Sorry I haven't been around, I raised a concern at work and all of a sudden I found myself in a shit storm. I have been quietly excluded by some colleagues, completely ignored by one senior staff member and got a stern talking to from my manager about my attitude.
Admittedly, I have been fairly withdrawn on occasion behind the scenes, mainly because of the exclusion and above shitstorm. I'm ashamed to say I was downright snippy once but I did apologise afterwards. My game face is always on front of house.
I know I was right, that's the most frustrating thing. My heart says I was right, but my head is screaming that I should have just stayed quiet.
I am desperately unhappy, every instinct is urging me to run away from this but I can't afford to. I feel like a leaky pedalo surrounded by a flotilla of warships, all pointing weaponry at me.
Being ignored by a colleague I was fond of and respected is destroying me, the deliberate speaking over me to ask assistance from other colleagues is both hurtful and demoralising. Above all I am so sad, so very sad. I'm sorry I can't go into details, but it did involve a family member, and I felt they did not get proper care which resulted in two more weeks of pain.
I am sad because they were marginalised that day, I am aware it was a busy day and perhaps time ran out, but in speaking up for someone who couldn't, I have made my working life a misery.
I have had a drink tonight, purely because I need to sleep. Just one, but I am pleased with that, mainly because I'm off tomorrow and it could have been a cue to binge which is my default setting as a rule. Not today though. Not today.
Pup aka The Counter Terrorist is keeping me going, my life would be very dry without her. She sent a punnet of blueberries flying tonight and watching her roll them round her mouth and curl her lips up before spitting them out in disgust brought a tiny smile to my face.
ma darling thistle-heided quine that you are, I hope you are fine, I am sad that you are weary too. The last time I dipped in you were off to London to try for some funding, I hope beyond hope something comes of that. (((((((((((((((((((fundiebosie)))))))))))))))))))
Bloody well done Claret, so chuffed for you! I am intrigued re online jigsaws....off to google....
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spanna I could weep, your post was so cheering, can I coorie doon in the pooch of the Smock Of Smug for a wee while? Just to feel the warmth of the glittery smugly goodness but for a moment? I will trade you a bosie my dear, so very proud of you. ((((((((((weeldonemaquinebosie)))))))))))))))
venus your post made me think so very hard, what a lovely, lovely supportive post and how true. I go through life just wanting to be liked, and accepted and for years I thought alcohol made me fun, I need to have more faith in the sober me. The me the dog loves, the fresh air and horseback me, the gardening me. Thankfully our lovely bus and passengers loves all our mes, each and every one of them. And for that I will be eternally grateful. I know you're a fan of the Morningside air kiss but feck it. Bosie for you an' all...((((((((((((MorningsideStyleeBosie)))))))))))))))
I need to have a read back, I am so behind, and sorry I haven't said hello to everyone, I will try to catch up.
Off to let madam out for her last pee before bed, night night all, sleep tight, xx