#crying in my office bathroom

[littlebabywille]

“he’s just simon and wilhelm loves that about him”

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#🤮🤮🤮 #crying in my office bathroom #young royals

[cecilyacat]

Hands up who's also having the worst work week ✋ 🙃

#my actual life #i am so fucking tired #i kept messing up tests for our software #i can't concentrate #i didn't realise a meeting was moved from monday to today and so i just missed it completely #also didn't realise i accidentally spilled period blood in the bathroom and they sent an email around to all women in the office #telling us to clean up after ourselves and now i want to die of embarrassment #and i just. want. to. sleep #100% the test with the customer tomorrow is not going to go smoothly #let's hope I finally sleep better tonight or i might start crying in the meeting :) #(this is even more fun because as always i will be the only woman involved...)

[knee-stockings]

i hope this isn't weird, but i feel compelled to tell you that your blog is probably the coolest one on tumblr. you just have those vibes. very cool

I’m literally giving you the biggest hug and squeeze rn 💖💖 thank you this is such a compliment

#I needed to hear some kind words I think #been in such an odd mood today. constantly resisting the urge to go into my managers office and burst into tears #(currently crying in the bathroom rn actually) #so thank you I needed that #asks #mutuals #kaleidoscope1967eyes #I think maybe I just need a break from work. haven’t had a break longer than a 3 day weekend since I started in 2022

[meatsound]

yes i am mentally unwell and down on myself all the time but i think im doing pretty well for someone rawdogging audio+tactile hallucinations near daily

#big reason of why i hate going into the office is that sometimes i get them and have to go into the bathroom and cry about it. #at least at home im free to panic on my own time in my own space. #big reason why living in a complex is so bad for me esp with chatty neighbors #i can never tell if two people are having a convo or if its not real #and then my paranoia kicks in and i think theyre gonna execute me #im unmedicated.

[walking-circles]

got 16% on a french test 😁😁 maybe it doesnt gwt better

#my teacher literally wrote on my paper asking whats going through my head when im taking these tests #now i have to see her tmrw during office hours ! yay #maybe its all over …. im literally crying in the bathrooms i hate that class #wait guys everyone else failed so its fine LMAO #⛄️

[longlivetv]

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#i have lost all will to pretend to be doing my job to care about my job #like #I loved this job for almost two years #and because of the way my brain is broken it cannot see a way out of this one single task #and the spiral over the assignment of this one task #which is perfectly normal and probably easy for most of the adult population #has me just alternating between crying at my desk and dissociating in my bathroom #I’m in my own house I could dissociate on my office chair the outcome is the same #and the rational part of my brain is aware this is a very stupid way to be #it just is never gonna win over the part of my brain that will jump off a very tall something before it lets us be normal about this

[lllsaslll]

I forgot Tumblr is (barely) my only safe place to vent

#i feel like im getting fucking pounded and slapped left and right today with reminders of how little my worth is #and on top ofbthe physical pain. what joy #work is treating me like an afterthought...but only bc im an entitled baby who doesnt know how to stand up for herself or communicate #my brain is so choked of enrichment & badically in survival mode that the thought of things that r suposed to bring me joy just piss me off #im too fucking chicken shit to take advantage of the dream oportunities that dropped in my lap bc idk imposter syndrome i guess #and the newest blow... #the mesures ive taken in the past to help maintain my mental health aparently have cracks in them i.e. blocking that person doesnt seem to #be enough bc i just got slapped in the fucking face with all their goddamn glory and success and ya know im so happy for them #but my brain only lets me see it as a reminder of what i could have. what i am physically capable of is i wasnt me. #with my stupid fucking emotions and my stupid fucking fear and my stupid fucking lack of knowledge. #...i love having to stop while writing this and run to the bathroom in the middle of the office bc im goddamn crying in the club. again #and i love having to just vent here bc ive used all my ~pity me~ and ~complain about my life~ cards for the day. week. month. year... #my mom was right #im ugly. no one cares. and im going to die alone.

[thatboxylady]

Hope things get better for you! Those assholes don't deserve ya! I hope you can find a job that treats you better!

Thank you. :(

I am extremely bummed out that this is even happening because it was really one of the best jobs I've ever had, but the office hostilities/looming over my shoulder/mixed-conflicting directions for tasks/not hiring a second person for that same space that really needs two people is just... I need to get out.

What happened today was even worse because I scheduled a class for the auditorium, then only found out today they were meeting in another classroom that I didn't schedule... after I had already set up the presenter in the auditorium. Which I was then berated for because "[I] should have known where the class was." I did know where the class was! Ya'll just moved it and no one told me!

I was loyal to this program and what happened today with that, plus a meeting with my current boss/old boss, was the last straw for me. I put together a outline of what I thought might make the office run smoother and there was no acknowledgement of it. The whole meeting was spent telling me what I do wrong and how little I apparently contribute. "You really don't do all that much" and "I don't understand what's wrong [with you]" like okay lmfao cool, glad to know all my hard work was appreciated, time to find a new job asap.

