I accidently drifted off in my after-workout massage chair this morning. My first mistake of the day. Seriously, like five minutes and I was in the middle of another nightmare. When are they going to stop? I quit my job from hell a year ago! The nightmares should be done by now.
I've looked at the workplace bullying symptoms, forums, and help blogs with no change. Nothing helped while I was being tormented by those bee-otches from an un-heaven-like place. Nothing is helping now that I've grown a pair and left there.
You'd think something would change.
I would think something would change!
I still can't drive on that street. I still can't see black Kia's without breaking into a sweat. I still can't talk to people on Facebook who are friends of friends of them. I've had to completely distance myself from life in my efforts to recover. I'm thinking now that I may never recover.
This is my new normal.
I hate nightmares.
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