Hi Guys;
Perhaps this is just a vent, but I just don't seem to have the space for greed and B.S. in the workplace.
I had a bit of a relapse yesterday that my new boyfriend witnessed (ps, we are now living together).
I went back to school, sick with Fibro, sick with PTSD, practically totally out of my mind and busted my butt to get a degree in Biology in order to get out of customer service where I was triggered constantly by rude angry people venting on me. I didn't know it, but I've had PTSD all my life and I can't take people venting........it is like I'm being battered and tortured all over again.
Anyway, so I make it through school at 35 y.o...worked my buns off. Nature was always the only thing that ever gave me some comfort and peace from the horror I was always in.
I ended up as an Environmental Consultant, Wetland Biologist. OMG!!!! It is nothing but angry developers and snotty real estate people and horrible conflict.
So I'm out on disability, but still plugging away at a few residential projects because people know me and I'm good.
Long story short. I did a Critical Area Study required by the County (well, all jurisdictions in this case), for my neighbors and then landlords. She is a real estate agent and I just sensed she was greedy and 'like that'.......so I kept my boundaries.
She wanted to go cheap and wanted both parcels in one report. I checked with my friend, a County Biologist whom I'd worked with and he gave it the 'yes.' I wrote up my Scope of Work for her to sign which states the project tasks and costs. We did the report 8 monthes ago and she turned it in no problem.
Then I get a call from her telling me the County now wants the report split because it is two separate parcels. I said I can do it for 3 hours work and printing costs.
I get a snotty e-mail from her saying that "I'm the professional and I should have known better what they would require, etc. etc. and she shouldn't have to pay." She said stuff like she wanted it in two reports and I was the one that suggested to put it in one, etc. Total lies. All lies and manipulation. It was really totally rude. She attacked me as a professional and I've worked so hard to be an expert at what I do.
I replied with an e-mail stating what our conversation was and that she needed to refer to the Scope of Work she signed. But it was too late. I showered and tried to keep myself under control......but was really unstable in the shower. My BF came in and asked if I was OK, I muttered a hopeful 'yes.' Then layed in bed for a bit because the Fibro was bad. I started crying. He happened to come in........I tried my darnest to hide it.........but I was going down rapidly.
I said; "I've had it......I just am worn, I can't take anymore of people being angry, abusive, rude........I'm freakin dirt poor, they know it..........she even knows I have PTSD! I'm scrapping by and I can't take the BS anymore......I've no fight left in me. I hate this world, I've hated it ever since I came into it. It's an awful place and I so don't want to be here." I have to go in for a lump in my breast on Weds and I said; "If this thing turns out to be anything, I'm not doing a damn thing about it."
He calmed me down and said he didn't want to see me in this field anymore........it is just too nasty. He was a contractor and he knows how people can be. I'm just worn down........I get triggered and I start feeling this incredable anger.......rage, like I could hurt someone. It scares me.
He said that he won't allow me to be in this field anymore. That I have to find my 'happy place'.......then the next day he said if I have any more 'episodes' like that it will be hard for him to stay with me, because it causes him too much anxiety.
Now I'm moved in and have lost my little apt..........now if I 'slip' I'll lose him. Now I'm scared.
I know what he said is right......that I was right about the type of person she was and that I just need to shove it back in her lap and walk away. I know that 15 years ago I still had some strength to do this. I calmed down right away and took his nuturing and listened and he brought me back.........but I'm scared. I got suicidal almost immediately. I'm so scared of going back to the workplace........its been nothing but a nightmare for me..........if its not sexual harassment ands staulking, it's being yelled at, disrespected, mocked and attacked. I'm just done. After everything I've been through, I just can't take anymore.............
My abusers seem to have just about taken away everything from me......my youth, my memories are all bad, bad bad.......now my career...........Scott says there is someplace where I can safely use my skills. I believe him........but I'm so scared.
I was shaky and unstable all day. I so easily hit the skids now. We ended up having a nice weekend and I pulled far out of it.........but I'm so scared..........scared of what the traumas have done to my brain, scared I have little control over the rage, scared that I can't work, ..........now scared I'm going to lose the love of my life.
Just scared. And I must say........my heart is so wounded that people like this just sicken me, I actually wish they were dead. I gave her a huge discount becasue they were my neighbors and landlords and she treated me like that..........it is so disgusting.........I hate humans sometimes..........well.....most of the time I just hate humans. I know this is distorted thinking, but how much is a person supposed to take. I hate being crapped on and disrespected like that.......I just can't take anymore.
I'm OK today...........but I'm scared. Very scared.
Just getting it out I guess. It's all so very sad. So much loss.........so much loss in my life.
I want a 'do over.' Please God, can I get a 'do over.'
