Cheer me up please. Tell me about your best ‘f**k it’ moment

[Bluedoor11]

Had a crappy day at work today. I’m usually very calm and measured but today I really felt like saying ‘you know what, fuck it, I’m too old for this shit, I’m off’ But of course I didn’t say anything… I wish I did though… can you please cheer me up and tell me about your best fuck it moment?

Mine happened just over a month ago and I'm glad it happened as I seriously couldn't take anymore abuse. I was leaving a bbq with my ex and just as we were leaving he grabbed my arm and called me a slag. I totally lost the plot, hit him with my handbag and told all his friends about the abuse he had been doing to me. I went home alone and the next day exh said he wanted a divorce. Obviously I'm not proud of hitting him with my bag but the abuse he has done to me over the years was pent up inside me. My house is now peaceful and I'm no longer afraid.

I was bullied a fair bit at school. A couple of girls in particular tended to make me the butt of all "jokes" and seemed to enjoy being mean to me in school and outside of it (small town, tricky to avoid them)
The first Christmas home from university, most of my school year had arranged to meet in the local pub. I'd had a blast that term and had forgotten how grim nights out could be with these two around.
Sure enough, I turned up and there they were. As soon as they spotted me, one of them giggled "Ooh, let's shut Pigeon out!" and scooted up and down the benches, making sure I had nowhere to sit.
Having been the sort of person who never said boo to a goose before, I looked them up and down, calmly announced I was off, and got the train to the next city.
One of the crowd asked me the next day why I'd left so abruptly. Telling them that I'd realised I preferred going clubbing rather than spending a tedious evening in a Wetherspoons with people I didn't like was extremely empowering.

I walked out of a temp job. The staff were horrible and spoke down to anyone they considered below them, the office was in the middle of an industrial park with no cafes nearby and the only way to get a hot drink was to pay for one from an ooooold machine that gave me the shits because management wouldn't even shell out for a kettle, the work was supposed to be financial support but I actually just did admin and it was just generally awful. One afternoon a man came and said there was a mess in the men's toilets that needed sorting, I told him to ring the building management and he said no, I should do it. I said "fuck that", picked up my bag and walked out.

I walked out of a job after two weeks. It was supposed to be a step up for me with a big project to work on but when I started I discovered that the previous HR person had already completed the project.

I also had to "liase" with this woman who ran payroll (I had run payroll in my old jobs) and after a couple of interactions I realised she was and would always would be an utter pain the the tits so I just though fuck this and left early on the Friday and never went back.

I got a live-in job at a hotel during the summer holidays when I was a student. The owner was quite a nice man, but didn't have much to do with the staff, but the manager was horrible. She treated the staff pretty badly and because most of us were students or people from other countries, and many of us didn't have anywhere else to go, she got away with it. One example was that they provided meals to the live-in staff, but nowhere to eat them. We weren't allowed to eat in the restaurant, the garden tables or even the bar area, in case the customers saw us. So we had to sit in our rooms alone with hot food balanced on our knees or on some steps in the kitchens. They gave us meals from the bar menu, but without any of the vegetables it was supposed to come with. The food aspect was just one of many areas where the staff were treated like second class citizens. None of it was the worst you can imagine, but it was just the ongoing lack of respect for the staff that appalled me. Lots of little things adding up etc.

I had got the job through friends of mine who knew the owner so one day, when I had my 'fuck this' moment and told the manager I was leaving, she told the owner who asked to speak to me and wanted to know why. I politely and calmly laid out all the examples of why the place didn't meet my expectations of a good working environment. He clearly hadn't really thought much about it or even known in some cases. Anyway, I left and I heard through my friends sometime later that he'd actually taken note and some changes were made. So I guess some good came from it for the people who didn't have many alternatives.

An acquaintance was asking another friend about going on a working holiday. I invited myself along because I thought fuck it. Had a terrible break up 6 months earlier, job search was not going well and my current job was sucking the life out of me.
It was amazing, I ended up living there for 10 years.

A uni job waitresing. The manager kept touching me inappropriately, which should be ok because he is French. Nope. quit that day.

Not so much as a moment more of a understanding that no matter what you do people will always say x, as a result I accept im strange, odd and quirky, so that when people.point it out, I'm like , and, plus the amount of secrets, deceptions, ect people have , I learned the only person you can truly trust to keep secrets is the kettle and a cuppa tea, sooner or later most people , would let slip details ect. Therefore I just talk to the kettle when I need a confidant.

