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I wonder what my superiors and bosses are trying to achieve by shoving me through the meat grinder and putting me down again and again. Do they genuinely think that’s how I’ll improve? It’s not like I’ll ever be able to read their minds to write exactly what they want. Do they just want to be powerful? Are they punishing me for the times I dared to speak up? Are they just completely oblivious and without empathy? Do they think that’s just how you treat people who are below you? I probably don’t want to know.
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I’m so tired and exhausted and sick of everything again. I felt pretty good for a few weeks cause there was less work and I didn’t even have to rewrite everything I did. And now it’s over again cause I’m so stressed out and the important people are pushing me around and micromanaging me again. I’m so sick of it.
My superior told me to rewrite two texts today alone. One of which I had already rewritten. And she added a snide remark about missed deadlines. Well, I wonder why I keep missing deadlines? Maybe because all of those rewrites? Huh?
I was at the office with my fellow writers today so they witnessed all of that. One of them asked me how I haven’t completely lost it and quit my job or just exploded yet. She’s about to tell the superiors that it’s unbearable for her to see how they treat me. And she told me I should tell the superiors that I can’t work like that and how I’m feeling. I wonder what she thinks I’ve been doing for the past six months? It’s useless. They don’t care or don’t understand. Or both.