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I just barely uploaded in time =w= Sorry, life is starting to pile up on me.
Anyway, this is slightly exaggerated, but this is the kind of stuff that goes through my head when men yell at me. I hesitate to call it a PTSD episode because I've never been officially diagnosed with it, but it certainly feels like it in the moment.
My direct manager at the Target I used to work at in Atlanta was a micromanaging, short-tempered jerk. He'd constantly raise his voice and tell me I was never doing a good enough job, and it really took its toll on me after a while. There were a few times where I really had to fight to keep my composure in front of him. I couldn't help but think of how my dad used to do the same thing (in addition to pinning me to walls by my neck).
So... yeah
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2019-10-22 03:26:51 +0000 UTC