CalDomine
Active Member
Saturday - 9am
My supervisor, let's call her Claire, who had no knowledge of a certain incident, defended the man who abused my good nature on shift a few weeks ago.
When she did this, my fuse was immediately cut short and my anxiety came into play.
I went from calm to near meltdown in a matter of seconds.
I became silent and closed off to try to appear normal, whilst stimming to counteract all of the negativity.
I was filled with rage and became locked between meltdown and shutdown.
It wasn't until other members of staff appeared that the stimming started to calm me down, and then I had to worry about acting normally social with the others.
This is when the depression took hold of me.
I needed time to recharge but didn't get it until 3 hours later.
This was a negative jolt in my morning that has made me uncomfortable all day.
I began to use more hidden stims than flapping my hands, to ensure all was concealed.
I am now exhausted, and it's only 12:15pm.
As some might say, it took too many of my spoons to regain my state of mind, which has still not been fully retained.
Dizzy spells are also rearing their ugly heads, and I'm finding it difficult not to enter my glazed stare in order to block everything out and find myself.
I turned to writing in order to distract me.
Struggling to make eye contact today.
Much more than a second is causing my eyes to start watering and I have to look away.
All of this came the day after a sensitive day, when I really needed to recharge.
As the title suggests, I am sorry that I introduced myself this way, but I needed to get this out.
My name is Cal, and I am new here.
I've been reading in silence for a few weeks and have been amazed and comforted by the level of support I have seen here.
You all seem like wonderful people.
Please, feel free to share a bad day that you need to get off your chest.
My supervisor, let's call her Claire, who had no knowledge of a certain incident, defended the man who abused my good nature on shift a few weeks ago.
When she did this, my fuse was immediately cut short and my anxiety came into play.
I went from calm to near meltdown in a matter of seconds.
I became silent and closed off to try to appear normal, whilst stimming to counteract all of the negativity.
I was filled with rage and became locked between meltdown and shutdown.
It wasn't until other members of staff appeared that the stimming started to calm me down, and then I had to worry about acting normally social with the others.
This is when the depression took hold of me.
I needed time to recharge but didn't get it until 3 hours later.
This was a negative jolt in my morning that has made me uncomfortable all day.
I began to use more hidden stims than flapping my hands, to ensure all was concealed.
I am now exhausted, and it's only 12:15pm.
As some might say, it took too many of my spoons to regain my state of mind, which has still not been fully retained.
Dizzy spells are also rearing their ugly heads, and I'm finding it difficult not to enter my glazed stare in order to block everything out and find myself.
I turned to writing in order to distract me.
Struggling to make eye contact today.
Much more than a second is causing my eyes to start watering and I have to look away.
All of this came the day after a sensitive day, when I really needed to recharge.
As the title suggests, I am sorry that I introduced myself this way, but I needed to get this out.
My name is Cal, and I am new here.
I've been reading in silence for a few weeks and have been amazed and comforted by the level of support I have seen here.
You all seem like wonderful people.
Please, feel free to share a bad day that you need to get off your chest.