My Journey To Normality (Part 1)

Today was dramatic. After a last minute move around of the schedule at work I had to change my travel plans to go to a different venue. I was meant to be picked up by one of the people I work with but because this girl decides her partying is more important, then telling her manager that she's not gonna turn up, I had to travel two hours out of my way on a bus. At my last my job everyone on my team quit and my manager went on sick leave so I was left alone to do all the work and had to be a step in team leader. It was so stressful and it had a drastic affect on my mental health, so when my new manager started saying how stressed he was getting because of this girl messing him around it made me feel so angry and also protective. I wanted to do something so I messaged her, I told her to ring him and tell him what was happening so he could sort out the schedule for everyone, but she was so rude back to me. One thing you should know about me is that I only lie when I need to, if you ask me a question that I feel like I don't need to lie for I can't lie. The next day I was working with my manager and he asked me why this girl couldn't turn up to work so of course I told him she was out partying, I don't owe her anything. Anyway, they fired her because of it. It was her own fault that she lost her job and I don't feel guilty about it all. 

Also my manager has post traumatic stress disorder, which is one of the reasons I wanted to relieve some of that stress for him. While I was working with him one of the shopping centre's staff members came up behind him and made him jump, triggering his PTSD. Obviously she didn't know that he had this condition and was just making a joke, but it is also really horrible to get triggered so I understand why he got so upset and angry. However, his reaction triggered my PTSD and I had to run off and have a panic attack in the toilets. Then unable to calm down I ended up scratching the skin off my hand, so that was so much fun. 

Just when I had calmed down enough to start pitching again I had a women come up to me for a quote on her energy prices. She straight away was telling me to explain things to her because she has a mental illness and was on day leave from a psychiatric ward, I told her I used to be in one last month. It was so nice to have a customer I could be myself with, but it was so emotional. It brought back a lot of memories of being hospitalised myself and even though I met them for a few minutes I wanted them to recover so badly and be okay. I was in complete shock after they left and my manager told me I shouldn't be so sentimental with people and only see them as money. I can't help seeing people as people and get emotional especially when I can relate so much. Yes I earn commission for ever sale I get but I'm not about to take advantage of people just for money. It's not a bad thing that I see people as people and I'm not about to change my morals for a job. I'm never gonna be like that and I don't have to be.