Day two of Livejournal reboot
Apr. 17th, 2014 10:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vintagewitchIt's day two of Livejournal, and I have no way of knowing if anyone has found this yet. I'm going to assume that no one will. I've rediscovered, of course, all the bells and whistles that come with livejournal. I'm enjoying finding new livejournal icons, playing around with the layout of the page, but I'm not sure exactly what to write here.
There have been so many things going on lately that I barely know how to start an update. My mind is completely all over the place. I'm oddly awake. It's like I need to get the thoughts out of my head before I can really rest for the night.
Osman quit today at work. Well, he put in his two weeks' notice. I don't know what to do - I'm not sure how well I'll be able to hang on at this point. He is a big part of the reason my job has been bearable - I know that at least I have an ally, and a friend, in the office. Even if he is only there two days a week. But I do think he made the best decision for himself. If someone doesn't feel safe in their job, then I think it is best for them to leave.
But where does that leave me? I mean, really? I don't feel safe. I've been threatened. With each passing day, it feels as if the threat is further away. I'm not sure how else to deal with it. I guess the first time I was in an abusive relationship, the threat didn't feel so damn constant. You get used to living a certain way. And that way becomes the only way.
That's how it will be with my job soon.
I'm not making much sense. I should join my partner in bed. I was much more awake when I started this journal entry, but now my eyelids are drooping. I could use some cuddles. I was in such a good mood ... I don't have to go down this dark path.
There have been so many things going on lately that I barely know how to start an update. My mind is completely all over the place. I'm oddly awake. It's like I need to get the thoughts out of my head before I can really rest for the night.
Osman quit today at work. Well, he put in his two weeks' notice. I don't know what to do - I'm not sure how well I'll be able to hang on at this point. He is a big part of the reason my job has been bearable - I know that at least I have an ally, and a friend, in the office. Even if he is only there two days a week. But I do think he made the best decision for himself. If someone doesn't feel safe in their job, then I think it is best for them to leave.
But where does that leave me? I mean, really? I don't feel safe. I've been threatened. With each passing day, it feels as if the threat is further away. I'm not sure how else to deal with it. I guess the first time I was in an abusive relationship, the threat didn't feel so damn constant. You get used to living a certain way. And that way becomes the only way.
That's how it will be with my job soon.
I'm not making much sense. I should join my partner in bed. I was much more awake when I started this journal entry, but now my eyelids are drooping. I could use some cuddles. I was in such a good mood ... I don't have to go down this dark path.
