Man, the hill some people choose to die on is WEIRD. Unless you, I don't know, launched my dog into space or something, I think I'd express my displeasure with [whatever] and then move on. He has too much free time. But I'm sorry you're having to deal with all this. Bah.
Right?
The thing is, his partner seemed perfectly happy with the service and paid me, no problem. An entire month later this guy goes on the rampage. What the what?
I feel kind of sorry for him because I imagine there is something else much worse going on in his life, but this is ridiculous.
Get thee to Natter to run it out!
Ahahahaha, Zen hit the number dead on, but msbelle slid in for the finish. Good work, ladies!
Oh, good, I was afraid I'd accidentally spoiled msbelle's triumphant finish!
Bee, I am shaking my head over the wingnut. I know you don't need this drain on your energy, but I won't be sad to see you grind his case against into hamburger.
Honestly, I am wishing I had a sedative. My guts are grinding...that is for sure.
I actually feel sorry for this man, but not enough to give into his tantrum.
While the student was taking the exam, he got frustrated with something and rested his forehead on his hand, thus putting his hand (the one with the writing) directly in front of the camera on his computer.
Ahahahahahaha, that's amazing.
The stuff that therapy is dredging up (because apparently there's always a deeper layer of shit and there is no bottom when it comes to parentally installed dysfunction) is dovetailing really badly with banning P-C, primarily w/r/t the issues of gaslighting.
I don't need to have a discussion about it (and it's not about P-C; I didn't even want to bring him up, except the whole issue with him and the discussion and the voting did drag gaslighting back into the front of my brain, so there's that), but I just needed to say it out loud somewhere. I feel so beaten down and fragile, you guys. I didn't expect this. I thought therapy was about dealing with this stupid year and all my stress, but Jesus, I'm pulling out stuff I thought was long behind me, and DAMN.
It is a really good thing I work from home, is all I can say. And I feel like I should put "edits well while crying" on my resume under the skills section.
Yeah girl I get you. I feel sort of vaguely pissed at what I actually have to work on in therapy. But it's clear that those actually are the underlying issues and that all my surface stuff is really just me papering over that in various ways. But it's hard work, yo.