Perhaps this is just a vent, but I just don't seem to have the space for greed and B.S. in the workplace.
I had a bit of a relapse yesterday that my new boyfriend witnessed (ps, we are now living together).
I went back to school, sick with Fibro, sick with PTSD, practically totally out of my mind and busted my butt to get a degree in Biology in order to get out of customer service where I was triggered constantly by rude angry people venting on me. I didn't know it, but I've had PTSD all my life and I can't take people venting........it is like I'm being battered and tortured all over again.
Anyway, so I make it through school at 35 y.o...worked my buns off. Nature was always the only thing that ever gave me some comfort and peace from the horror I was always in.
I ended up as an Environmental Consultant, Wetland Biologist. OMG!!!! It is nothing but angry developers and snotty real estate people and horrible conflict.
So I'm out on disability, but still plugging away at a few residential projects because people know me and I'm good.
Long story short. I did a Critical Area Study required by the County (well, all jurisdictions in this case), for my neighbors and then landlords. She is a real estate agent and I just sensed she was greedy and 'like that'.......so I kept my boundaries.
She wanted to go cheap and wanted both parcels in one report. I checked with my friend, a County Biologist whom I'd worked with and he gave it the 'yes.' I wrote up my Scope of Work for her to sign which states the project tasks and costs. We did the report 8 monthes ago and she turned it in no problem.
Then I get a call from her telling me the County now wants the report split because it is two separate parcels. I said I can do it for 3 hours work and printing costs.
I get a snotty e-mail from her saying that "I'm the professional and I should have known better what they would require, etc. etc. and she shouldn't have to pay." She said stuff like she wanted it in two reports and I was the one that suggested to put it in one, etc. Total lies. All lies and manipulation. It was really totally rude. She attacked me as a professional and I've worked so hard to be an expert at what I do.
I replied with an e-mail stating what our conversation was and that she needed to refer to the Scope of Work she signed. But it was too late. I showered and tried to keep myself under control......but was really unstable in the shower. My BF came in and asked if I was OK, I muttered a hopeful 'yes.' Then layed in bed for a bit because the Fibro was bad. I started crying. He happened to come in........I tried my darnest to hide it.........but I was going down rapidly.
I said; "I've had it......I just am worn, I can't take anymore of people being angry, abusive, rude........I'm freakin dirt poor, they know it..........she even knows I have PTSD! I'm scrapping by and I can't take the BS anymore......I've no fight left in me. I hate this world, I've hated it ever since I came into it. It's an awful place and I so don't want to be here." I have to go in for a lump in my breast on Weds and I said; "If this thing turns out to be anything, I'm not doing a damn thing about it."
He calmed me down and said he didn't want to see me in this field anymore........it is just too nasty. He was a contractor and he knows how people can be. I'm just worn down........I get triggered and I start feeling this incredable anger.......rage, like I could hurt someone. It scares me.
He said that he won't allow me to be in this field anymore. That I have to find my 'happy place'.......then the next day he said if I have any more 'episodes' like that it will be hard for him to stay with me, because it causes him too much anxiety.
Now I'm moved in and have lost my little apt..........now if I 'slip' I'll lose him. Now I'm scared.
I know what he said is right......that I was right about the type of person she was and that I just need to shove it back in her lap and walk away. I know that 15 years ago I still had some strength to do this. I calmed down right away and took his nuturing and listened and he brought me back.........but I'm scared. I got suicidal almost immediately. I'm so scared of going back to the workplace........its been nothing but a nightmare for me..........if its not sexual harassment ands staulking, it's being yelled at, disrespected, mocked and attacked. I'm just done. After everything I've been through, I just can't take anymore.............
My abusers seem to have just about taken away everything from me......my youth, my memories are all bad, bad bad.......now my career...........Scott says there is someplace where I can safely use my skills. I believe him........but I'm so scared.
I was shaky and unstable all day. I so easily hit the skids now. We ended up having a nice weekend and I pulled far out of it.........but I'm so scared..........scared of what the traumas have done to my brain, scared I have little control over the rage, scared that I can't work, ..........now scared I'm going to lose the love of my life.
Just scared. And I must say........my heart is so wounded that people like this just sicken me, I actually wish they were dead. I gave her a huge discount becasue they were my neighbors and landlords and she treated me like that..........it is so disgusting.........I hate humans sometimes..........well.....most of the time I just hate humans. I know this is distorted thinking, but how much is a person supposed to take. I hate being crapped on and disrespected like that.......I just can't take anymore.
I'm OK today...........but I'm scared. Very scared.
Just getting it out I guess. It's all so very sad. So much loss.........so much loss in my life.
I want a 'do over.' Please God, can I get a 'do over.'