Cockney_Rebel said:
I never bothered to read your post.
Too long.
To CTB over a job?
Don't make me laugh.
Many of us (myself included) have endured unmentionable psychological and physical pain.
If you're going to do it, don't base it on a poxy job.
Well this blew up. I see this person is suspended now.
Good. i wish I was able to respond before they were. The arrogance of gatekeeping suicide.
This response is specifically to Cockney_Rebel . I HOPE you read it.
Why even respond to a post if you didn't even read it? Why even bully someone on a damned Suicide Forum of all places?!
You don't know my history. You don't know my life. You don't know what I'm going through. Don't make light of my and others experiences because we don't appear traumatized enough, or in enough physical and emotional pain, to pass your little test on if someone is worthy of being damaged enough to not endure ridicule from you.
You wanna know? Okay. You can F--ing know.
I got my job 6 years ago. My mom was sexually abused by my grandfather 5 years ago. No one took her side except me and my family basically disowned both of us. Mom was caregiver for Grandparents for over a decade. They kicked her out of the house. My mom and I lost 90% of our belongings. My mom ended up living with me in my single room apartment and both of our lives completely fell apart. My mom got back on alcohol for the first two years and was drunk most of the time. I was worried she'd trip on the stairwell going down outside and crack her skull open and I'd get a call one day at work. I remember stepping over her one morning, while she was lying on the carpet between the bedroom and the kitchen to go to work, and she looked up and said "F*ck. You.", and rolled back over as if she said it was chilly outside. Another time she threw a knife at me from across the room, about a 15-17 foot distance. It stuck in the wall. She is better now, three years later. But, it still comes up, and it still triggers both of us. Horribly. She never remembered saying "F*ck You" to me. I'm glad she was drunk enough she doesn't. She feels horrible about it, the knife, and a ton of other things.
I basically blocked a lot of those first few years out. I lost everything I believed in. I had severe depression before this and generalized anxiety... but after this happened everything inside me just broke. It broke and I couldn't put it back together. My grandfather was my Dad. He raised me since I was a baby. He threw me and my mom under the bus because he didn't want to soil his pride by admitting to what he did. Do you know how painful that realization was? Do you?
Can your little heart imagine a fraction of the pain I felt? His pride was worth more than I was.
Mom and I could have been living in a car, living under a bridge... and I don't think anyone would have given two sh*ts. The people I thought loved me betrayed and tried to destroy me. I had only one left - my mother. My grandpa too.. I realized later he had alzhimers.. but at times he was lucid and knew what
he was doing was wrong.
What my grandfather did to my mother broke my reality. I have two lives now. I have the life before that weekend, and I have the life after that weekend. Nothing made sense. I lost nearly my entire family in the span of a few days, when I had grown up for 33 years being very close to them and "knowing" I could "always count on them". My grandpa raised me as his daughter. I AM his daughter. I love him still, I always will... but I still, to this day, have severe issues over it.
I usually end up crying on the ride home from work because I can't make sense of it and it's slowly been festering away at me for the last five years.
I now go to therapy once a week because of suicidal ideation, among other shit that's wrong with me.
But... BUT - through all this bullsh*t. The one thing.. the ONE F*CKING THING that stayed the same.. that I held onto for DEAR F*CKING LIFE.. was my job. It was the ONLY THING I HAD LEFT that had not turned upside down and inside out overnight. It was the ONLY THING that made any SENSE in my ENTIRE F*CKING LIFE. It was NOT A JOB, it was MY F*CKING ROCK.
So yeah... going through all of that, and teetering on the edge of feeling absolute doom... having that last final thing.. that last tiny thing that I had to hold onto like a rock in the heavy current be threatened to be taken away from me. It f*cked me up. it f*cked me up real bad.
It's not just 'a job'. it's not just some bullsh*t job where I can be like oh, i'll just go get another one. it is the one f*cking thing LEFT IN MY LIFE THAT MAKES ANY SENSE.. and now I might lose that too!!! And I also have a massive complex about not being able to find a job because my mom couldn't find a job even tho she went to uni.. I spent my 20's assuming I'd never get hired anywhere and I'd end up living under a bridge or dead.
SO THAT IS WHY I ACTED THE WAY I DID. I HOPE YOU READ THIS AND I HOPE YOU FEEL SHAME AND EMBARRASSMENT FOR ASSUMING THIS WAS JUST OVER A DUMB "POXY" JOB WHILE IT WAS REALLY OVER LOSING THE LAST THING IN MY LIFE THAT MAKES SENSE!!!
You seem like a very small, hate filled person, if you go out of your way to attack someone here of all places.
Why don't YOU step off your high horse and have some humility? It would do you good.
If you ever come back here under a new name. Never interact with me. Never belittle other people. and NEVER GATE KEEP SUICIDE, for the LOVE OF GOD.
Edited: Not sure if we're supposed to curse on here. Sorry, I wrote this response in an explosive fit of rage.
I've calmed down now too.
I want to say thank you so much to all the members here that took time out of their days to defend me against this person when I was not here, as well as the ones that responded to me with support and comfort.
@VoidDesirer22,
@Mayushii ,
@JinZhin,
@LastFlowers,
@Onthe29th,
@LeavingForever, and
@WhiteRabbit.
I really really appreciate it. This has always been my safe haven and I've never had someone .. belittle my pain like this before. Knowing you guys had my back made me feel a lot better.
I love you all. And yeah, I certainly don't love Cockney_Rebel ... but I do hope it was like someone surmised and they were having a really bad time and just snapped at me. I don't know what they're going through.. and if they were on this forum.. I do hope they do find another community or support.