Yes, I've sued people (but, they were bad....really, really bad).
I really don't ever want to have to do that again....
ever......
Seriously.....
So - I got a couple of bites for jobs helping homeless addicts.
This is exciting!
The jobs don't pay well but, at least, my soul will be fed.
I'm looking forward to the interviews tomorrow.
The other day, I had yet another colleague tell me that two women I work with are trying to get me fired. We've lost so many people due to the obnoxiousness.
The last one who quit told me the boss was mocking my psych degree and credentials when I wasn't around.
Another women told me that she was the victim of workplace bullying in a previous job so she knows it when she sees it. She left. She told me to get the heck out of there before they kill my spirit.
Apparently, a woman they got to agree to work an additional 20 hours a week at no pay as an intern on top of her paid 40 hours is spreading the lies. The new person who cries when she's alone is helping her. According to one of my former colleagues, they do the very things they claim I do. I think they're poking around my LinkedIn profile - so I had to block them. They claimed I hypnotize everybody (probably got that from LinkedIn.)
I have a policy,
if I lose three nights of sleep over a job, a man or a situation (and it's not an act of God like an illness, dementia, cancer or a tornado),
I either fight it or leave it to suffer it's own grizzly demise.
I haven't slept more than four hours a night in days. This time, it's not due to the nightmares but to the taunt that "it's a small world and [my] career will end if [I] burn this bridge" and that I "never fit in with the company."
If I didn't fit in, why did so many people offer to give me references?
Why have I been there more than two years?
Yeah....that's weird.
It doesn't matter.
As much as I like to light candles, I'm not too keen on blowing up bridges.
I'm fighting the urge NOT to give the woman who cries something that will help her reach her dream faster. I'll probably share it with her. She's possibly just trying to fit in.
*****
I went to Facebook for the first time in ages. Couldn't even remember the darn password.
I asked some select former colleagues for references.
There is a beautiful woman in Oregon. She was a victim's advocate at the time Michael was stalking me. One day when I was freaked out, she called me and pointed out that he always seemed to have my phone. She's the one who realized that he was using the phone to track my wearabouts.
We pretty much decided to become addiction counselors at the same time.
It turns out, she's being bullied, too.
I had a very long conversation with her and got to return the favor. We talked about people in recovery who are prone to acting chaotic and like "dry drunks." If we actually look at what they are doing to us, it is reminiscent of the behavior of people stuck in addiction; (1) lying, (2) keeping secrets, (3) blaming someone else for one's own mistakes.
She laughed. Our bullies said the exact same things to us - we don't fit in, people don't like us, we're incompetent, we focus too much on ethics - lol.
I'm the only one accused of hypnotizing everyone but other than that, our experiences were pretty similar.
She's not going back to the company bullying her. She'll get her hours elsewhere.
I knew there had to be a reason for this.
The bullies are just cogs in some grand universal scheme.
There is a chance I'll have to hire a lawyer to ensure they don't defame me to future employers.
If getting away from the stress and seeing a chiropractor won't help my back, I may have to sue for workman's comp.
It'll be nice not to have to sue a bunch of obnoxious people.
May everything work out for you, too,
S.
Next day edit:
I gave my two weeks notice. I told the boss that my gossipy coworker is going to be happy.
I went out and bought the most expensive graduation card I could find for the gossip. She's graduating on my last day.
The card has a glass etched suncatcher with a poetic quote on it.
If anyone needs some joy and inspiration, it is her.
Poor thing -
Before I gave my notice, another student called me. She was in tears and about to give up on her master's degree because of bullying on the part of licensed counselors at her Practicum site. One of the guys has a counseling license. He's sexually harassing her and actually showed up at her house! He brags about his AR15 in supervision meetings.
I told her what they say about men who brag about big rifles in public.
She laughed.
It's been ten hours since I spoke to her and she seems to be in better spirits.
What is up will all the jerks?
YIKES.
Maybe I had to live it to helps others endure it.
Hugs,
S.