Rant VIII: The Reckoning

I've been struggling with depression for quite awhile now, but it's been worse lately. I had three days off in a row recently and I did absolutely jack shit, save for playing Sleeping Dogs.

Today, there was a kerfuffle with Paypal when I ordered 30 copies of my book. It was that one last, stupid thing that broke me. I had an emotional breakdown only about half an hour ago, which included uncontrollable sobbing, lots of tears, and a knife to my wrist while I sat in the bathtub.

Now, I'm just feeling completely numb. I called into work because I'm just not in the right place to work tonight. Given that this is the first weekend with the patio open, it probably means I'll lose my job for doing that.

I don't know. Right now, I guess I'll just game more.
It's okay. You have my number already, I think, but I'll PM you with it just in case I haven't given it out. You're probably inconsolable, I won't try to tell you it gets better or something. It's okay to go through what you're going through. It's okay to talk about it, to let out every thought you lock up to someone/some people.

It's okay. Please don't hurt yourself. You're not alone. I don't mean that in a "I've been where you've been" way. I mean, you are not alone. Don't go to further into yourself. Turn around. Come out, to where we are, because you are not alone, we have not left you, we won't leave you.
 
I'm...slowly getting better. I'm sorry to scare you guys (imagine how my mother felt :( ) and sorry I didn't respond to anyone who private messaged me or provided phone numbers. I don't like bothering people with my shit because I hate being a burden. I just used the rant thread to do exactly that: rant.

Today, though, one of my best friends dragged me out of the house and took me downtown to the market. We hung out, we ate great local food (I had a yummy falafel), and I started to feel a little better. I'm not even remotely back to 100%, but I'm getting there.
 
I'm...slowly getting better. I'm sorry to scare you guys (imagine how my mother felt :( ) and sorry I didn't respond to anyone who private messaged me or provided phone numbers. I don't like bothering people with my shit because I hate being a burden. I just used the rant thread to do exactly that: rant.

Today, though, one of my best friends dragged me out of the house and took me downtown to the market. We hung out, we ate great local food (I had a yummy falafel), and I started to feel a little better. I'm not even remotely back to 100%, but I'm getting there.
Dude, not a burden. We enjoy your company. Life is all about relationships. We celebrate your successes and equally we are there for you in the bad times.

Also, falafel is great :D Good choice.
 
I don't like bothering people with my shit because I hate being a burden.
The best thing you can do for yourself is to stop that right there. I'm familiar with this feeling, I used to have it, and it's what made me turn in on myself and push everyone else out, because I felt like it was my problem and no one elses, and it wouldn't be fair to anyone else if they had to deal with it too.

I eventually learned that this is incredibly wrong. The people that want in are there because they want to help, it's the keeping them out that hurts them far more than 'being a burden' could possibly be. Don't ever be afraid to reach out, everyone has to sometimes.
 
I'm...slowly getting better. I'm sorry to scare you guys (imagine how my mother felt :( ) and sorry I didn't respond to anyone who private messaged me or provided phone numbers. I don't like bothering people with my shit because I hate being a burden. I just used the rant thread to do exactly that: rant.

Today, though, one of my best friends dragged me out of the house and took me downtown to the market. We hung out, we ate great local food (I had a yummy falafel), and I started to feel a little better. I'm not even remotely back to 100%, but I'm getting there.
Chin up buddy, even in difficult times I like to think things will get better
 
Dude, and I say this to ANYONE else out there who've had thoughts like this: If you're worried about being a burden to someone, then you're probably the sort of person who ISN'T a burden.

I could sit here and get commanding about stuff, preachify about how bad a decision it is.

I could plead and beg, attempt to appeal to that warmer side that exists in you, but isn't talking loud enough for you to hear right now.

I could do like I do with those I encounter on calls here - try to find out what's the root of what's bothering you, whilst working on different ways to help direct you to get you treatment.

Or I could simply do as others here have done, and leave my number. Area code is Two five six, 527 Two 9 Nine Seven.

Day or night, and that goes for any one of you on this forum. Even Charlie. I'll take the ass-chewing from my wife later.

