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Jun 22, 2017 6:49:59 GMT -6
Post by longhornwino on Jun 22, 2017 6:49:59 GMT -6
Hi all, jumping in again. I've been dark again due to lots of bs going on.
Today is the one-year anniversary of our tx of C. I miss her terribly. We have O's 9-month check-up today, and MH and I both took the afternoon off to be together. I'm holding up okay so far, but everything else going on in life piled on top of this just has been feeling generally crummy.
Long story sort of short, before going back to work from maternity leave last year, I was offered a position change so I could stay home with O twice a week. I took it, thinking all would be fine. It wasn't. Everyone has viewed it as a demotion even though it wasn't supposed to be. I also took the change because I was told I couldn't be client-facing (I was previously a project manager) and work from home. But we now have two managers who work remotely (from two different states) who manage teams here in our main office, and one of them is client-facing. So I feel lied to about that. In April, I was passed over for a promotion in my current team (I started out as the only person on this team when I started here three years ago, moved to project management for a little over a year, and then moved back; so it's not like I'm brand new to the "team" of two). The person who is my new team lead is someone I helped hire, and she's only been here for half as long as I have. It's awkward and I'm pissed off about it. Their reasoning is that she's more invested in the company right now and has her hands in more special projects. I told them I've never been told about any projects or company needs, so of course I don't have my hands in any projects. There are also daily micro agressions ("Oh, you're actually here today!" is regularly said to me; H had cookies delivered to me for my birthday, and no one in my 15-person office came by my desk to get one even though I announced that I had them and everyone was welcome to them; etc.). This is a jumbled mess, but anyway, I'm on the hunt for a new job because I can't take it anymore. I feel punished for having a family. I feel punished for still being a grieving mother. I feel judged. I hate it.
Cookies for everyone who made it through this!
Today is the one-year anniversary of our tx of C. I miss her terribly. We have O's 9-month check-up today, and MH and I both took the afternoon off to be together. I'm holding up okay so far, but everything else going on in life piled on top of this just has been feeling generally crummy.
Long story sort of short, before going back to work from maternity leave last year, I was offered a position change so I could stay home with O twice a week. I took it, thinking all would be fine. It wasn't. Everyone has viewed it as a demotion even though it wasn't supposed to be. I also took the change because I was told I couldn't be client-facing (I was previously a project manager) and work from home. But we now have two managers who work remotely (from two different states) who manage teams here in our main office, and one of them is client-facing. So I feel lied to about that. In April, I was passed over for a promotion in my current team (I started out as the only person on this team when I started here three years ago, moved to project management for a little over a year, and then moved back; so it's not like I'm brand new to the "team" of two). The person who is my new team lead is someone I helped hire, and she's only been here for half as long as I have. It's awkward and I'm pissed off about it. Their reasoning is that she's more invested in the company right now and has her hands in more special projects. I told them I've never been told about any projects or company needs, so of course I don't have my hands in any projects. There are also daily micro agressions ("Oh, you're actually here today!" is regularly said to me; H had cookies delivered to me for my birthday, and no one in my 15-person office came by my desk to get one even though I announced that I had them and everyone was welcome to them; etc.). This is a jumbled mess, but anyway, I'm on the hunt for a new job because I can't take it anymore. I feel punished for having a family. I feel punished for still being a grieving mother. I feel judged. I hate it.
Cookies for everyone who made it through this!