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My fingers tingle, and I take a few slow breaths, but I can’t get air to settle in my lungs. So many office situations show no regard for people with anxiety, yet we’re the bad guys if we can’t cope.
As a person, he’s like the human embodiment of an internet comments section.
I had no idea yet about things like: working faster than everyone is bad, actually; not talking about your private life with colleagues is suspicious; and you have to be fake nice to powerful people even when they treat you horribly.
People underestimate how traumatic it is to leave a country because it dramatically changed overnight. How messed up it is to start a new life in a place where a good portion of the people will hate you for simply being there.
The thing about annoyance is that once there’s a spark, you can find more things to stoke it. It grew and amplified between me and them. And eventually the abyss stared back.
I've definitely had jobs where minorly annoying actions of a coworker built up resentment over time!
Why do men like him always get so far? It should be impossible if the world were serious.
“I actually mean it. It’s cool how you’re into things. So many people don’t have anything they like and they just walk around making life miserable.”
Why is it so socially acceptable to discuss a human getting pushed or cut out of a body, yet somehow, it’s unprofessional for me to simply work rather than hold the tiny person I don’t even know, while it’s wearing something designed to catch any fecal matter that comes out of it?
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