I consider y'all amongst my good friends, folks with whom I can share just about anything. And I feel like I speak for most of us when I say that I'll be damned if I'll let you slip away without taking my best swing at working with you to help yourself out.

Enjoy your falafel. I think you've earned it.
 

Cajungal

Staff member
Seconding the 'not a burden' chorus. Relationships--even online ones--are a two way street! We help and listen to each other. But you have to promise us that when things get really bad, you'll call a doctor or a hotline. Definitely vent here anytime though. We love you :)
 
I'm...slowly getting better. I'm sorry to scare you guys (imagine how my mother felt :( ) and sorry I didn't respond to anyone who private messaged me or provided phone numbers. I don't like bothering people with my shit because I hate being a burden. I just used the rant thread to do exactly that: rant.

Today, though, one of my best friends dragged me out of the house and took me downtown to the market. We hung out, we ate great local food (I had a yummy falafel), and I started to feel a little better. I'm not even remotely back to 100%, but I'm getting there.
Nick, I promise you, nobody that was offering to listen to you would consider that a burden. Even though I didn't offer, because of things going on in my life, I would be more than willing to listen when you need an ear.
 
I second that emotion. You can always call, day or night. If I'm not available, the doomweasels give pretty good advice.
 
Nick, I promise you, nobody that was offering to listen to you would consider that a burden. Even though I didn't offer, because of things going on in my life, I would be more than willing to listen when you need an ear.
Ditto that. I may not be in the best of shape right now but I'm always willing to listen - and maybe even understand better considering my predicament :) The point is that, ThatNickGuy, you've got people who are paying attention and willing to listen right here. BECAUSE....


 
Came home from work this morning to find a message on the answering machine from the son of my mom's best friend. She's in the hospital after suffering a major brain aneurysm. That's all I know so far. All I can do from here is pass along the news to my mom, who is the rehabilitation hospital herself for the next 10 days or so, and my sister, who is cutting work short and rushing back to town from Pittsburgh.
 
TL;DR: I don't even know.

I am livid.

I have an employee I'll call CK. She's 6 years older than I am. She's a great worker, very intelligent, works hard, puts in her hours and her productivity is great. The quality of her work is close to 100%. As a worker, I could not be happier with her.

As a colleague she can be great. She's got a sharp sense of humour, is a good conversationalist usually, and has a background to much of the history we work with in our research.

As a person, I think she might be a little out of touch.

This started some time ago. There was someone in our office with whom she just didn't mesh; it went both ways between those two and I figured, hey, some people just don't gel. No big deal. They didn't fight or anything, they mostly just ignored each other. Some time later, I'd start getting text messages from her during work hours (not unusual) about how "no one" in the office liked her (save me; also, unusual). I reassured her that that was definitely not the case. She eventually confided to having few friends, and since I enjoyed her company overall - I should mention our office is a social group, we chat during the day and will go out together for dinner/drinks - I suggested we grab coffee or drinks sometime, that she didn't have to feel lonely/rejected by the office. I even invited her over for dinner on one occasion. After she was busy every offer I made (4 total), I stopped asking, thinking maybe I was putting pressure on her. One day, after a date, she sent me an angry text about how I had specifically not told her about the date (but told everyone else in the office) to make her 'play the fool'. The day before I had literally been discussing with her what restaurant we were going to; she said that she didn't realise I had been talking about a date - and therefore it was my fault.

Yeah, the office teased me for four days, but it was secret... Well, anyway.

Some time elapses and I get a text from CK about how two other colleagues and I had shared "a look" about CK, a look that apparently she 'recognised' to mean, and I quote, 'what a raving c*nt'. I wasn't aware there was a 'look' for this, but hey. Learn something every day, I guess.

Anyway, now that I had been listed as part of the group that didn't like her, I wasn't sure what to do. I let her cool off for a few days and later reassured her that we liked her company, etc. This was all before I had been promoted, so I was on equal footing with her in terms of our jobs; she had at one point said she'd leave when I was promoted because of how I was acting - I don't know what I was doing, despite having asked; many times her answers are things like "Well, it's obvious." Useful. She eventually seemed to warm back up to talking, but definitely less frequently. I was content to let it lie there; if she wanted to come out of her shell more, it was clearly going to be on her terms, not mine. I was still happy to go for drinks, etc if she liked.

