Who Gives A Shit About Assholes?

I don’t like my boss.

I think he’s a colossal asshole who is used to everyone just taking his crap.

He makes employees cry. A lot.

Almost did that to me a few times, too.

But since I decided to quit, I’ve had a revelation. If it was the act of putting in my resignation, or my bettering mental health, I’m not sure.
More and more, I’m able to just deflect his attacks. It really does help to scream “fuck you!!!!” in your head when he shits on you for taking a second too long to understand something.

This whole thing totally plays into my issue with boundaries, and my people-pleasing tendencies as well. Generally, it is difficult for me to stand up for myself when I’m treated badly, because that would create ✨conflict✨.

And that’s a very, very uncomfortable situation.

Of course, taking on a sort of “I don’t give a shit”-attitude is only a first step to setting healthy boundaries, because as of now, the rebellion is happening on the inside. Only few times has a slightly snarky comeback slipped out yet, but it did shut my boss up every time.

I think it’s okay to not go the path of least resistance sometimes. To not let others talk down on you, when you know they’re exaggerating.

I’m starting to recognise my own worth, if only tiny bits at a time.

That’s my positive thought for today.

Peace out,
Emilia