Can I just say, and I'm just being honest...

[brewer]

CIJS...
Faaaaaaaaaaaaahk! Gawd dammit! You leave for a day and a half, show up smelling like grass, walk in like whatever right passed me as I'm struggling to cook dinner while answering all this little boy's questions. Then you jump on the counter top and drop all the chopped veggies to the fucking floor! What a fucking waste! I'm so angry I can't even look at you, Figaro.
Cats, man. Can't live with em, can't live without em.

Count your blessings. Could be worse.

[Fireball]

CIJS...
Faaaaaaaaaaaaahk! Gawd dammit! You leave for a day and a half, show up smelling like grass, walk in like whatever right passed me as I'm struggling to cook dinner while answering all this little boy's questions. Then you jump on the counter top and drop all the chopped veggies to the fucking floor! What a fucking waste! I'm so angry I can't even look at you, Figaro.
Cats, man. Can't live with em, can't live without em.

Oh, yes, I can live without them. I'm so allergic you wouldn't believe it. Sorry for your troubles, though.

[Thumpalumpacus]

CIJS -- you amaze me with your strength and devotion.

[J a c k]

CIJS...
Faaaaaaaaaaaaahk! Gawd dammit! You leave for a day and a half, show up smelling like grass, walk in like whatever right passed me as I'm struggling to cook dinner while answering all this little boy's questions. Then you jump on the counter top and drop all the chopped veggies to the fucking floor! What a fucking waste! I'm so angry I can't even look at you, Figaro.
Cats, man. Can't live with em, can't live without em.

Oh, yes, I can live without them. I'm so allergic you wouldn't believe it. Sorry for your troubles, though.

My parents and I thought I was allergic to cats. Then along came Figaro! He's a little brat. I spoil him. Sigh.

[Kernel Sohcahtoa]

CIJS to the people in my workplace:

I know how hard all of you work, and I'm grateful for the positive things you have done for our organization.  I want you to know that I appreciate and value every moment where you can bring out your own voice and add your own unique individuality to our workplace: it makes this place less robotic and monotonous and more lively and exciting, which IMO, helps us appreciate what we all bring to the table and fosters connection, meaningful relationships, and trust.  Also, please remember all of the successes that you've had here and don't let them evaporate when you come up short or fail: remembering all of those times where you made someone in our store (a shopper, a fellow worker, or whoever) feel happy, appreciated, respected, and acknowledged, helps brush off the negative aspects of failure and unveils the opportunities that it presents for growth.

With that said, I want to thank all of you for helping to make our workplace more creative, productive, and successful.  It is my hope that as a team, we can continue to help our organization, along with each other, prosper and grow well into the future.

[account_inactive]

I could easily get you back for what you did. But you know what? I won't bother as that wouldn't solve anything or even make me feel any better.

I am struggling to forgive you though.

[vorlon13]

CIJS followup

Here's the rest of your issue. Your dad was a raging alcoholic. BUT, he was VERY high functioning, due in no small part to the incredible support system of your mom and your siblings and you. And as it turns out, before your dad could 'hit bottom' and possibly find sobriety and show all of you the last chapter of his addiction, he up and died of something unrelated to his problem.

So you kids get together, and you specifically, replace your dad with a seemingly good candidate drunk, but you effed up, this one isn't high functioning, at all, and no amount of your families co-dependency and support is going to make him 10% of the 'success' your dad was.

The weird part of all this, IMO, is had your dad lived, you'd be in the same predicament you're in now, he was close, oh so close to that final plunge towards his 'bottom', and I'm sure he would have eventually destroyed everything he created on his rise to success.

So don't hate the drunk you're stuck with now, the real villain in your slow motion disaster is YOU. How many times have you heard the suggestion of going to Al-Anon? Well, you still need to go. Your story isn't unique, other's there will tell of their similar responses to their challenges, and you will learn things. Helpful useful things . . .

[HairyCyclist]

CIJS
I think themed nights in my local will soon be a thing of the past.. Only me and the landlord dressed up

[J a c k]

CIJS...

"I had no idea." I know. I'm pretty good at putting makeup on my situation. Funny. I keep calling it a situation. I don't know what else to call it. Yeah, I'm still the joker in our daily morning huddles and I'm the one to stop by your desks and leave you chocolate kisses. I'm still laughing to myself when you pass by my cubicle on your way to the printer. Only H has noticed the bags under my eyes, the occasional acne, the sudden back and forths in my weight gain and loss, and my hands. There's always my hands. You had no idea. I know that. That was on purpose. You probably don't have a clue that C keeps missing work because she has thyroid cancer, or that R misses work because her daughter cuts herself. H's mother is dying and that would explain why he's always upset. People have lives that don't revolve around you. That you had no idea about the shithole I'm in does not excuse your behavior. You don't treat people like that based on your assumptions that they're ok because they don't seem not ok. You could start off by looking at me while I'm talking instead of typing away and staring at your screen. You won't see me there next time you all hang out, because I want to spare myself and all of you an embarrassing moment that could take place if my "situation" surfaces while we're there, and I'm almost sure it would. Bla bla bla. You should do this. You should do that. This is how you fix it. Nobody gets to tell me how to fix it unless they have sat in my kitchen and listened to my son, or even me. No, you don't know better. All I need is to be treated with respect and as an adult even as I figure this out and not like I'm suddenly unfit to function. Every day as I have a moment to myself after work I picture throwing myself off a bridge. I picture myself hanging from a tree. I honestly do. I snap out of it, though, and go through the motions of every day living, because I have responsibilities and I'm not oblivious to them. You will never know this part of things, because it would give you more reasons to look down on me.
You didn't know about stuff. Now you know. Wish you hadn't noticed. I doubt it will change things.

[account_inactive]

CIJS

Thank you.

You've taught me a lot.