#i am up for a promotion right now

[wrishwrosh]

surely my boss knows that when she sends me a teams message saying “hey do you have a moment to chat?” it makes me want to uhhhh put on the best talent show this town has ever seen

[rurinnfane]

Spontaneous reminder to save the kind comments and thank you emails/DMs that you receive in your life, even if it seems small in the moment… you’ll happen to have that printout of that nice email on your wall on the day when you need it the most, and you’ll be glad you did it.

Also: if you can, try to be the reason someone prints out an email to save for a bad day

[go-see-a-starwar]

(via Star Wars Twitter Account)

[danielnelsen]

well this is what ive been doing for the past 2 weeks

[mutalune]

hey siri how do I stop feeling gutwrenchingly anxious in the guilt way for using the treatment methods available to me to not be in constant misery

[house-in-the-backyard-trees]

For once I would like to work at a place where me calling off doesn't result in a guilt trip. Sorry I'm the only responsible employee there but I was literally hyperventilating at the idea of letting my manager down bc I woke up and instantly started bawling about everything and could not face work. And my stomach has been murdering me from all the anxiety I've been dealing with so I literally can barely function anyway.

[kyuala]

hmm

[nofacednerd]

so I know like a ton of people just started following me for my superman fanart but I’ve been hearing some pretty nerve-wracking things about whether or not fanart counts as strikebreaking? So I’m putting that on pause for a while until I get an actual clear “no” on that or until the strike ends

[daz4i]

bro i hate my country's politicians so much it's unreal

[skrunksthatwunk]

not to doomer post. but. american politics is like here's a conservative warmonger who wants to burn you alive personally and here's a different conservative warmonger who definitely wouldn't stop someone from burning you alive BUT who might raise the minimum wage by $0.30/hour for you, but only like eight years from now (so re-elect me please!! >w<). yes one of them has to be president they are the only two options we'll let you have. no neither of them will stop the government from killing you or anyone else, but at least one will say "it's kind of bad to kill people :( someone should really do something about that..." while giving the people-killers $20,000,000,000,000 to keep doing it then saying they can't afford to help you at all, but oh shucks, maybe next cycle, if you vote for me again! and also everyone will pretend as though they are extremely different political entities covering two highly polarized ends of the political spectrum despite nearly identical policy views obscured by their slightly different ways of addressing their target audiences, many of whom are also conservative warmongers. and also if you don't vote or vote third party the other guy will win and you will watch as they burn everyone you love alive in the same way they've burned so many strangers so you kind of feel like you have to vote for the other warmonger because even though they both have blood on their hands you'll take a handshake over an uppercut. even if you can still see the bodies piling up behind them. even if you can only save like five people you know and not the thousands of people who are dying in the other room. because you believe the difference between 30,000 and 30,005 is still worth it even though no one needed to die in the first place and no one seems to agree with you. you have to keep living in this world every day. if anything changes it will take decades and it will never be enough. if this takes a toll on you good fucking luck surviving off the generosity of the warmonger state that claims to serve you. happy voting!!

[grouchythefish]

Me: takes a position I know I will hate because it represents a promotion and will help me reach the place I actually want to be faster at the cost of being miserable for a few months.

Me, three weeks in: realizing I fucking hate this position and am miserable and am dreading going into work because of it.

Me: [surprised Pikachu face]

[rosesradio]

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[starbberryblue]

collection of my absolute favorite tags from this incredible post:

Candace and doofenshmirtz would be tumblr mutuals i think

[shattered-pieces]

At a weekend w my sisters and mom-- bad, bad, started talking about politics at night, should've gotten out of there. I haven't slept well for 2 weeks and was iffy about coming... fear i might snap and ruin the weekend

They talk about election then about we shouldn't be spending on foreign wars and I try to convince them it's in the US best interest but they don't get it perhaps bc I explain badly esp w my mind in not the best shape... I get flustered and upset they don't see it-- that's the moment I have to get out of there bc I can't stand it. They're hoarding money when ppl are being torn apart. One sister literally said the world sucks. Why should we get involved, it's bad anyway. Perhaps preventing more wars is a hard sell esp when ppls main concern is money -- these ppl that earn at least 100k/year, have fridges with screen displays and everything they could possibly want really.... oh but we could always have more..

