I had a terrible day today. MF wise, it was fine but work wise, is another story. To avoid rehashing the gory details, i will keep it simple. I just needed a place to jot down my feelings. My boss and I had a HUGE blow-up today.
She is one of the most negative people I know. She definitely suffers from the BOSS syndrome. She brings her personal problems to the workplace and takes it out on everyone else. Due to lack of control in her own life, she feels that it is ok to come to what is supposed to be a professional environment and exercise her control. I feel that the only person that controls me is ME! Needless to say, we bump heads frequently because i am not the type to just sit down, shut up and not voice my opinion. Fortuately, i have a voice and i don't feel that she has the right to think she can talk to me any way SHE feels is appropriate. Long story short, near the end, she was crying, cursing and shaking her tea cup (which luckily had a lid). Tea was splattering ALL OVER THE PLACE, even all down the front of her blouse. Luckily, I was not close enuff to get wet. I maintained my composure the ENTIRE time and talked calmly but the only effect that had on her was to make her even more mad.
She's the type that THRIVES on getting a rise outta people, making them upset. I refused to let her get to me. I am one who knows that some things are better left unsaid and i think before i speak (most times). I believe that one should always use your time and words wisely because NEITHER CAN BE RETRIEVED. I suppose this was one of the days she didn't take her meds or at least not the proper amounts. The statement of her being on meds is FACT not speculation nor meant as a joke. I commend her for knowing that she needs help but i believe that deeper therapy is in order. If i am wrong i have no problem admitting it and if i make a mistake, my first priority is to fix it. Neither was the case today. I simply have to realize that:
1. The root of her problems is personal for her, not for me.
2. Her negative energy cannot be absorbed by me.
3. Most importantly, misery loves company.
So much for professionalism, huh? I cannot change this woman, but i can change how i choose to deal with her. I thank God daily that my life, although not perfect, is not like hers.
Wow, it felt pretty good to put this somewhere. Makes it easier to let it go. Thru all the emotional BS i was able to remain compliant. This showed me that i can separate food from emotions. Hmmm, i guess something good did come out of all of the drama.