Weirdly, I agree with this statement. "Work gives you purpose." is something that my friends dad once said, that I only recently gotten to understand the meaning of. I have severe treatment resistant clinical depression and the only time I get a sliver of relief is when I'm at work and my brain is firing on all cylinders. It's only when I'm alone, on my own time is when all the feeling of inadequacy and self hate creep back. So yeah, if the whole purpose of the healthcare system is to keep me health enough to be a cog in the machine, then so be it.
Because, seriously, what's the alternative? Is your endgame to slouch on the couch all day? Is your end goal in life to be a sloth? You got to contribute, otherwise this whole thing doesn't work. And to make it work, you gotta work.