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Insert Swearish Rant Here

What a f'ing ripper idea for a thread! (Ripper is Australian for awesome btw).

Dear Middle Class, Privileged Colleagues,

Because you have sat through a 40 minute professional learning about trauma does NOT mean you f'ing understand trauma deeply and its impacts. In fact, even good f'ing psychologist who have spent decades in the field readily acknowledge that although they are well educated in the facts they can never truly bloody 'understand' a lot of elements related to trauma and what it is like to actually go through it. So stop f'ing arguing with people who have not only been through it and know the results all too well, but have spent many years learning about the effects of trauma because to recover you have to understand it really damn well. And stop f'ing saying you're traumatised because someone was rude to you at the shops or because your parents divorced amicably, it's really f'ing annoying, you d1ckheads.

From the person sitting next to you in meetings rolling their eyes.
 
spent many years learning about the effects of trauma because to recover you have to understand it
Do you ever get to the F*cking end of what it does?
It's like trying to catch a greased f*cking pig. Every rime you get to clearing one thing there's some other mindf*ck waiting around the corner.
Or another dysfunction or dysphoria, or dysregulation or physical symptom or nightmare or god knows what. I guess it doesn't f*cking matter because I will forget about all of in in 10 minutes anyway.

Last one for the day: How the F*CK did I ever manage to get through school without someone noticing something was really really wrong???? PTSD and executive dysfunction don't help the learning process. If you can orally answer the teacher in an empty classroom and struggle to get it on paper it should be some kind of f*cking clue there is something wrong!!!!!!!!!!

Last rant thought - I know when I watch TV and see people with PTSD that even before they say a word I know the things they will talk about. If that's the case why couldn't someone with PTSD be put in a classroom. We could spot kids with PTSD in minutes. Then we could work out our anger issues on the people that gave it to them.....
 
You need a death certificate to complete a request for medical records???! When this hospital killed him and knows perfectly well how they f*cked things up by sending the body to another hospital.

So you tell me to go to the morgue of that hospital to get the death certificate? Sure, I will. But I’m gonna be prepared cuz I know they’ll tell me to pound sand. And I’m at my threshold of being told which way to put my head up my own ass because of your bureaucratic lack of any sensibility.

This is why people lose the plot and take matters into their own hands.
 
Do you ever get to the F*cking end of what it does?
It's like trying to catch a greased f*cking pig. Every rime you get to clearing one thing there's some other mindf*ck waiting around the corner.
Nope, there's always some other f*ing shit around the corner, you're right, and it always hits you smack in the face, you don't know where it's come from! Can't sleep, afraid of sleep, dissociative, hypervigilant, and more f**cking sh*t that comes and never goes the f*ck away.

Last one for the day: How the F*CK did I ever manage to get through school without someone noticing something was really really wrong???? PTSD and executive dysfunction don't help the learning process. If you can orally answer the teacher in an empty classroom and struggle to get it on paper it should be some kind of f*cking clue there is something wrong!!!!!!!!!!

Last rant thought - I know when I watch TV and see people with PTSD that even before they say a word I know the things they will talk about. If that's the case why couldn't someone with PTSD be put in a classroom. We could spot kids with PTSD in minutes. Then we could work out our anger issues on the people that gave it to them.....

I often think the same about me! I had PTSD and DID and was constantly zoned out, constantly having to ask what the teacher told us to do or had said...

I am actually a teacher now myself and I completely agree with identifying traumatised children. I often just know and have had many arguments with colleagues who think they know so much better, or because the child's parents seem like they have it together. It is so frustrating when you know a child is suffering, not that in the place where I live it would probably matter that much, our child protection system is an absolute f*cking joke and gives all power to the parents anyway, so children being abused generally stay with their abusive family anyway. It's so f**ked, it makes me so angry!
 
Stupid bitch when someone asks you a question a reply is in order, don't be such a dismissive little shit just because you thought I was gonna have a hard time with this move....I am not!!! I have people who love me and are willing to help me. I can get on just fine without you....go suck an egg!!
 
