DJ MagicHat
Powerful Wizard
Attention, everyone.
blasts air horns for a few seconds
Everyone paying attention? Excellent.
I know I've told quite a few of you about this in some capacity or another, but I feel that I should repeat this here so that everyone involved is aware of this as well, as well as to (hopefully) provide a solid, somewhat succinct explanation of what's been going on for me.
I'm not going to go into the full story here - this is not the place for that. I am totally willing to give the full story via private messages. Preferably on Discord, but here works too...I guess.
Anyway.
Last fall, I started going through what became a very long series of events that can be nicely summarized as "Life hit like a [bleep]ing freight train." As it went on, my performance at work started taking a more noticeable hit over time, to the point where my manager expressed his concerns about this to me. I did everything I could to rectify the situation, but everything came to a head very suddenly one day. That ultimately came about because I was told, in no uncertain terms, that the company I work for doesn't care what life throws at its employees as long as they get their work done. This was compounded by the fact that I had informed them two weeks prior about some mental health issues that I was (and still am) trying to work through, and according to them that and my performance at work "are two separate issues."
See, the reason that's funny is because of how [bloop]ing wrong they are.
So that triggered a massive mental breakdown from me. As a direct result of that, I'm currently on my 6th week of medical leave.
In the last couple weeks or so, I've started job hunting again, because I really don't feel like staying there now that they've made their stance on these matters clear. And while I've been doing much, much better on the mental health front, I've found some...interesting things during my current job hunt. My personal favorite so far was when I searched a job board online and one of the first five hits was my job title at my company.
So, ultimately, I will almost certainly be unemployed soon, by my own hand.
I'd like to thank everyone who's put up with me these last couple months or so while I've been recovering from all this, and apologize to everyone here for my lack of posts lately - I assure you, now that I'm doing better again (mostly), I'll definitely be making a solid effort to post regularly, if not frequently.
Also, in case you haven't heard, Asher may or may not be on the prowl for a good T.A. to help him out. HINT HINT WINKU DESU. ;3
If you have any other questions, comments, concerns, humorous anecdotes, or anything else similar and/or relevant, please don't hesitate to shoot me a message. Again, Discord is prolly the easiest way to snag my attention, but the site can work as well.
Thank you all for your continued support, and I'll catch you all on the flipside.
ADDENDUM
I forgot to make mention of this earlier: My wrist has been giving me grief for at least three months straight now, if not longer. Nobody has had any idea what's going on.
Today I saw a hand specialist, who ultimately had no idea what's going on herself. As a result, she has put in an order for me to go through a round of PT (physical therapy). If that works, great; if not, there is a "round two" planned as a backup.
blasts air horns for a few seconds
Everyone paying attention? Excellent.
I know I've told quite a few of you about this in some capacity or another, but I feel that I should repeat this here so that everyone involved is aware of this as well, as well as to (hopefully) provide a solid, somewhat succinct explanation of what's been going on for me.
I'm not going to go into the full story here - this is not the place for that. I am totally willing to give the full story via private messages. Preferably on Discord, but here works too...I guess.
Anyway.
Last fall, I started going through what became a very long series of events that can be nicely summarized as "Life hit like a [bleep]ing freight train." As it went on, my performance at work started taking a more noticeable hit over time, to the point where my manager expressed his concerns about this to me. I did everything I could to rectify the situation, but everything came to a head very suddenly one day. That ultimately came about because I was told, in no uncertain terms, that the company I work for doesn't care what life throws at its employees as long as they get their work done. This was compounded by the fact that I had informed them two weeks prior about some mental health issues that I was (and still am) trying to work through, and according to them that and my performance at work "are two separate issues."
See, the reason that's funny is because of how [bloop]ing wrong they are.
So that triggered a massive mental breakdown from me. As a direct result of that, I'm currently on my 6th week of medical leave.
In the last couple weeks or so, I've started job hunting again, because I really don't feel like staying there now that they've made their stance on these matters clear. And while I've been doing much, much better on the mental health front, I've found some...interesting things during my current job hunt. My personal favorite so far was when I searched a job board online and one of the first five hits was my job title at my company.
So, ultimately, I will almost certainly be unemployed soon, by my own hand.
I'd like to thank everyone who's put up with me these last couple months or so while I've been recovering from all this, and apologize to everyone here for my lack of posts lately - I assure you, now that I'm doing better again (mostly), I'll definitely be making a solid effort to post regularly, if not frequently.
Also, in case you haven't heard, Asher may or may not be on the prowl for a good T.A. to help him out. HINT HINT WINKU DESU. ;3
If you have any other questions, comments, concerns, humorous anecdotes, or anything else similar and/or relevant, please don't hesitate to shoot me a message. Again, Discord is prolly the easiest way to snag my attention, but the site can work as well.
Thank you all for your continued support, and I'll catch you all on the flipside.
ADDENDUM
I forgot to make mention of this earlier: My wrist has been giving me grief for at least three months straight now, if not longer. Nobody has had any idea what's going on.
Today I saw a hand specialist, who ultimately had no idea what's going on herself. As a result, she has put in an order for me to go through a round of PT (physical therapy). If that works, great; if not, there is a "round two" planned as a backup.
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