The vent of a hyperactive mind.

"I'm never talking to you until you apologise" Is a shit way to try and win an argument. It assumes superiority, it's sanctimonious. It's hurtful. It doesn't invalidate the other persons point of view even though you may think it does. It just says you're unprepared to listen. It is however effective at destroying relationships. So if you ever said it to anyone, don't expect to talk to them again.

I have just been dismissed. Dismissed from a job I excelled at, I enjoyed, and sadly, one that made me ill. By some of the most important measures, I was in the top 1% for performance. Even at the time additional performance pressure was on me. Those self same measures, I was told, simply weren't good enough. Comparison was made for singular measures, between my performance and others to add pressure, but when the same argument was used across metrics it was dismissed; it fell on deaf ears. Closed to hearing how I was suffering. Closed to hear reasonable debate, attuned to listen for weakness, and used to add further pressure, to make me suffer. Why? ....Another time maybe.  So I fell ill, panic attacks at 4am. Crying into my breakfast before work. Insomnia most nights. Spirits lifted by my immediate work colleagues who could see my suffering, during work days, who I'd supported in the past, supporting me as best that they could. But the damage was done. Depression, anxiety an...

In a restaurant........ Something isn't right, something definitely isn't right. Everyone else seems fine. Fuck, it's me. What's this wave, this wave, shit it's hot, my skin is hot, wow, what is this, I'm burning... I can't swallow, why the f**k can't I swallow, and this air is so thick, why can't I, I'm suffocating, everyone else is breathing it ok .......I think I'm going to be sick, so hot, why is my stomach doing this..... Going dizzy, jeez, why is everyone else being so...normal, can't they see this shit? Feel your heart man, it's racing like.... I'm going to die, right here in this restaurant, Hot, sweat, cold, going to faint, going to faint.... "I need air" I get up and leave the restaurant, outside cold air on skin; face, breathe, sit, gutter.... people are looking at me, don't care, need to sit down, tears are rolling down my cheek. WTF just happened? So tired. Need to go home. ================ ...

Managers - If your performance management process feels like punishment and is mostly threats about job security, if the goals aren't behaviour based, are unrealistic and purely numbers based on exceptional lines in the sand that most are failing at, you could cause them all sorts of mental health problems, like, lack of sleep, panic attacks, eating disorders, depression and ultimately absence from work. HR departments - If your long term sickness process makes colleagues feel like they're being punished for being unwell; you're doing it wrong. They may not actually care about the outcome and just bugger off and you may lose 25 years experience, just like that.