This is a rant. This is only a rant. Were this to be an actual emergency, I would probably still just post it on here, because it wouldn't make a difference anyway.
It just seems like there's never anything good. MS sucks, my husband doesn't get it, doesn't even try to. Not that I would expect him to truly understand what I go through, as I barely understand it on a day-to-day basis myself. More than not "getting it" though, he claims to "forget" that there are things I just can't or shouldn't do. I am continually asked to perform these tasks, and it just sucks to have to say no every time....to know that I can't do the things he needs me to do, the things my family needs. Furthermore, to have to explain the reason time and time again. Shouldn't you know by now?
And...work sucks. I'm the boss and I hate every minute of it. Entitled employees that know their jobs, but don't do them right anyway and then try to make lame excuses as to why it was done incorrectly, 3 people in a 4 person department all giving their notice in the same month for different reasons that have nothing to do with me or the job itself, just coincidence. That doesn't help. I am still left with only myself and 1 other person that will be totally self-sufficient in this department by the end of this month. (Did I mention that's a total of 112 hours/week that need to be covered)? I take the time to schedule interviews, for which candidates don't show.
Oh, and did I mention that my only child will be moving out of our home, out of our town for the first time in 3 weeks. This reduces me to a pile of weeping gooze on the floor.
A good friend told me yesterday that, in case nobody had said it, my feelings are valid. Great. That is soooooo encouraging. I almost wish they weren't valid. If that were the case, I could just fix myself, but all of these outside influences are just there......unsolvable as far as I can see it. I feel trapped and alone. I hate it here, and I am ready to just disappear. Mountains or beach, it doesn't really matter. My MS can just progress as it will, I don't even care.
OK. That is all. If you took the time to read this, thanks for listening. I don't expect you to have answers, for I have learned there are none, but it was nice of you to take the time to listen anyway.
It just seems like there's never anything good. MS sucks, my husband doesn't get it, doesn't even try to. Not that I would expect him to truly understand what I go through, as I barely understand it on a day-to-day basis myself. More than not "getting it" though, he claims to "forget" that there are things I just can't or shouldn't do. I am continually asked to perform these tasks, and it just sucks to have to say no every time....to know that I can't do the things he needs me to do, the things my family needs. Furthermore, to have to explain the reason time and time again. Shouldn't you know by now?
And...work sucks. I'm the boss and I hate every minute of it. Entitled employees that know their jobs, but don't do them right anyway and then try to make lame excuses as to why it was done incorrectly, 3 people in a 4 person department all giving their notice in the same month for different reasons that have nothing to do with me or the job itself, just coincidence. That doesn't help. I am still left with only myself and 1 other person that will be totally self-sufficient in this department by the end of this month. (Did I mention that's a total of 112 hours/week that need to be covered)? I take the time to schedule interviews, for which candidates don't show.
Oh, and did I mention that my only child will be moving out of our home, out of our town for the first time in 3 weeks. This reduces me to a pile of weeping gooze on the floor.
A good friend told me yesterday that, in case nobody had said it, my feelings are valid. Great. That is soooooo encouraging. I almost wish they weren't valid. If that were the case, I could just fix myself, but all of these outside influences are just there......unsolvable as far as I can see it. I feel trapped and alone. I hate it here, and I am ready to just disappear. Mountains or beach, it doesn't really matter. My MS can just progress as it will, I don't even care.
OK. That is all. If you took the time to read this, thanks for listening. I don't expect you to have answers, for I have learned there are none, but it was nice of you to take the time to listen anyway.
Life does seem to get in the way regardless of what's going on. Doesn't seem fair, does it?
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