Showing posts with label venting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label venting. Show all posts

Friday, August 15, 2008

I need a "Bang Head Here!" sign


So it appears that Will has decided to quit his job.


In all fairness (maybe too much), it is difficult working in a group home, caring for 6 developmentally disabled total care adult residents by yourself throughout the night while doing housework and laundry. Especially when Will has his own health issues. He apparently pulled a groin muscle at work and has called in sick for the rest of this week. Monday he is going to talk to HR and see if they have a more appropriate job for him. If not, he is going to quit.


He told me this today. He wanted to sit down and discuss (rediscuss?? clarify??) my plans at this point. How many times must I explain? So...I agree. I come home from work and he asks me to go get some groceries and he'll make dinner. I get groceries and he's asleep. And asleep into the night. So I write it off. I make a PB&J for dinner and watch tv.


I am soooo frustrated!! His car is paid off and now he can't work...funny how that worked out! There is a part of me that just wants to curl up in a ball in my room and shut out the world. I am thinking that means I NEED to go hiking again tomorrow...and maybe Sunday too.


At this point, here is the bottom line: if he isn't out of here by the time our lease is up (Oct 1), I am moving out. Anyone got a spare bedroom?!?


And the other bottom line: I am sick of walking on eggshells and dealing with his anger!


AARRRGGGHHH!!! I need to go hiking!

Thursday, July 31, 2008

This week (what's the difference between whining and venting?)

This has been the most trying week I have had in a long time. When I found out about my client's accident and hospitalization on Monday, I was sad. I was able to share some of my pain and concern with you, my blogging friends. I was able to talk with LC, who has become a very supportive man in my life.



My week has continued from there. Insomnia and a visit to the gyno to discuss fertility issues complicated my week. During a staff meeting, which is supposed to be supportive and helpful in dealing with challenging clients and families, I felt like I was attacked regarding my theoretical orientation and my approach to dealing with children and families. My approach is very different than most of my peers, and many of them do not understand my approach. I am more than willing to discuss this and educate my peers on what I do, how it works, statistics, validity, etc. But I am angry that I was ganged up on in a staff meeting. My direct supervisor wasn''t present. One of the other supervisors came to my defense. I defended myself as well. But it is the principle. I shouldn't have had to.


My "husband," whom I am divorcing, has seen my pain this week and chosen to ignore it. Whatever. I should expect nothing more at this point. But it is still painful for me to know that the man I married and still live with and live with as a friend/roommate can see that I am upset or in pain and chooses to ignore it.


I'm glad that I have LC. I have been able to lean on him. He keeps telling me that it's ok, that he has broad shoulders...I just wish he wasn't so far away. But, if it is meant to be, we will be together and will work out the distance issue.