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[Summerbreezes]

I'm in a Facebook group that I very helpful and useful, but one of the admins is irritating AF. Practically everything she does is annoying. I can't say this to her because then I'd probably get banned.

I didnt like you, I slagged you off and let myself down... I spent a year atoning that, was magnaminous, a friend and a shoulder through your tough times whilst silently managing my own agonising grief.... but you really are a selfish fair weather friend. You really arent worth my effort and i regret giving you the quality time I did. As soon as the next opportunity comes to fuck you over, know this... I will relish taking it. So watch your back smartarse, im coming for you..

I think you think this is just me because you haven't known me for that long. Actually I'm depressed. Very depressed. I've never been depressed like this before and it is entirely down to the one situation. People have always said that I'm so calm, so upbeat, always see the best. I think you just think I'm negative all the time.

I told you that I couldn't cope with this happening again, and you told me you were all ready to stop it unless they complied.
You didn't, you gave way on everything.
You told me that if it started happening again, you'd stop it immediately.
I said at the time you wouldn't, and guess what, it's happened time and time again and you never made any objections.

You're now talking about next time. Even though you know what they've done. It makes me think you don't believe me, or think I'm much less important.

I can't do a next time. I said I'm depressed. It's taken me six months to admit that to myself. I can't sleep, I can't focus, I find my eyes just filling at anything, and nothing at all when I'm alone.

I don't want to resign, the job suits me perfectly except this. I hate the thought of even looking for another job. I have to get up enough energy to search. All I want to do is lie in bed and hide, but I can't.

I hate myself. I hate the way I feel. But when people ask "I'm fine". I can't tell people how I really feel. It's all very well to say talk to people. Even people I know will understand, my throat twists and I can't say it. I say the lesser things of "just a headache" or "I'm a bit tired."

No one can do anything. So "I'm fine."

You are an awful devious human being and a snake. You’re the worst person I know, I can understand why, now, you cannot hold a relationship down after 1 date & why both your wives left you — you are insufferable. You’ve tried to ruin my career but I won’t let that happen, it won’t happen, the whole management team know what you are like. You’re lucky to still be in a job, but I’m guessing not for much longer you arrogant self servicing vicious sexist bullying no better than pond life horrible lonely little man.

ARGH THAT FELT SO GOOD

I’ve done so much for you professionally for your development - and helped you to make money. I’ve helped you managed your work and your life. If I had someone like me in my life I would not have back stabbed me like you did. I will now stop mentoring you, I will be selfish and focus on myself. In turn you’ll learn less and make less money.

Fuck the amount of time I spent on you. Fuck you and your abusive psychopathic ways. You used me, raped me, took everything I had and I thought you were so charming. You’re going to burn and you deserve it.

Also to my boss, either promote me or shut up about promoting me. I am not a donkey, stop dangling the carrot.

You're actually a lot nicer since you got dementia.

FUUUUUUCK OFFFFFFFFF!

You are a volunteer. I am a paid employee. I am answerable to my boss, not you. You don't get to make decisions about how this place is run and there's no point complaining to me about it, I don't get to make them either, but I do agree with them and I'm not going to undermine them just to keep you happy. So please stop stirring and do some of the things we actually need you to do, not the things you think we ought to need you to do.

And to a completely different person: no, I don't feel superior to you and I never have. Your skills are far more useful than mine in the real world and I wish I had your social confidence. Just because our parents only valued certain kinds of achievement doesn't mean I feel the same or have any desire to belittle you. I wish you would accept this because right now I feel like I can't do anything right in your eyes.

I was there for you through all the health problems and all the sh** your family put you through.
But when i took really ill and could not do all the things you liked doing you basically dropped me. You have been ill, i know that but i can see Facebook, you fit enough to be at this and that but not able to visit me. You could not even come see me after my only living parent died or even call me to say you could not make the funeral you send a fecking text..... so yes you are a sh** friend in fact you are no friend at all, and i really dont care if i never see you again!!!!!!

I wish I wasn't the friend you confide in about your love life. Mainly because I want to be the one you're talking about, not to

I still love you. I think I always will. :(

I feel sorry for you. It won't be long before he shows his true colours. Good luck.

Your children are fucked up because you are a terrible parent. Yes, you did make fucking huge mistakes so don't ask 'Where did we go wrong?' in that pathetic voice. You can't not know.

They grew up in an abusive and neglectful household; they all escaped as soon as they could. They will never move back to the hellish environment they grew up in. Sell your house and buy something smaller. They might then be able to visit you without triggering flashbacks.

