fired from my job when they found out I was trans” or even something as dumb “my body tenses up and I can’t focus my eyes when hear the name Al Bundy.” It’s symptoms focused and can be harmful for certain situations. But it also is often the only modality that one can easily access.

The entire structure of the mental health system in America is horrifically broken, but fixing it would require a complete overhaul of the system. So instead it’s bandaids - employee assistance programs and chat hotlines.

I'm actually only surprised that she got the bill after one month.

That’ll teach you to have mental health problems. Now get back to work! This is America.

Anyone calling 911 and thinking they are getting anything other than a bunch of thugs that will choatically escalate what ever situation you are in, I'm sorry.

I don't have severe mental health issues (although I do have them), but I am dealing with an undiagnosed medical issue and I am at the Mayo Clinic right now because of it. Before I came here, just from everything I've been through in the past year and a few months, we're thousands of dollars in medical debt. I am terrified of what the bill from Mayo will be. They are in our insurance network and we supposedly have "good" insurance, but how good can even good insurance be when you can rack up that sort of debt in under two years just so you can stay alive?

The for-profit healthcare system in America is the truly insane thing, far more insane than this woman was when she felt suicidal.

"If you're feeling suicidal please call for help you're not alone!"

The help:

I’ll do nothing for half as much money. It’s a great deal. Call now.

This is why I never had a safety plan. I literally cannot afford what I need to feel better, and have to keep quiet or risk losing everything and still not be helped. Nobody will know I was in crisis until I'm gone.