After I got promoted, she gave a long rant about various people in the office: G "is weird and talks a lot" (NB: a recurring complaint from her is that the office is too quiet, so wtf), F doesn't like her, D -who she had never worked with, but only met for like 20 mins one time- was going to make this job 'suck even more'.

And then... today. Today I had to move J from the computer next to CK to a different computer because J had trouble logging in. CK, noticing J move, but evidently not paying attention to preceding conversation, tells me that it's 'obvious' - as it always is to her - that J moved because she doesn't like her. And I'm just internally screaming and pulling out my hair in frustration; outwardly I'm calmly explaining that the computer was having issues and tech support will fix it tomorrow. I had specifically put J there because I knew CK liked her - or, thought so! - even though it would have been way more convenient for me to put D there. I tried to a nice thing by kowtowing to her attitude.

The thing that makes me so upset isn't even the effort I went to to make the seating more palatable to her. That's fine. I don't mind, really. What, an extra 30-60 minutes of setup for J? She can handle it and she won't mind.

The thing that makes me feel so ... hurt, frustrated... She accuses people of disliking her, over and over, and yet she's the one who has lists of reasons, both real and imagined, to dislike everyone else.

ARGH ARGH ARGH
 
Honestly? Fire her or complain to your boss. She's a drama bomb waiting to go off and you don't want to be there when it does. It doesn't matter if this confirms things in her mind, she's caused this situation. Just make sure you have security nearby or things mike get ugly.

You can find another worker. You can't get another tolerable working space.
 
Honestly? Fire her or complain to your boss. She's a drama bomb waiting to go off and you don't want to be there when it does. It doesn't matter if this confirms things in her mind, she's caused this situation. Just make sure you have security nearby or things mike get ugly.

You can find another worker. You can't get another tolerable working space.
Fact. However, she basically can't be fired unless she, like, sets the building on fire. We work at a university and she's a PhD student, and a residency advisor, in addition to being protected by a union that seems to do nothing but make sure bad employees can't be fired.

So basically, I can vent to you guys and maybe encourage her not to renew her contract in a few months.[DOUBLEPOST=1367882373][/DOUBLEPOST]I actually even have two resumes that look great. I'd love to hire either one of them. C'est la vie... :/
 
Some people will always see themselves as victims in a world meant to hurt them. Without knowing her past, it sounds like she has deep psychological issues around abandonment or trust that you basically have to tip toe around. Sucks man.
 
Some people will always see themselves as victims in a world meant to hurt them. Without knowing her past, it sounds like she has deep psychological issues around abandonment or trust that you basically have to tip toe around. Sucks man.
This is basically how I feel. And, before she got mad at me, she had confided some pretty personal stuff. She's had a rough time. I get that. I just feel like now I'm stressed because of it. Of course, I have to learn to let that go.
"Thank you for sharing your concern with me. I understand you find [situation X] frustrating, and I really appreciate you acting professionally about it. If you continue to feel this way about person X or situation X, please consider sitting down with them and explaining your concerns. Usually this sort of thing turns out to be a misunderstanding, and simply discussing it with the individual involved will resolve the situation. If it isn't or can't be resolved, then I appreciate your patience and continued professional attitude toward the situation. Ignoring your co-worker's bad behavior can be hard, but they are just people and sometimes people can only get along by overlooking each others deficiencies. Good luck!"

You want to:
* Stop them from complaining to you. You are enabling their bad behavior.
* Address the problems with the people they have a problem with. Don't engage in or encourage gossip.
* Avoid tampering with their perception that they aren't the problem, while simultaneously teaching them how to be better at not being the problem. (they will never accept that they are the problem, so anything you say to the contrary will result in them ignoring anything else you say)
* Tell them that the solution of last resort is to simply live with it and move on with life. Thus you eliminate having them come to you, going to HR, or trying to go up the ladder.