You are still trying to control them; they put up boundaries which you trample all over. They are not being cruel or disrespectful if they refuse to obey you. They are adults now and you no longer get a say. You can't run their lives anymore.

They are not being selfish when they refuse to pay you for things you decided they needed - they don't want you buying stuff for their children, taking the credit for buying said items then expecting them to pay you back. It's not your money to spend.

No one buys your disingenuous tales of everything being your husband's fault and you being in thrall to him; he's not Dracula! You were just as abusive after he left in the years before your children were old enough to move out.

You are not stupid. People are very clear when they give their opinions on what you did wrong/are still doing wrong. You refuse to listen. You cannot force them to comply with your wishes.

You are not the matriarch - your oldest daughter is the one that protected her younger siblings. She has done nothing wrong just care for them - she didn't steal them and poison their minds against you. She doesn't deserve your barely concealed hate.

You two know who you are.
You used my hospitalisation as an excuse to sack my from a job I adored.
I didn't do some paperwork that wasn't my responsibility because you were putting me under extreme pressure to do other tasks.
You knew I was bipolar when you hired me and made no adjustments.
Since then, the way you have treated me has been akin to psychological torture.
I want you to know that I despise you both and that I will pop the champagne when your comeuppance eventually arrives.

To all toxic old (generally) white men in positions of power. I have zero respect for you. I blame you for stealing my children's future, for destroying the biodiversity of our beautiful planet with your ill thought out, greedy obsessions with power and economic growth. I curse you all and wish you nothing but misery.

@tenredthings - I wish I'd written that.

I don't care about your religion. I don't care about your culture. I don't care that you want me to move to live closer to you.

I thought you were my best friend. Why when I tell you how I am feeling or what I am going through do you basically disbelieve or laugh? It's not like I am the sort of person that always goes on about their problems. I have felt so absolutely alone and desolate recently, it makes me sad that after 25 years of friendship you let me down the one time I needed you.

Thank you for breaking my heart and publicly humiliating me. Genuinely.

The man I eventually married is a thousand times the man you ever were. I love him far more than I loved you.

And your parents are both awful, I'm glad they are not grandparents to my children.

To my husband.... I'm appalled at the way you decided to cut your hours without discussion, when if you'd planned a decent pension you could legitimately retire.
I do get work is not as easy as it used to be, but it's not my fault you're so poorly prepared (and "not really thinking" about what you will retire on isn't a valid response)
I also resent that I am working harder and getting less benefit from it.

It's also incredibly hard to voice this without sounding like a gold digger

I'm waiting for my flat to sell so that we can go back where we were. In the meantime, I'm working at a place where it is very difficult. You all talk about each other. You compete. I walk in one room, you're slagging someone off. You then see them and are nice to them. It makes the atmosphere very awkward and the hours are very long to cope with it. I like the work and the clients and that side is a real treat, but I do wish the team were nicer to one another. I have found a few nice people but it's a shame I have to spend so much of the day psyching myself up to remain positive and professional.

Dear neighbour, hopefully you’ll soon get bored of your wee game of Parkin wars when you realise we’re ignoring it. I wish I had your problems so I had the energy to be as petty as you, you pathetic arsehole.
By the way you partner is a total invertebrate

Aaaaahh that was good 😁

To my work colleague- get out of my face your breath stinks and you spit when you talk!

To my boss- you are totally useless I wonder how you even got given your job

Another colleague- stop chewing and sucking on your food it’s really loud.

To my dh. When you're screaming in my face to leave my job. Because according to you, I'm a miserable aggressive criticiser. When in fact, I wake up at 5am, an hr commute to and from. Have to deal with some of the very low lives of society at times. Come home at 6pm. Put the laundry on and start cooking dinner. Feed the cat. Thats not even mine. Dare I dont prance around like a stepford wife! Ive specifically made a conscious effort to be cheery and you're still picking fault in me. Im just not good enough!

Im not your mum! My family is a huge part of me. Not my life. I have dreams and desires. That doesn't make a bad mum!

News flash. Its not me, its you. I shouldn't have to walk on eggshells to please you. You should trust me enough to know that I would never mistreat you and I dont.Take a good fucking look at yourself. You selfish, gas lighting prick.

I cared for your mother, god bless her, and still help to care for your dad. Most dils don't have to clean their fil's arshole and penis! I do!! I do it cos I love you and he is your parent! You dont even bother to call my mum to see how she is, ever.

Phew... that was long