I am glad I found this thread. I too have been dealing with this for a while now. Been on meds almost a month.
Hurt a knee in December and took some time off… (I enjoyed the holidays and have gained almost 30 lbs) ARG. Turns out a lot has been eating as I was unable to deal with my emotions.
This is worth a laugh but it hit me hard. I deliver mail. I went up to a customers door and he came out with his toy poodle as he knows me. The dog was spazzing out so he put the dog down and he took the mail from me. The dog jumped up in the air… Bit my dick and held on until gravity took over and he could not hold on anymore. I was stunned. Could not move and was in pain until the dog let go. I told the customer that “your dog just bit my dick” and I walked away stunned and in pain.
Our office has a long history of harassing the mail carriers. I knew I had to phone and report the incident but also know I cant trust my management at all. In the end I knew I had to phone and told a supervisor what happened or I would not be covered if their was a problem. I trust this supervisor and have a decent relationship with all of them except the manager. We joked about it as it was awkward… I told her I would return to the building to use the facilities and check for damage.
So I get back to the building and the supervisor says Bree couldn’t believe that happened to me… I am thinking WTF? This is supposed to be private… She continues to talk and I stop her. I say I really need to go to the washroom. I check things out and its mostly ok, sore, but did not break the skin. I head back out to go continue my day and I get a text asking me to report to the boardroom and I am not in trouble.
I report to the boardroom and their are 7 people there. The manager (female), 6 supervisors (1 male) and three of the women I do not even know their names. The man gets up walks to a file cabinet and pulls out some company branded socks and apologies that they do not have a proper cup to give me so I should just put the socks on ( my dick) for protection. They are all laughing it up and making more jokes. I played along but was mortified, shamed, humiliated and angry. They had more than enough fun and I left and stewed for about 10 minutes. Then I went back and knocked on the door and looked straight at the manager and said its always funny till someone gets bit on the dick and left.
I told my wife about it that night and she was disgusted. Anyone of my friends in management have said that if this would have happened at their company someone would have been fired.
Here is the thing. I have asperger’s. I have a pattern of making excuses for others in these kinds of situations and blame myself. I told my wife that it was funny and there was no harm done. Well the other thing is it takes me 2-3 weeks at time to fully process things.
About 2 weeks later I slipped going into a business and grabbed the door jamb and when the door closed it crushed a finger. I was put on modified duties inside and started getting harassed multiple times a day by the manager.
About 3 weeks later I had a dream about the dog bite and the boardroom and woke up in a utter rage. I am glad it was 3AM and had about 5 hours to calm down before I went to work. I went to work that day in a decent frame of mind until I started getting harassed again. At that point I almost lost it, reported to a supervisor that I was leaving and have been 2 and a half months. I am working with someone to try and deal with the abuse I have had at work over the years and am now on meds. We have a grievance process and I recently received the paperwork that my grievance on the harassment to do with the dog bite was denied. I have also recently lost my income support through insurance. It has been a trying time.
My son had a new variant of covid about 4 weeks ago and it lasted about 5 days. My wife caught it from him and she is going into her fourth week of it. Headaches every day, lungs still congested, severe organ and kidney pain. I am hoping she is near the end of it. Other than a few symptoms here and there it seems I have missed it and have always tested negative.
Last week I was so broken I cancelled my training and put covid for the week. Then late in the week I got back on the bike and actually got all the workouts done. Its not much of an achievement but its something.
This week is better and I will continue to improve.
A dumb story to share but I feel a little less alone.
Life is a journey.
. FWIW, i think you spread a little bit of anti-depression here today with your story. Thank you for sharing brother. Stay strong
