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If you have gotten this far and want to proceed, you too may want to be sitting on your porcelain throne.
So, as you are all probably aware the Department of Health and Human Services in Maine has been a part of my life more or less since 1999. Now I have fought and won many a battle with them in various court settings all under the umbrella of “The Commissioner”.
Yet, once again as they smile to my face and look me in the eye and I think to myself “Oh this isn’t going to be so bad”, they quickly bend me over and there is no lube involved.
I am mentally drained.
I’d like to say the “worst part is”… they do it with a smile. Well honestly it’s more like a grimace or a smirk. But there are too many “worst parts”. I guess believing that Human Services actually means Humane services is just laughable in Maine anyway.
*Originally blogged around 1am and has been sitting in my “draft folder as is” for almost two months*