Had been denying feelings for a boy I met at uni as my mate liked him. Spent months just ignoring it and having a laugh with him as a mate. On a night out people kept pushing me towards guys ( was only 18). One mate eventually just said 'Bee what are you doing, you know you want to be with X. I can see it on your face.'

I got a taxi to his flat, he opened the door and I snogged him. He had apparently been trying to be with me for months and had wanted me the second he saw me. We've been together 8 years, sat watching the football on holiday right now. My absolute soulmate.

Another one was after being asked if I'd wear a leotard to work in a bar. I took my CV back and told them to fuck off. Walked into the traditional pub next door and asked if they had a fucking job because I was skint. Manager hired me on the spot. We became close mates, my colleagues like a second family for four years. Got paid/tipped way too much. And, I never had to wear anything revealing at all. In fact, my landlord punched a man who touched my arse 😂

Both fantastic 'fuck it' events.

@Hawkins001 I'm also odd/strange. People like me but very much say I'm unusual/interesting/unique aka odd. I'm ok with it. Don't need to fit the mould.

[quote CorianderBee]@Hawkins001 I'm also odd/strange. People like me but very much say I'm unusual/interesting/unique aka odd. I'm ok with it. Don't need to fit the mould. [/quote]
That's the thing, I realised I could attempt to be normal but then my mask would last five mins, better to embrace my oddities and quirks. Plus less to cover up when I'm quirky.

My ex kept messing me about

Gaslighting,lying,playing me off against his ex wife and hooked up with another woman behind my back-really messed up my mental health-I fell pregnant to him and lost the baby-he told everyone I’d aborted it

I think I was meant to play the ‘pick me dance’ but I turned over in bed,looked at him and his man tits ‘thought I’m not doing this again’ got up and walked out

He went mental and told everyone I’m crazy-it’s a mystery to him that I refused to beg him to come back

I jumped back into online dating and I’ve been with my bloke 6 years this October

Oddly enough he’s not back with his ex wife,the other lady finished him and he can’t hold a relationship down

Yes - I looked around one day and realised that I hated my job (working for a whingey, up himself bloke) and my boyfriend (who had become a sulky, self-absorbed twit). Started going to the gym and applying for jobs, and within days had dumped the boyfriend and got a fantastic new job. I am a huge fan of "fuck that" moments.

Born and raised in Australia. I was back living at home after a nightmare houseshare. Working three jobs, going to uni but not enjoying it. My Nana died and I couldn't attend her funeral as my passport had expired, but she left me a little money.

Thought "fuck it" and bought a ticket to London.

A month after arriving here met my husband in France, while backpacking with random friends of friends.

Never went back to Oz (apart from holidays) and have lived here for 19 years now.

Best decision ever.

Loads of great stories! You guys have definitely cheered me up I’ve just realised that I also have a ‘fuck this’ moment. I have a very difficult DB (think fraud, lies, emotional blackmail etc). One day 9 years ago he was being particularly horrible so I thought , fuck it, I’m not doing this anymore. And just blocked him. I haven’t spoken to him since then. Best thing I’ve ever done. My mental health improved drastically since then

@Iseeyoulookingatme

Mine happened just over a month ago and I'm glad it happened as I seriously couldn't take anymore abuse. I was leaving a bbq with my ex and just as we were leaving he grabbed my arm and called me a slag. I totally lost the plot, hit him with my handbag and told all his friends about the abuse he had been doing to me. I went home alone and the next day exh said he wanted a divorce. Obviously I'm not proud of hitting him with my bag but the abuse he has done to me over the years was pent up inside me. My house is now peaceful and I'm no longer afraid.

Well done to you , it’s great you have peace now , onwards and upwards

I actually did walk out on my job. I was being bullied and it was my last day before starting a new role. I knew my reference had been sent and my bullying prick of a manager decided to be a dick to me as usual. I walked over to my desk gathered up my stuff, said loudly ‘I actually do not need to take this shite from a jumped up knob that everyone despises!’ I walked out, it was 11am and I have heard it’s gone down in legend and is still talked about 5 years later.

‘@BashfulClam’ I love this

I’m so impressed with you all - these are amazing.

I’m usually docile and that’s why I was bullied as I seem like a weak target but fuck me, he irked me and had bullied me from a good job.

A childhood friend told me she was moving to the UK for a couple years. Said half jokingly that I should come.

The next day, stood at the photocopier at my temp job, I realised I absolutely should go with her. Had just finished uni, broken up boyfriend, living in a shit apartment sharing a bedroom, was feeling totally lost.

Everyone was shocked and didn't really believe me until I bought plane tickets. Was in the UK a few weeks later, and 15 years on I'm still here