Saturday, March 17, 2018
Friday, March 16, 2018
Thursday, March 15, 2018
I used to be bullied at work. I’ve talked about it here on this blog, with family, with friends, with various coworkers, and I’ve written about it elsewhere.
Along with all that, what I also and really need is to talk about it with someone at work who was right in the middle of all that bullying, yet didn’t bully me themselves. For that someone to be on my side and hear from me about what happened to me then.
Then I would really be vulnerable, would really be revealing my pain.
Then I would really be understood.
Wednesday, March 14, 2018
Monday, March 12, 2018
Continuing from my previous 2 posts...
A sadness from knowing that my sister did not care about me very much. She was number one in my book. I was not number one in hers.
I felt this from a very young age. I didn’t know how to process this. So I didn’t. I pretended like this didn’t bother me. Pretty soon, I convinced myself that.
But underneath it all, the sadness was always still there.
To be continued...