My life has gotten BETTER. With a capital butter.

I know, everyone complains about their boss. They do. But when I tell those people the stories about MY boss this past year they hold up their hands and concede my victory in total incredulity (not a word). And that's only when I've told them the parts that don't technically violate human rights law.

Anyways. This person who gave me a job, a job for which I ditched my life and moved. When it turned out that I was being brainwashed by a psychopath, I had GRIEF to blame ALL my horrible emotions on. I could not accept that I moved. For this. And where else will they pay me this much to do what I do? Nowhere! And without my dad I need to be a grownup with responsibilities and dammit I will not admit that I've made a grave mistake, I'll just wait for my nervous breakdown THANKS VERY MUCH.

In the aftermath, you can never really grasp how bad it really was. That's how people give birth more than once. But it was bad. And then someone brave grieved, formally, and there's an investigation with a zillion witnesses with each story worse than the last and she's gone. Not cleared-out-office gone, but gone now for 10 weeks on 'sick leave' gone, and 'brass handshake with a confidentiality agreement' gone. Gone. And I feel fuckin normal, and fuck her for making me think it was ME.

(And I got 4 weeks of stress leave and free counselling. Merci!!)

I'M BACK, BITCHES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!