I made a decision last night whilst talking to my dh that I will be handing in my notice at my current job because I can't take anymore.
Back story: I have been working for the same trust for 6/7 years and the first 4 were fantastic I worked with a fab team, I was finally working in my dream job and I absolutely loved it. I had a complete change of career and was hoping to train as a MH nurse, I cannot put into words how much I loved my new role. Then I got injured and that was the start of my problems. I could no longer work in my role because my injury was too bad so I had to change jobs, I was seconded for a while into a different post but it was only temporary so I found a new job in the same trust. This was a huge mistake.
Day 1 in my new job, I walked into the office and spent the whole bored out of my mind, I had no work to do and no real communication with any one.
Day 2 walked in to see 2 staff members having a fight in the corner of the office over a pen pot, a bit of shouting and carrying on. I was gobsmacked. It got worse from there, day three I was told a load of unasked for gossip about another staff member......it just went on. Everyday something happened, there were regular screaming rows between staff in the middle of the office, one member of staff kept having hissy fits, bursting into tears and running out of the office. Bitching, nastiness for me it was like walking into a war zone, completely unpredictable behaviour. During all this craziness my injury was getting worse and worse and I was struggling to get referred to the right place, my pain control was non existent because my GP thought I had a muscular problem. My boss was giving me a hard time because I needed time off for hospital appointments, I didn't have a desk, I was being told one thing by her one day and then she would do something else. She reduced me to tears because I was speaking to a colleague about work and she assumed we were gossiping so we got shouted at in the middle of the office. I was crying everyday, I hated going to work and I was drowning. After 5 months of this I had a complete breakdown, I walked out of the office, a member of the team had taken something and blown it out of proportion, accused me of picking on her because she was the youngest and I left.
I was put on antidepressants by my GP and signed off work with work related stress, my GP was fantastic. Occy Health were also fantastic, they fully understood where I was coming from and actually had to step in to tell my boss that she needed to leave me alone. My boss rowed with the head of the Occy Health dept because she felt it was up to her to decide if I was fit for work and was planning to just turn up at my house, she was informed that I was unfit for work and turning up at my house was harassment. I was off for 6 months and needed longer but my pay going to half meant I needed to go back, I had no option.
I was offered redeployment but I thought I could make it work.
I have had non stop battles over my injury, I was injured at work and feel that they should support me in my recovery, my boss see's me as a nuisance. She has never had a complaint about my work, I am very good at it I work bloody hard but I have limitations because of my injury, well it's permenant and is now considered a disability. I have had surgery to try and ease the pain and after the first one on my hand, she threatened my job because my hand was very swollen and she hadn't listened to my and had put me on the rota for a job that I told her would aggravate it......she never listens.......she told me 'she would have to consider my position if I couldn't write' which was completely unfair. When I came back from my first surgery, that day I was given a new job to do, she took it off another staff member who was making a complete mess of it and this caused huge amounts of tension for me as this staff member blames me for 'taking her job'.
She questions constantly if it was a workplace injury which is insulting and I did datix it, I have had to have formal sickness reviews because I am having planned surgery.....even though I was told at the last one that I wouldn't need another sickness review they are planning another one! She won't consider my surgery separately from any other sickness.
So I have had a second surgery .....this not the last one I will be having because this was a bad injury......and I went back to work on Tuesday, this was a much bigger surgery and has taken its toll on me. So my first day back, straight away I get told she is doing a second stage sickness review .......even though I was told the above at the last one? Then I find out that whilst I was off that they had to get the girl who did my job before to help out....not a problem for me but I anticipated problems because this particular girl is territorial and difficult to work with at the best of times. So I noticed that this girl was being funny with me and she was rude when I spoke to her but I let it go, day one and everything. I was getting a lot of emails from this girl about a relatively trivial matter so I thought it would make it easier if she sent me the whole email and I could do the trivial job whilst she got on with the bigger job she had in hand. I made the mistake of approaching her and she just lost her shit at me, she didn't listen, told me I was unprofessional, ungrateful and that she knew I didn't want her doing the work.......tbh I don't because she made a complete pigs ear of it last time but I would never ever say that. Other people did see and hear what went on and did try to get her to see sense but she was too far gone. I have been off for two days but did ring my manager to speak to her about it and she started saying that I hadn't listened to the girl and she had worked really hard and I was at fault. The only thing I did wrong was asking a question, this girl is always difficult so I was super careful in my approach but as usual it's all my fault.
So I am done, I am sick of dealing with the crap and lack of support. I should never have gone back there after my breakdown. Sorry this has turned into an epic tale of woe but I just had to let it all out