Things I haven’t said out loud this week

[YorkieTheRabbit]

1 - No, we haven’t asked you to come over for a meal in ages, no, I don’t care how many hints you drop, it’s falling on deaf ears.
I don’t expect you to help prepare or cook when you’re here BUT I do expect you to supervise your kids, not plonk down on the sofa and completely ignore them. Accidents may happen but if you actually looked after them instead of scrolling through your phones, we wouldn’t have had a house plant tipped over the carpet, used toilet roll and wee on the toilet floor, orange juice poured in the dogs bowl plus numerous others. Oh and by the way, we’ve never been invited over to your house in the eight years you’ve lived there!

2 - Im sorry your daughter would rather spend time with her gran but for god’s sake be honest, you spent the first ten years of her life bouncing from one disastrous relationship to another because you were desperate for a bloke. You put them in front of her needs. Her gran might not be perfect but at least she was there for her.

I wish you could be a 'normal child' just for 24 hours. You, although adorable and sweet and beautiful and utterly wonderful, have entirely changed my life to where I don't recognise myself anymore. I can't sleep more than an hour or two at a time, and that's on a good day. I am tired, overwhelmingly tired, the kind of tired that is making me ill. And even when you are sleeping and not having seizures or trying to climb out of windows or destroying everything we have or harming yourself, the anxiety I have that at any moment you could be 101% into destroying everyone and everything at any moment is always there. You are 10 years old and I love you so fiercely, but just 24 hours to just be like I was, or sleep, or just watch a film and have a hot cup of tea, or walk up to top of local beauty spot and breathe in the cool sharp air......

Dear consultant,

I have a major crush on you. In fact, I think I am falling in love with you.

Thought about you over the decades since we first met. On that first occasion,I was so worried and you were so reassuring.

Was so good to see you again last week. Seeing you set off all kinds of feelings.

I feel something so deep for you D. It’s a funny mixture of feeling that you need some mothering/looking after as well as wanting to take you to bed for days and days on end. I felt both those things last week. Felt a real connection to you.

I thought I had lost my libido. Clearly not!!

I don’t think I will see you again. I think we will have a telephone consultation and that will likely conclude your involvement. Don’t think I could hide my feelings if I saw you again.

Wish you all the best. All the luck in the world. You are a tremendous man.

You know what? I’m just happy to live in a world you exist. Love you.

I won’t ever tell you any of this. But I will love you until my last breath.

God, D.R, I want you. But I will not jeopardise your career/family life ever. I hope that you are really really loved. Please stop working so hard. Have fun. You deserve it.

Xxxx

Take the fucking medication your GP has prescribed instead of reading on Facebook about how it’s going to kill you, and put some work into all the therapy and counselling you are getting.
Yes, you’re depressed, but you have a partner who does everything for you so you can sit and cry all day instead of having to deal with anything.

My colleague is insecure and hasn't established themselves in our organisation as they have in others previously and this bothers them so they are taking it out on me. You're being played and they are trying to drive a wedge between you and me as they know we work and get on well together. Wake up, they are not as nice as they seem to your face.

@WhoNeedsSleepNotISaidMyBody

Thank you so much for your concern

I am safe and ok. It was a work safegaurding situation at the beginning of the week which, although highly charged, is behind me now. Thank god!

I hate using the word cunt as the worst insult, and especially using it for men.

It was originally just a word for a part of a woman’s anatomy. But because of the patriarchy, it became the worst insult a man could give another man, it has morphed into the worst insult anyone could give anyone else.

But, to my STBXH,

Just FUCK OFF,
YOU FUCKING,
FUCKING,
FUCKING
CUNT.

Somehow dick, prick, cock just doesn’t cut it. Any one got any good suggestions for a replacement word for cunt?

I also have issues @Spongeboob

Thank you all.

I will love you with every cell of my being no matter how grumpy, rude or downright ghastly you are. I love you just for being you. So grump away, it's comedy gold.

(I have a 12 year old son)

Yes, it would be nice to have lunch, but I don't accept your completely unexamined assumption that I should be the one to make the five-hour round trip, even though I am still working and you are not. And it's kind of you to invite me for the weekend, but frankly, you are so eccentric these days that I can only cope with you for a couple of hours at a time. And your house, though lovely, is freezing cold and contains far too many smelly animals for comfort.

