feralcobra92 said:Michael Diaz4, thanks for the advice, but I have absolutely no interest in sucking anyone dry just to feel better, because honestly, I’d just end up feeling sorry for myself. Once I start getting that bitter and nasty, I realize how pathetic that whole situation actually is (and I bet you feel it too, even if you're too much of a man to admit it), so there's really no point in going down that road.
I'm not out here hunting for unconditional love or total devotion either; a perfectly normal, professional relationship would be more than enough for me.
I just can't stand living this way, constantly dragging work drama home with me. When my kids try to tell me about their day at school, I find myself tuning them out and thinking, "Oh, give me a break, now they're gonna blame me for this or that too." Look, I know I might be part of the problem because I tend to be a bit too soft and struggle with my self-confidence sometimes, but this is just the reality of it. So, how do you all deal with all the absolute nonsense at your jobs?
Same as you—I overthink everything and give way too much weight to things🙄
In my rather long career, I’ve dealt with something pretty similar to what you’re describing. Because of something that had absolutely nothing to do with my job—strictly my private life—people at work started gossiping, then straight-up slandering me, even accusing me of doing something illegal. Looking back now, it seems ridiculous. But back then? It sucked. Just thinking about how I went through all that because someone was jealous—because I had something they didn't and they viewed it as the ultimate prize—it's wild. I used to think people acting out of pure envy like that was just stuff from those cheap daytime soap operas.😁
At one point, I honestly thought it was over... everything... that I'd lose my job or end up getting into a physical fight with someone.😁 Then I remembered my philosophy—that karma eventually catches up with everyone, and that living in this constant state of tension is garbage for my health and my family. I figured things would just work themselves out eventually...
Do I even need to mention that a few months later, the whole situation flipped completely—and obviously, in my favor? The person who worked so hard to stab me in the back ended up falling right into the hole they dug for me—and thanks to some sort of cosmic intervention, they got buried under a mountain of dirt. Not that I'm exactly celebrating,😁 but man, I am incredibly relieved that everything blew up in their face without me even lifting a finger.
Honestly, I never intended to share this story on a forum, but you really poked the bear, so here we are.😁