It's the first of August and five weeks to go on the internship. Obviously I haven't killed myself at this point, so I think I can hold out on that for the rest of it. I just have to say that I am so fucking glad it's almost over. Don't get me wrong; I enjoy the work, I enjoy the clients, and I enjoy the atmosphere. But I'm not sure all that can overcome the fact that a) I don't get paid for the 40+ hours I work there, and 2) it is seriously stressing me out in a daily basis. When (and if) I get a job, at least I'll be getting paid to do bitch work. And believe me, I need to get real paid.

And in addition to all that, I've become disenchanted with my internship site, as everything (and I mean *everything*) is about money. It's all about making enough, making more, "refining" in order to make more. What happened to the initial basis of healthcare, which was taking care of people? Providing services for those who need them in order to change a life for the better, not enlarging the CEO's wallet? I understand that agencies need to ensure a certain amount of revenue in order to stay in business, but when the agency asks employees to basically lie to Medicaid and insurance companies about services provided to clients, then it becomes about money and that's all. Well, they can kiss my big fat ass, because my ass doesn't want to go to court for insurance fraud anytime soon.