Only, what, two more weeks of 10-year anniversary coverage?

We can hope.

Had a bit of a scare today, my mom went to the ER with dizziness, light-headedness, and nausea. Tests couldn't find anything wrong so she's back home now, feeling somewhat better.

I just got a call from a friend who said she had gotten a panicked Facebook message from a friend of mine, R, wondering if I was okay. I haven't gotten a Facebook, phone or any other kind of message from R in months, and I haven't disappeared from Facebook, so WTF? He's been known in the past to leave a couple of phone messages for me and decide something had happened to me, without remembering that his phone was probably out of minutes, out of charge or lost. Then he calls friends of mine he barely knows and panics them. It's like he only remembers I exist every six months or so, and then thinks I should instantly appear. We used to be friends, but now it seems he only remembers I exist when he wants something.

Sorry. I had to rant somewhere.

Oh, no, Matt! I hope it was really nothing.

Ugh, Ginger, that's terrible.

I am so frustrated with my job. I think I'm going to go stand in the shower and cry. Maybe with a beer.

Glad it turned out okay, Matt.

Ginger, that's...bizarre. And irritating.

Steph, I endorse standing in the shower with a beer. The crying part is not good, obviously. Is it your boss again?

Is it your boss again?

Yeah. I'm just completely frustrated with the feedback she gives me. One week I get raves and compliments (that I dutifully label with my "work kudos" label in Gmail), and the next week I get so much feedback on everything I did wrong that I have to page down twice just to read it all.

While I know my editing is neither perfect nor precisely the same from article to article (because different articles are more complex/more poorly written/etc., and because I am not an editing robot), I have a very hard time believing that I am SUPER AWESOME YAY TIMES one week and ENGLISH, DO YOU SPEAK IT the next week.

And ISTG she always gives me feedback on things that I did/didn't do because of our style, and so I point out that XYZ is our style, so that is why I didn't change it to ABC even though she thinks I should have. Then she replies "It's true that XYZ is our style, but I changed it to ABC because of [crazy-ass bullshit I couldn't have been expected to know because she just decided it's relevant]." That shit feels like gaslighting me SO HARD. I get bad feedback for following our style??? What the shit.

I was panic-spiraling earlier and I managed to pull out because I realized lunch was a good idea. And now I'm flipping out again because people keep asking me for status updates and I just need everyone to SLOW THEIR ROLL, god damn it.

That shit feels like gaslighting me SO HARD.

Um, I think because she is? Her feedback is so wildly inconsistent that it's useless. There's no way you can improve your performance with feedback like that.

Ginger, it sounds like your former friend is a drama llama who likes to shove emotional labor onto other people.

Ginger, it sounds like your former friend is a drama llama who likes to shove emotional labor onto other people.

He is all of that, yet he complains about other people's drama. I live in fear that during one of these weird fits he'll call my mother.

Steph, do you know any of the other freelancers well enough to compare notes?