I have always seen things more globally. I get frustrated at short sightedness. Do you want a wider war in Europe? Oh but trump would of course not let there be wars lol. But of course you're not looking at him as some sort of savior lol he'll just fix everything... let you keep more of your money well guess what there are more important things in the world

But maybe I'm just too sensitive and got too biased by seeing Ukraine and actually caring about what happened to the people there

They have no idea. What I've seen and researched, they couldn't possibly know, I have all this inside me but can't even explain it and it is emotional but people being killed raped and tortured should be emotional? Or maybe most ppl only care about themselves and other countrymen, not even that bc they hate the ppl on the other side.

All this is built up in me after over 2 years and I dont convince their stone faces and can't stay there bc I feel too bad and tired and now I'll be awake at night when I desperately need sleep...

So I run outside and on the beach in full moonlight-- I throw a stick into the lake but it's muddy there I didn't see the mud and I slip and fall and my pajamas are all muddy and I get my wound --from earlier throwing the fish bones into the water to get it away from the dog-- dirty after my nurse sister disinfected it-- but i feel i need to run off this energy after all this time and me not being able to convince my sisters or anyone so I run on the beach, keep running back and forth til my bad knee hurts then I go back up and run in the yard then down the driveway and across the road.... I get scared I might not find the right driveway in the night do I run back.. I haven't run so much for a long time.

I go back in and scream and cry in my room (quietly bc the baby sleeping) and they may think I'm crazy but I have no credibility anyway and can't convince them or anyone.... why am I doing this I don't do this cause any good but I can't uproot it from my soul. It's good to care about people that are hurting my heart is in the right place even if I do things wrong even if all of it is futile bc I don't have much emotional strength and am not psychologically strong.. I have to do something w all these feelings but it's all turned inward bc i haven't been effective to convince anyone. Others perhaps can be effective at helping but I'm useless so .. what's the point of me. I can't help what I care about most so.......... 😞

[slippery-minghus]

god i feel so fucking stuck. it doesn't sound like i'm getting that job i really wanted after all, which means my only real option forward is to take the supervisor role being created in my office.

they want me for this role. everyone at office level who advocated for its creation had me in mind. it's not really a career path i'm interested in, but it's something.

only problem is my patience and tolerance for Nightmare Coworker is getting shorter by the day. she blew a gasket again today when some r&d folks—whose arrival had only been mentioned to me offhand—showed up. because she wasn't told by the manager herself. she stormed away to go on a walk, came back, and stormed away again to have a long chat with the manager. manager is apparently only doing what the previous one instructed her to: rely on the two point people in the clinics. which, yanno, makes sense.

(fuck. maybe i should take the managerial track. so i can be there for my team like my managers in this job haven't been, and fire the fucking toxic mold spore before she infects the clinic.) (and honestly, because no one has left over her yet, that's likely why nothing has happened. but where the fuck am i supposed to go? back to the fucking donut shop???)

Nightmare Coworker is in absolute denial that she is not The Best, in denial that people with some modicum of power in our office want me promoted, and in denial that it could ever fucking happen. the only thing she has convinced herself of is that i'm going to "get promoted and leave" which. i fucking WISH.

but here we are. no offer in sight for the thing i want most right now. no exit signs for hundreds, if not thousands of miles from here.

i want to take that damn supervisor promotion, but i can't even message my own manager without Nightmare Coworker reading slack over my shoulder and then having a meltdown about it. how am i supposed to go talk privately to my manager, have an interview with her? Nightmare Coworker's going to fucking flip her shit when the reality of an internal promotion with my name on it comes to light. and i DON'T have the energy to cope with it. the only outcome that might not break me is if she has a massive meltdown and quits on the spot. no notice. and i don't know how realistic that is to expect.

myself and others at this office are surprised and demoralized that Nightmare Coworker was not fired months ago. and honestly in hindsight i think Old Manager was far too soft. he was supportive, but too supportive, to the fault that accommodating everyone means accommodating no one. and current manager is spread paper thin, which is why she needs an office supervisor. but the window to get this person fired without invoking catastrophe has long since passed.

i wish i could turn my cold, frozen fear into spite or vengeance. to internally be grinning from the sidelines as i light the match and toss it into the massive pile of kindling and firewood that Nightmare Coworker has dug herself into, and set her ablaze. i wish i could feel anything other than fear.

[evermorecountsastherapy]

y'all I just procrastinated an assignment for the past 2 hours that literally took me 7 minutes to complete and hand in... like what... what is so wrong in my brain chemistry that I am like this...