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I feel broken today.
I only ever write in here when things are bad. At least I still have an outlet.. I always tell my clients to journal, but I never do.
I am so fucking lonely lately. I miss having friends. I like having a husband, and he's my bestie.. but I miss having girlfriends n my life. right now, more than anything, I want to go for lunch with a girl, and have a few drinks, and get my nails did, and bitch.
I have noone to do that with here.
My job sucks. It sucks in a serious, serious sort of way.
I am scheduled for all nights and weekends this month. Thats not so bad, I guess.. except that Conors in daycare monday to friday, and only has weekends off, and is home for an hour before I have to go to work a night shift..
Same with Niall.
That's probably making me lonlier. When I get to work, the clients are settling in for the night.. I see 3 hours worth of people for half the week.
My new supervisor is my old coworker. She is a fucking idiot. She told my primary client (a schitzophrenic ) that she (the client) was a reincarnated angel.
seriously.
a reincarnated fucking angel.
I don't think I should have to say anymore about how fucking idiotic that is.
On my days off, my new supervisor phones. Today, she told me:
1. to stop talking to my coworkers, that they tell her everything I say.
2. To stop talking to the execuitive director, that she doesnt want to hear my concerns.
3. That I should "essentially stfu and focus on my job, but in nicer terms that I can't think of" because I'm lucky to have this job.
I have 6 fucking years experience working with addicts. She is an adult education major, who has never worked in addictions before, and once dropped off a client at a liquor store .. and then was surprised when she relapsed...
I've applied for other jobs, but I've sort of pidgeon holed myself in social service work, which there isn't a lot of here. I'd be happy to go work at a cheque cashing place, or a book store, but all my customer service experience is ages ago, and I can't get hired.
I have no idea what to do. I am desperate to get knocked up again, so at least there will be an end in sight, but stress doesn't really help with that.
I just want to curl up and cry my guts out.
I only ever write in here when things are bad. At least I still have an outlet.. I always tell my clients to journal, but I never do.
I am so fucking lonely lately. I miss having friends. I like having a husband, and he's my bestie.. but I miss having girlfriends n my life. right now, more than anything, I want to go for lunch with a girl, and have a few drinks, and get my nails did, and bitch.
I have noone to do that with here.
My job sucks. It sucks in a serious, serious sort of way.
I am scheduled for all nights and weekends this month. Thats not so bad, I guess.. except that Conors in daycare monday to friday, and only has weekends off, and is home for an hour before I have to go to work a night shift..
Same with Niall.
That's probably making me lonlier. When I get to work, the clients are settling in for the night.. I see 3 hours worth of people for half the week.
My new supervisor is my old coworker. She is a fucking idiot. She told my primary client (a schitzophrenic ) that she (the client) was a reincarnated angel.
seriously.
a reincarnated fucking angel.
I don't think I should have to say anymore about how fucking idiotic that is.
On my days off, my new supervisor phones. Today, she told me:
1. to stop talking to my coworkers, that they tell her everything I say.
2. To stop talking to the execuitive director, that she doesnt want to hear my concerns.
3. That I should "essentially stfu and focus on my job, but in nicer terms that I can't think of" because I'm lucky to have this job.
I have 6 fucking years experience working with addicts. She is an adult education major, who has never worked in addictions before, and once dropped off a client at a liquor store .. and then was surprised when she relapsed...
I've applied for other jobs, but I've sort of pidgeon holed myself in social service work, which there isn't a lot of here. I'd be happy to go work at a cheque cashing place, or a book store, but all my customer service experience is ages ago, and I can't get hired.
I have no idea what to do. I am desperate to get knocked up again, so at least there will be an end in sight, but stress doesn't really help with that.
I just want to curl up and cry my guts out.