Not that this'll work. Ignoring people like this might actually make them more of a chore to work with as they become more blatantly passive aggressive about how they do things, but you can at least box her out of your sphere of responsibility for some of these issues.
Thanks. This is great advice. You're right, basically about all of that.
 
Went to a place with a "Help wanted" sign...their not hiring. COVER THAT THING UP! Dick move garden store that was extremely close to my house and would be an easy commute, dick move.
 
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Went to a place with a "Help wanted" sign...their not hiring. COVER THAT THING UP! Dick move garden store that was extremely close to my house and would be an easy commute, dick move.
Were you wearing the pot on your head when you went in?
 
Holy crap...I COULD pull off a Crazy Dave cosplay! I got the beard, a big enough pot, WATCH OUT COMIC CON! Though the question remains, should I die my beard? Fleh, I'll coin flip it.
 
I was thinking of going to HalCon (Halifax con in November) this year. I had ideas for two possible costumes. Crazy Dave makes three. My other two were SouperMan (dress up similar to Superman, but as a giant can of soup) and chased-by-Silence/government Rory (striped shirt and my arms and face covered in marker ticks).
 
Holy crap...I COULD pull off a Crazy Dave cosplay! I got the beard, a big enough pot, WATCH OUT COMIC CON! Though the question remains, should I die my beard? Fleh, I'll coin flip it.
Might be able to dye it with coffee if you're worried (though it would still remain darker than when you started). The smell would fit the part, I'm sure. Also, your pot may be big enough, but do you have a saucepan that'll fit over your head?

--Patrick
 
What a week. I spend all weekend feeling sick, spent Sunday to Tuesday with a high fever and acute bronchitis and woke up to June's father calling Wednesday morning to tell her that her mother died. She was 50. We spent Wednesday taking a train back to her hometown and held a Chinese funeral that begs description if only I had to energy to type it at the moment. Her mother's body was cremated this morning and I left a heartbroken June in her hometown for a week while I just got back to Shanghai, scrounging for several hundred dollars to give to her father as custom dictates before I go to bed so I can go to work tomorrow.

I'm tired in every way.
 
Spent a tonne of time last night talking with my father in law, who is like my favourite person in the whole wide world. Turns out that he's just as obstinate as his daughter when it comes to relationships so it was nice to hear it's not just me, she really is that closed off. (family trait) He's going to talk to her to find out wtf is going on her head and let me know. He just wants things to work out, or failing that, for people to just go their separate ways but at least be honest about it. He's a straight shooter for sure.
 
My cosplay decisions are now a close tie between Crazy Dave, and Blackbeard from One Piece.
Might be able to dye it with coffee if you're worried (though it would still remain darker than when you started). The smell would fit the part, I'm sure. Also, your pot may be big enough, but do you have a saucepan that'll fit over your head?
--Patrick
Was talkin' bout the saucepan actually(I always forget those aren't called pots) and after a second look it may not be the best choice. One because it doesn't go completely over my head and I wouldn't be able to walk much with it, and two because I also found a sharp rust spot inside it. Well *clap* time to shop!
 
So, uh, apparently she's having (or has had) a meltdown. Threatening to quit her job, picked a random US city to visit for a couple days before going to her dads for a visit. Kinda concerned.

And half reflective. Her job has been a serious problem for our relationship for a long time, and her health, so maybe she's finally realizing both? Who knows.

Anyone live in Chicago that can keep her company?
 

GasBandit

Staff member
I have relatives there, but I don't think they would be receptive to tracking down and placing the estranged, unstable wife of a guy their cousin barely knows from the internet in a sort of protective custody.

Sorry.

Why the heck chicago of all places anyway? Seriously, the place is such a hole.
 
I lost two doomweasels this week. It was expected for both of them but I was hoping to have a bit more time with them. I love you, Missy and Micha.
 
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I'm sorry that this is completely without context, but I just have to say, like right now...

WHY ARE YOU SUCH A FUCKING AWFUL PERSON, PERSON WHO IS AWFUL?!?
 
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