It's been 3 months now since I asked for the wage rise, telling me you're waiting for your partner to agree the raise doesn't really cut it. I will find another job and when I do, it'll be too late, no raise will make me stay. So good luck in finding a replacement. You seem to have forgotten that the previous 5 people who did this, only stayed 6 months or less, one left after a week.

No I won't do your job for you because you are being watched doing it by senior management this week
Fuckity fuck off

Actually, your family are right, you are pretty controlling.

God, I've got 3. 😬
Oh my little tiny horror, I love you so much. You are so much more sensitive and kind in many ways than your strapping and confident brother. Yet I cannot deal with your company. Your idea of conversation is to regurgitate chunks of whatever book you're reading- that I haven't read- at me, that make no sense whatsoever out of context. Either that or quizzing me on times tables when I'm trying to pull out at a busy junction. You deserve someone who properly responds to what you're saying, but I find it so difficult that trying to interact with you is actually affecting my mental health. I let you go on screens more than I should just because it shuts you up.

Broadcasting on Facebook about how you're finally in a good place with your mental health, and how you've destroyed wonderful relationships in the past, garnering dozens of likes and coos about how brave and wonderful you are does not make up for your abuse, and what a shit, waste of space father you have been for years, and continue to be. It's just another facet of your colossal self indulgence and sense of entitlement.

I still think about you constantly. Even though you are a whole parade of red flags, even though I have evidence that you abused your "evil, psycho" ex, even though it was clear you were not the best father even if you did rescue your kids from a horrible situation, even though you are an alcoholic and, frankly, a raging dumpster fire. I actually feel ashamed of my strong feelings for you, and don't know what's wrong with me. I am confident that I'm strong enough to stay away from you this time, but my God- my addiction to you is nearly as bad as your addiction to alcohol.

You are too thick to realise that we can see via Teams when you are (not) online.
Maybe you wouldn't have to ask me so many fucking stupid questions if you spent more than 17 minutes out of a whole working day doing some actual, y'know work
I vow that I will not give you any assistance whatsoever for the remaining 2 months of your contract (for which incidentally you are being paid a fee way above your abilities).
Oh, and you can't spell, or string a coherent sentence together - that last report you wrote was an absolute car crash, made no sense whatsoever and I was embarrassed for you reading it.

Christ you still stink, prob worse than pre covid. Thank fuck I’m rarely in the office these days.

No, the reason you didn't get promoted was not 'cliques'- it was because you've achieved naff all in the many years that you have been here, despite extensive support. You're a bloody professional woman and a grown up. Stop blaming others and actually do something. You have had a ridiculous amount of help but prefer to whinge.

Driving an hour each way on alternate Saturdays to see your children shouldn’t exhaust you. You’re in your 50s and you act like you’re 90.

I suggest a blood test to determine whether you’re unwell or just a lazy fucker .. I suspect the latter.

Yes that might've be the case but you're in charge it was perfectly acceptable for you to go over her head and sort it out. You've made yourself look ineffectual.

Your team don't lack capacity they lack capability.

I've no idea why you are working outside your allotted hours. I struggle to work out how you fill the day as it is let alone why you think you need to do stuff at the weekend.

I don't care you are upset and pissed off now that I have finally have stopped letting you treat me like the dirt on your shoe. This is the new future and I am not going back there.

Sorry for those going through tough times

@Laiste I'm glad you're 'OK'. There are some harrowing jobs out there & Im grateful to people, like you, who can do them. I don't have it in me anymore.

hope you're enjoying the weekend 🌷

This made me laugh, I’ve wanted to say similar to someone so many times 😂

If as you say you have looked in my outlook calendar and not found a gap to organise a meeting then fucking phoning me to tell me that won't create one. I can't bend time I'm not ducking dr who.

And an upvote for the Hitchhiker's reference!

*Your new boyfriend is a manipulative dick.

*Don’t interrupt me when I’m working with your loud ‘advice’ on how to do my job. It doesn’t make you look experienced, it makes you look like a fucking busybody.

You are a cunt and I am going to take you apart