... and struggling to keep it together.
In the middle of a particularly nasty grievance case at work for harassment. Can't really go into details (I do occassionally remember that this is a public forum!), but what happened was pretty bad. I'm finding it really tough having to still work with him as he's a very domineering, bullying type who has a very nasty viscious streak in him. It doesn't help that he is an ex-pyschologist, so knows exactly how to cause distress and harm, and knows enough to be aware of where I am vulnerable.
I knew that taking forward a grievance case was going to be unpleasant and stressful, and for a while considered just leaving my job for while (hence a previous discussion on moving to London for a secondment), but he has acted in a similar way to others over the years and no-one has been able to stand up to him. I am the same professional grade as him, and have always tried to have the courage to stand up to bullies, so decided to try and address this guy's behaviour before he does it to someone else.
But right now I am just struggling to cope with it all - trying to keep it to myself at work to protect the members of my team (who are all really good guys), dealing with discussions with the Chief Exec and Director, along with the head of HR, and trying to watch my back in case he does or says any more. And now they want me to write a statement of how it 'made me feel' being 'victimised'. I am not a 'victim', have always refused to be one, no matter what challenges life throws up. Bizarely, the thought of having to write this 'statement' has left me feeling particularly upset.
Chuck in having had flu for a week, struggling to get back on top of my workload, and not looking forward to Christmas, I just feel on a pretty downward spiral. Although on the whole I'm pretty OK about being on my own, there are times when I'd just like a supportive shoulder to lean on for a few moments to give me the strength to continue to deal with things. Don't want to off-load on friends - when I'm with them I'd rather be positive, or help them out with their problems. So sorry, STW, you've become my 'dear diary' vent (just not in a 'Bridget Jones' kinda way!) - probably cos I know very few of you in 'real life' so letting all this out seems less embarrassing.
So cheering up needed please - bad jokes, pithy wit, misogymithingies that make me laugh

