Comments by "DefaultFlame" (@DefaultFlame) on "The Critical Drinker" channel.

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  7. I'm not 40 yet, but I'm only 4 years away. Had to quit my job of 14 years last autumn because . . . Well, to make a long, long, long story somewhat shorter, my boss used to be pretty ok, hard, very hard, and harsh but fair. Then he got old and all his good sides very gradually vanished and his bad sides got way, way worse. The last 5 years in that job was a gradually worsening hell that I didn't even notice was going bad at first, it was so slow. I stuck to it at first because he was close to retirement age. Then he hit retirement age but he didn't retire. I tried to grit my teeth, just keep working, and outlast him. His joints and general health was getting worse, his retina detached and he was gone from work for a few months (and I was happy for the first time in years, almost deliriously so), his energy was getting lower and lower, his previously near-perfect memory had started failing him on the rare occasion. I figured he'd have to retire soon. Two years after that I broke. I had four breakdowns in about 8 months. I got [WANTING TO SELF DELETE]. I had the last of those breakdowns at work where he could see and he ordered drug tests for me because of my "mood swings," meaning the observable differences in my mood between when he was there and when he wasn't that he heard about from the others there. That turned into a whole circus, including seeing a doctor and a shrink and getting antidepressants prescribed, in the end after months of sick leave during which I began recovering mentally, after it turned out that there were no other positions for me to switch to and I'd have to go back to working for that . . . there are no words in the English language foul enough to express what I feel about that man, I instead quit. I started looking for work once my mental state stabilized enough for me to be able to. I'm still unemployed, still applying for various positions, but I'm capable of feeling positive emotions again, of having fun and enjoying things, instead of only having the "chioce" to either feel horrible or empty like before. I have no desire to [SELF DELETE] anymore. Thank fuck for being a union member and having decent unemployment benefits. I still have many months left of benefits and I'll hopefully be able to get another job before then. Soon preferably, because I'm sick and tired of not working. A few months of not working felt great. About a year if you including the sick leave to recover my mental health? It turns into a fucking drag. Sorry about the square bracket replacements, but you know how youtube is with certain subjects.
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