Donāt worry Heisenberg, youāll meet again ![]()
I wish you lots of strength. Itās never easy to lose a family member. If you need anything, donāt hesitate to get in touch.
Sorry for your loss. That is never easy.
Iām feeling very conflicted,that I canāt even explain, Iāll try to put everything in context, but I need to load off a little.
I donāt know the woman who gave birth to me, I have only two (maybe three ) memories of her and neither of them are positiveā¦though one of them isnāt a huge deal if you are older than 5 y/o.
So; this woman just died a few weeks ago.
What you have to know, that I have a half brother, who grew up with her⦠we are on speaking terms, but ever since I live abroad, we barely speak to each other.
So one day, at work, my boss told me, that my phone is blowing up, I should check it.
Several missed calls from my parents and a message from my mother to call her, because my brother canāt get a hold of me. ( my stepmom actually, but I always looked at her as a mother figure)
I told my boss, that itās very weird, either my lilbro gets married or my biological mother died. - as a joke
I called her, Iāve joked with it again, but she did confirmed it, that yes, she is dead.
My direct response was: āWelp. Anyway how are you?ā
After that it started bugging me, that I donāt feel grief, but I should to some extent, at least out of respect. There is a little sadness though, because now I canāt get to know her⦠yet I had/have no desire to.
After that, this kind of⦠emptiness turned into anger, then into a giant question mark.
When her autopsy was done, it revealed, that she died of pneumonia.
According to my brother she wasnāt well for months on end, even had a spitbucket filled with vomit and coughed up blood.
She refused to go to see a doctor, instead she bought a cough medicine, saying that doctors would prescribe the same.
In short, she got sick with something minor, very treatable⦠cured in a few days.Left it untreated for god knows how long; Eventually her lungs collapsed, filled up with blood and choked on it.
It bothers me to no end, that Iām angry at her for dying in very stupid way, yet idgaf about her.
So Iāve finally realised why my new TV Tropes account was banned with no further explantation; this one mod named Fighteer is a raging asshole.
And donāt take it from me, even Tropers before me have said Fighteer has a history of being an abusive little shit.
Apparently he was also behind the mega-popular Complete Monster and Magnificent Bastard threads being shut down permanently.
Because of this one assholeās grudge against me, I canāt edit or even message the Moderators again.
An asshole and a loser, with power over other peopleās rights and privileges. Seems to be going around.
Hello
I donāt know the circumstances between you and your birth mother, but itās okay not to feel a sense of loss from her death. It sounds like she wasnāt a major part of your grown life, and thatās why this didnāt have an emotional effect on you. But at the same time, she was your biological mother and so often is the case that we want to get to know someone after we find out thatās no longer possible ![]()
You donāt have to be heartbroken by her death, itās okay to just respect that she was here, and be concerned for the way she went. You can have concern for her without needing to be 100% invested. Maybe thereās someone you can talk to, to get to know her better?
And if you canāt get anywhere with that, maybe this could at least be a reminder to reach out to someone you havenāt contacted in a long while ![]()
Well, it took several days of emailing more moderators, but my account was finally approved. Donāt have much big plans with the account, just fixing a bunch of stuff and editing a few media pages.
Being in a blossoming relationship has been great. This wont be the typical Serious Post. Itās very good, emotional itās been healing, physically itās been intense.
Theyāre always reading my body language, how I react to things. Their form of love and affection isnāt as clear, but Iāve picked up on the behavior to where I can identify it.
But it becomes very clear when they do things that makes me tick. Previous thoughts donāt exist anymore when this happens and theyāre always telling me how cute I get when it happens. Itās a moment where I need composure cause the feelings are very intense. They ask me why I do that, and I explain that when I close my eyes and take deep breaths after that itās just me attempting to regulate myself so it doesnāt go into pure instinct mode where Iām making decisions purely off impulse and desire rather than decisions with thought behind them.
The issue, is they know that composing myself can only do so much. Overload can and will happen, they know how to push buttons and the things that make us tick work in tandem and synergies extremely well. In a way it can be viewed as exploitative. But fortunately when boundaries are pushed between them and I. Consent comes first.
Found out my boss and another superior call me transphobic nicknames behind my back and keep joking around every time I use the toilet if I sit down or stand up for it.
Also they call me āitā.
This in addition to saying I have no brain cells whenever I make a mistake.
Could human resources maybe help you with that? Iām sorry that people are assholes.
We donāt have an HR department cause itās a small company.
But also the last job I had an issue like this at, HR told me it was my fault for not establishing clear boundaries. HR often likes to defend the employer, not the employee.
They are fucking assholes
Wow. Sorry to hear that. The boss no less. I say try and find a new job, a small company with assholes as bosses donāt deserve any employees.
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Damn thatās bullying, discrimination and inappropriate workplace behavior all at once, Iām sorry you had to/are having to go through that
is there a tribunal or a workplace advocacy group you can go to? Or join a union to get their legal team on it?
Failing that, sue them and see how their small company deals with allegations of a toxic workplace!
What @Gontranno47 said. And if you can, if itās an option for you, go with the biggest and most well-known law office that you can, so that it gets as much exposure as possible.
And collect every item of workplace bullying youāve experienced since and from now on, so you have a case file full of them. And once youāre done with the legal route, sell the story to an online journal. I normally donāt go for such an aggressive route, but otherwise theyāre free to continue doing it whoever they hire ![]()
Plus, it will give any other smaller companies who are doing similar things and believe theyāre below the radar serious concerns once they hear about it. It could potentially help others in a similar position. When this behavior is systemic like this, the only way to truly deal with it is full exposure. Otherwise, if it only deals with the individuals who personally participated in the behavior, it still opens up retaliation down the road when everyone moves on from talking about it, once other reasons are thought of to take disciplinary actions against the complainant.
There are also sites where you can rate your (former) employer where you can write that. That can be extra painful for companies that are small and therefore like have few or no other ratings yet.
Though I do not want to suggest such a platform as I think you need to be a bit careful it is a legit one, and my experience is limited to my country. Surely you should keep evidence at home in case the company tries to get such a review removed.
Today has been the scariest day of my life.
Recently here in Pennsylvania we had a snow storm. This resulting in sleet and ice on the roads especially in my neck of the woods and by extension my partners.
They spent the night with me during this storm out of safety concerns. I took them home earlier this morning so they can get ready for work. Me being the good boyfriend cleaned off their car and got it ready for their short commute. I kiss them goodbye, tell them I love them, and to have a good day I work.
I leave, they follow 10 minutes after, shortly after they leave they get into an automobile accident not far from their house.
They got transported to the ER, and upon hearing this news from their mom my world just shattered. A lot of concerns and worries. I wonāt get into the specifics but their mom, step dad and I have been in the ICU for hours. Their mom and I have been spending time with them speaking to them. Letting them know weāre here.
Iāll be spending the night here with them as their eyes and ears for their mom. Just to keep them updated.
But whatās important is theyāre stable, and resting.
I love them immensely, so seeing them like this and knowing how theyāre gonna beat themselves up over this. Iām just glad theyāre still with us.
Hug your loved ones folks and constantly tell them you love them even if youāre annoying about it.