I am actually a teacher now myself and I completely agree with identifying traumatised children.
I know. I figured it out watching Smithsonian Channel. They had a special on Viet Nan gun trucks and I could pick out the guys with PTSD in the interviews before they said a word.

AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! WTF. Nobody knows what EXEMPTION means anymore? For f*cks sake. Next idiot that decides to wreck my day (and probabley the next two after that) I am just going to tell them I can't wear masks because I have rage issues and panic attacks and if they really want to take a chance I won't freak out in the middle of their store I'll put one on. Then give them a "crazy person" smile.....

F*cking Ableists.....
 
Ah, f**ketty f**ksticks, I am so gosh darn sick of my body!
I was diagnosed with a condition called Reactive Arthritis earlier in the year, to add to my ever growing f'ing list of conditions! I have been in too much pain to walk or mountain bike ride like I used to but took solace in the fact that I could do my other hobbies - paint, write, read. But the last couple of f'ing days I am having problems with my f'ing eyes, which the Doc says could be caused by the arthritis and I can hardly do any of those f'ing things because it makes me freaking eyes hurt! Christ on a bicycle, life is so f'ing hard sometimes! And of course all of these physical symptoms I experience would likely not happen to me, when I'm only in my thirties, if I hadn't had such a sh*tty childhood that puts my body under constant pressure.
Right, end of feeling sorry for myself, swearish rant. I have an appointment on Monday with the eye Doc and have my fingers desperately crossed that he says it's not the ReA causing my eye problems and I just need glasses.

In the meantime, I'm off to get some food because I'm so hungry I could eat the arse (or ass in not-Aussie countries) out of a low-flying duck!
 
In the meantime, I'm off to get some food because I'm so hungry I could eat the arse (or ass in not-Aussie countries) out of a low-flying duck!
Hehehe …meanwhile on this side o’the globe.


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They’re spaghetti hoops
 
Motherf*cking clock sucking fils de putain vaffunculo fai! Che cazzo -che cazzo- vaffunculo fai. Voila merde.

Some people? Have NO concept of other people’s lives.

I only sleep for 4 hours. When you wake. me. up. in. the. middle. of. that??? To get some bullshit estimate on the floor done that’s not happening until January or February or maybe March, which CLEARLY had to be done right f*cking now, 3 feet from my bed, because why? Otherwise the guy’s schedule wasn’t clear until tomorrow? You’d have to wait a whole day? Oh!!! Silly me! You might be late for your weekly BRUNCH? The horror.

After being up for 20 hours, sleeping 90 minutes, I’m then supposed to go to work, and be up for another 20 hours… On 90 minutes worth of sleep. Up for 40 hours with 90 minutes of sleep. f*ck you, and your selfish self centered ass who doesn’t give a good god damn about anyone else’s schedule.

Tell ya what? After you go to bed tonight, I’ll just wake you up and keep you up for 2 days, steal a couple hundred bucks from you (since I’m per f*cking diem, I don’t work? I don’t get paid! Which you goddamn well know.) …and THEN you can talk to me about how I’m making a big deal out of nothing. Baka. Idiot.
 
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And also? Who the hell came up with how to spell French? Certainly not a Roman. Occitan is clearly Roman. Française is one very short step away from Welsh. Feet pue tan is spelled fils de putain? Why??? I mean, really! Just why? Aaaaargh. >.< This. Day.

ETA I still appreciate the brave soul who came up to me at my elbow, crossed out my pidgin French and spelled it out for me. My Creole/ Cajun/ Acadian/ Québécois (tabernac!)/ Pidgin French, most of my Japanese, and what very little Russian I know I learned by speaking, not in school with proper alphabets… or proper anything, really. I’ve been spelling it wrong for something like 30 years? I figured it might actually be fete p* or feite p* or fancified fêté p* or apostrophes abounding, whatever. Never occured to me proper was a whole 3rd/4th word minus 1 word in the middle …kissing the first, and grinding on the last. Sigh. But my gratitude is getting in the way of my grumpiness. So that’s enough of THAT. For now, for true, anyway. Because?

Seriously. f*ck this day. And the dead horse it rode in on.
 
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