You can never go back to prison once you have been set free. I worked at a soul sucking job for two decades selling my freedom and integrity for a paycheque and dealing with energy sucking vampire managers.
My spouse was tired of my last manager, who was not only draining my energy, but draining his as well since I would always be in a state of either dreading to go to work or coming home in a bad mood.
The bitch scheduled me for valentines day and I called in sick. There was no way in hell that I was going to spend that day with her sticking verbal barbs into me.
I left and did many different jobs, quitting each one that reminded me of that shithole. Finally, after not working for weeks, I decided to try and do the same thing with a different company.
As soon as I heard Christina Aquilera screaming “and you are beautifuuuuul…” and the trainer rolled her eyes at me that first training session, I felt that old familiar dread.
I tried as best as I could and took the training exam, and was pulled in the middle of it, much to my relief.
“We will try and find another department where you will fit in or we will call you in December….” Yeah right.
But I was releived. I was proud to have tried but there is not a snowballs chance in hell that I could work in such a place again.”
Amen