It's one of the very unique and oh so lovable aspects of the US healthcare system that the mentally ill are pretty much universally reviled, but if you try to CTB that's a big no no, but also you will be forcibly treated and released if you attempt or even say the wrong thing with a giant bill, but also there's no social safety net so you should go die because you're a mental defective and ugh yucky, but also no you cannot die, here's another 10k bill, please die because you're a degenerate, but also don't die because suicide bad and makes me feel bad but also please die, but don't die, uwu (tl dr version of US pro life culture)
I'm convinced the pro lifers are so "pro life" because they're terrified of losing a cheap desperate labor pool and or the idea of someone escaping debt via death, or actually having any control whatsoever. They want the mentally ill to die but they don't want it to be their choice, they want us to die when we're told to or when we're no longer useful. They don't want a social safety net of any kind because we aren't worth it, but they also don't want people to opt out of the system or escape even if it's through non existence. They get everything; you get nothing, for the simple reason of: because they can, and they have no reason to make things any different. Why bother? The dregs of society don't matter. They're a disposable labor pool and you can't extract labor from a corpse.
At a certain point at least in the US this stops being a pure mental health problem and starts being a social, community problem, which is almost a guarantee that it won't be fixed because the last thing I can see any American community doing is going out of their way to collectively invest in any vulnerable populations; I think they would rather get hit by a hurricane or a wildfire or ICBM than do that, it's just the absolute antithesis of American culture imo
I feel bad for your coworker because it sounded like they initially didn't want to die and wanted help. I don't like the idea of people who actually want to live being put in a situation where they feel like they have to die. I hope they're at peace.
