thor
Hate is all the world has seen lately
Forum staff
Super administrator
VIP forum user
Premium forum user
Bronze forum user
4DR member
Hall of Fame
- Posts
- 6,329
- Reaction score
- 3,384
- Awards
- 11
- 4DR swag bucks
- $25,629
- FC
- 1808-0739-4570
- NNID
- SonicPro
- Switch FC
- SW-1469-9895-1872
- Clan
- 4DR
Before you respond to this thread with all your condolences and the "oh that shit sucks man hope everything gets better" spiels, I'm not necessarily looking for any kind of pity, just trying to pour my thoughts as of recently after a few months of the stuff I've been through.
So basically most of 2018 has been a massive pain in the rear for multiple reasons. That could pretty much sum up my entire post and I could call it a day. But I'd also like to share a lot that has made this year so poor for me. I guess I can start with the day I ended up leaving Kings Island.
May 18th, 2018. This will be a day that I can look back at some of the actions that happened that day that I find extremely difficult to forgive myself for. I've told many people that I left Kings Island because I was tired of the stupid people there. This statement is only partially true, because the real main reason, is actually much worse. A couple days prior, there was an error in counting money for someone that I was responsible for the night. I can't recall exactly what had happened, but what I do remember is telling 2 different stories to my co-workers and my superiors about the situation (which is a BIG no-no as a person in power), and as a result, they thought (or at least I'm pretty sure they thought) I tried to commit financial fraud (which is a federal crime). This was by no means my intention, though I struggle to remember why. Part of it was definitely because I was pretty rattled by an earlier confrontation with my direct manager basically meaning you screw up again, you're getting demoted. Which is what ended up happening sadly as a result of my stupid mistake. I kind of remember doing it just to try to do the right thing, so my manager gave me three options: one was to be demoted and work in a different area, transfer to a different department, or leave the company entirely. Obviously since I no longer work there, I chose door number 3.
After I returned my uniform the following week, I started to fall into a pretty dark place for about a month and a half. I would have periods of time where I sat in my apartment for days or even weeks without doing anything but doubting myself. I wondered why I even worked so hard to help the place I once really liked to work at and all of a sudden your sheer stupidity ripped it completely away, making it all but meaningless. After a while, an e-mail was sent to me that a pizza place down the street was hiring delivery drivers and was paying people possibly twice what I would earn working at Kings Island as a supervisor, and all I would be doing is driving around delivering pizzas to people. I quickly went on their website and applied, and sure enough, I was given the job. I thought to myself, this was going to be a new start for me. But it would only be the beginning of more of my dark thoughts.
The pizza place I work at is quite nice and all of my co-workers are really chill and nice, but it is CRIMINALLY understaffed. Not just because unemployment is down and there are less people that need jobs, but people keep quitting because of the crappy staffing problem and make the situation even worse. I started to really overwork myself, because I kind of feel obligated to help out to not have the place go down in flames. I've quickly become one of their best drivers. And overworking myself seems to have a pretty nasty side effect on my mind, and leaves me pretty depressed. This time, it doesn't seem to want to go away, even though I thought I got rid of my long term depression 3 years ago. Guess it just made a comeback to haunt me yet again.
This added on to me being lovesick that someone I really liked for a while just got in a relationship with someone else right as a build up the courage to confess my feelings to her (and just not finding anyone else I could really care about) has really left me... I don't know the right word for this... stuck? Hell if I know. I feel trapped in my own thoughts and trapped in my job, and having to run an entire clan on top of that really doesn't help either. I don't know what to do. I guess I can try to relax for a week and a half when I go on vacation for Christmas, but even then, I still have some clan work to do during my trip, so it won't really feel like much of a break.
That's enough rambling for now (no seriously, the battery is about to die), if you think you can help me out with anything, feel free to leave your comments below. Just thought I'd get this off my chest.
So basically most of 2018 has been a massive pain in the rear for multiple reasons. That could pretty much sum up my entire post and I could call it a day. But I'd also like to share a lot that has made this year so poor for me. I guess I can start with the day I ended up leaving Kings Island.
May 18th, 2018. This will be a day that I can look back at some of the actions that happened that day that I find extremely difficult to forgive myself for. I've told many people that I left Kings Island because I was tired of the stupid people there. This statement is only partially true, because the real main reason, is actually much worse. A couple days prior, there was an error in counting money for someone that I was responsible for the night. I can't recall exactly what had happened, but what I do remember is telling 2 different stories to my co-workers and my superiors about the situation (which is a BIG no-no as a person in power), and as a result, they thought (or at least I'm pretty sure they thought) I tried to commit financial fraud (which is a federal crime). This was by no means my intention, though I struggle to remember why. Part of it was definitely because I was pretty rattled by an earlier confrontation with my direct manager basically meaning you screw up again, you're getting demoted. Which is what ended up happening sadly as a result of my stupid mistake. I kind of remember doing it just to try to do the right thing, so my manager gave me three options: one was to be demoted and work in a different area, transfer to a different department, or leave the company entirely. Obviously since I no longer work there, I chose door number 3.
After I returned my uniform the following week, I started to fall into a pretty dark place for about a month and a half. I would have periods of time where I sat in my apartment for days or even weeks without doing anything but doubting myself. I wondered why I even worked so hard to help the place I once really liked to work at and all of a sudden your sheer stupidity ripped it completely away, making it all but meaningless. After a while, an e-mail was sent to me that a pizza place down the street was hiring delivery drivers and was paying people possibly twice what I would earn working at Kings Island as a supervisor, and all I would be doing is driving around delivering pizzas to people. I quickly went on their website and applied, and sure enough, I was given the job. I thought to myself, this was going to be a new start for me. But it would only be the beginning of more of my dark thoughts.
The pizza place I work at is quite nice and all of my co-workers are really chill and nice, but it is CRIMINALLY understaffed. Not just because unemployment is down and there are less people that need jobs, but people keep quitting because of the crappy staffing problem and make the situation even worse. I started to really overwork myself, because I kind of feel obligated to help out to not have the place go down in flames. I've quickly become one of their best drivers. And overworking myself seems to have a pretty nasty side effect on my mind, and leaves me pretty depressed. This time, it doesn't seem to want to go away, even though I thought I got rid of my long term depression 3 years ago. Guess it just made a comeback to haunt me yet again.
This added on to me being lovesick that someone I really liked for a while just got in a relationship with someone else right as a build up the courage to confess my feelings to her (and just not finding anyone else I could really care about) has really left me... I don't know the right word for this... stuck? Hell if I know. I feel trapped in my own thoughts and trapped in my job, and having to run an entire clan on top of that really doesn't help either. I don't know what to do. I guess I can try to relax for a week and a half when I go on vacation for Christmas, but even then, I still have some clan work to do during my trip, so it won't really feel like much of a break.
That's enough rambling for now (no seriously, the battery is about to die), if you think you can help me out with anything, feel free to leave your comments below. Just thought I'd get this off my chest.