Justmehere
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I don't think anyone will believe me about my morning today, but I don't care. It's too real. Way too real.
I walked into an office that I had a meeting at this morning. It was to go over possibly working for this organization on a contractual basis.
I walked in and the director came out and started screaming at me for a project I have no involvement with. I tried to deescalate them, used an app on my phone to silently request police help, and got the hell out of there as fast as I could.
But they grabbed my shirt and shook me and hit me, closed fist, before I got out of there. I just kept trying to talk them down until they got out of the doorway so I could leave.
I left before even the police arrived. I reached out to a friend who contacted the organization and told them I will not be working for them and they are to never contact me again.
A volunteer there called me and said I did nothing to provoke this, it wasn't my fault, it freaked them out too, and the person had been known for being aggressive and losing their temper at times.
I'm ok, they actually didn't hit me that hard. I'm kind pissed about all the work I did just to get the contract drafted and to get the job... Yeah, yeah, o will follow up with the victim advocate with the police to do whatever I decide to do. File a statement or whatever. I don't know. They are calling me as I type.
Right now, I'm trying to keep myself from coping with this badly.
My therapist says I have a knack for running into the worst of the worst....
Trying to not blame myself for that fact.
They called me a dirty whore. That's all that is rattling in my brain. It's almost like I want to believe that so this shit makes sense.
For a few minutes, I stopped believing it, and a tremendous amount of pain, emotional pain, came up and I screamed. Just screamed while sitting on my kitchen floor.
Some humans are so awful.
Thanks for letting me post this.
Trying to pull myself together and get on with my day and not let this crap person take away anything else from me.
I walked into an office that I had a meeting at this morning. It was to go over possibly working for this organization on a contractual basis.
I walked in and the director came out and started screaming at me for a project I have no involvement with. I tried to deescalate them, used an app on my phone to silently request police help, and got the hell out of there as fast as I could.
But they grabbed my shirt and shook me and hit me, closed fist, before I got out of there. I just kept trying to talk them down until they got out of the doorway so I could leave.
I left before even the police arrived. I reached out to a friend who contacted the organization and told them I will not be working for them and they are to never contact me again.
A volunteer there called me and said I did nothing to provoke this, it wasn't my fault, it freaked them out too, and the person had been known for being aggressive and losing their temper at times.
I'm ok, they actually didn't hit me that hard. I'm kind pissed about all the work I did just to get the contract drafted and to get the job... Yeah, yeah, o will follow up with the victim advocate with the police to do whatever I decide to do. File a statement or whatever. I don't know. They are calling me as I type.
Right now, I'm trying to keep myself from coping with this badly.
My therapist says I have a knack for running into the worst of the worst....
Trying to not blame myself for that fact.
They called me a dirty whore. That's all that is rattling in my brain. It's almost like I want to believe that so this shit makes sense.
For a few minutes, I stopped believing it, and a tremendous amount of pain, emotional pain, came up and I screamed. Just screamed while sitting on my kitchen floor.
Some humans are so awful.
Thanks for letting me post this.
Trying to pull myself together and get on with my day and not let this crap person take away anything else from me.