#doing 46% of registrations for educational programming is apparently Very Little #if I have to go into the bathroom to cry every day/think about walking into traffic more than once then it's time to fuckin move on #i sent my boss a list of days i would be off for doctors visits and I was called into her office so she could berate me about needing them #like???? holy shit???? #then when i tried to explain that i couldnt move them she accused me of feeling “challenged” by her #then telling me not to “duplicate my efforts” with two different reports... only to immediately turn around and say “NO DUPLICATE THEM” #i made a spreadsheet to track class attendance data and was told it was too complicated and to throw it away... #...only to have her turn around six months later and ask for that SAME EXACT SHEET that she told me to not use #then gaslit me about how she wanted me to use it the whole time #like idk what I did to make her hate me but any desire I had to make this program thrive post-covid is gone #boxy screams into the void

[justabackgroundcharacter]

do not be like me and work a 16 hour day to meet a deadline you by all rights should never had met

#my brain is mush and coherent thought escapes me #if i were still in the office i for sure would be stress crying in the bathroom right now #the presence of my cat is the only thing holding my last sheet of sanity to this mortal plane #and for what? some number on a sheet to be slightly closer to the impossible standard the delisional management team set? #we didnt even fully clear this god forsaken deadline that has fully claimed well over a month of my life #if a single person tries to shame this team for not meeting their absurd expectations #i will commit not more code but passive agressive atrocities never before witnessed by those who know my prpfessional facade #fuck this project so much

[falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand]

four days into highschool and i'm already crying in a bathroom✌️

#this has been the most stressful fucking day i swear to god #kiwifae says shit #i've barely slept for the past few days and i'm so fucking exhausted and i'm constantly getting lost bc whoever designed this school was on #crack or something and i forgot my phone in the dumbass 'phone caddies' we have to put them in and there was this whole fucking thing #of me trying to figure out which room was my teacher's because THEY ALL LOOK THE SAME and finally finding it but she'd left and when i got #another teacher to open her door it wasn't in there so i went down to the math lab to see if she'd dropped it there and nope- but this nice #teacher texted her and went with me to the office to see if it was there and it wasn't so we went tosee if it was in her drawers and when #we got there she was there and it turns out i had gone to the wrong classroom bc THEY ALL LOOK THE SAME and anyways i got my phone and #i also missed my bus #so i texted my parents and they aren't responding bc they're still working and i'll probably be here for another hour #so yeah. crying in bathroom

[ncityzen]

most stressful evening of my life, I spent 3 hours in the kitchen to cook 2 truites de patates for the office tomorrow, my flatmates probably hate me but at least I warned them beforehand

#top 10 most anxiety-inducing life moments: flipping the tortilla/truita without the proper flipping plate #i was screaming at a videocall with my mum #the first one is a bit small and wonky but the second is a thing of beauty #if they're not both delicious and everyone compliments me tomorrow I'll have to book a time slot to go cry in the bathroom #erola.txt #now wait until i try to figure out how to carry them both to the office tomorrow without destroying them :))

[venomdoves]

godddddddd i hate my life so fucking much

#it’s really just like. #go to work at office job. have autism and get overstimulated and cry in the bathroom and buy beer from the gas station in your break #and pour it in your water bottle so now you’re drinking at work #and come home and be bad at guitar and don’t practice drawing and hardly write #and dick around on instagram until it’s time to get high and pass out #and never ever be in my chemical romance. be so unhinged about a band that that’s a problem for you. #sad shitty basement artist except i go to work in an office every day and im a lazy fuck when i do have art time #really makes you want to paint a ceiling

[rabidaly]

ALSO I WANT YOU TO KNOW (I can't remember if I commented this on the fic before or not) THERES A MINI THREAD/GROUP CHAT IN A DISCORD SERVER IM IN THATS DEDICATED TO THIS FIC AND EVERY TIME IT UPDATES WE ALL RUN IN AFTER READING JUST TO SCREAM you put crack in this fic and I'm onto you

this is the best writing compliment i think I've ever gotten??????? this is it. I am BLUSHING

#drugs??? in my fic??? #no officer I would never! #oh *laughs nervously* those? i uh. I have no idea how those got there. #excuse me sir i *grabs all the evidence* have to go to the bathroom real fast #i'll just be-- be right back-- #*toilet flushes repeatedly #*clogs* shit oh fuck #cops walk in and its just me crying with a plunger #siyw

[kit-teung]

sbs pat mayhaps the most relatable character of all time?? back when I had a full-time job I also used to go cry in the bathroom stall upon receiving any sort of criticism from the higher-ups

#sbs #office romance can wait. it's time for my scheduled bathroom crying break

[inkdrinkerworld]

post!prison Spencer realizing you’re not always sunshiny and happy when one day he spots you crying in the hall before wiping your eyes and walking into the bullpen with your usual megawatt smile like you hadn’t been balling your eyes out five minutes before

It’s a call with your brother that really gets you started.

Spencer watches you take the phone call that starts off pleasant, you’re all smiles and then you frown, dark and full of an anger Spencer hasn’t ever seen on you.

He knows humans are capable of all emotional spectrums but it’s so foreign on your face and in your body language that he’s shocked a little still.

You walk to a secluded part of the office, hushed, rushed, heated words that Spencer feels horrible for straining his ear to listen to but it’s a strange sight.

He’s never seen you like this.

“How is that my fault? I can’t drop everything and take a plane over there every time shit hits the fan. They’re big kids now.”

What’s worse is your voice cracks and he wants desperately to rush to you, comfort you but he forces himself to stay where he is.

He strains his ear and hears you whisper,

“I’m not doing this again. I can’t be that person anymore. They’re 20, I can’t move back home just to baby them again. I’m not going to be walked all over by them anymore.”

You’re not together, you’re just friends- not super close but closer than anyone else on the team. Spencer feels like he should be comforting you when he moves to the kitchen and watches the first tear tumble down your cheek.

“Hey have you seen, Y/N?” Emily asks and Spencer turns his body to block you from view.

“She went to the bathroom, do we have a case?” He asks, stirring a pound of sugar into his coffee.

“Yeah, when she comes out tell her meet us at the jet.” She hands off a file to him and Spencer glances through the pages quickly.

Spencer watches you compose yourself, swiping at your face, fixing your hair and rolling your shoulders back.

Then he watches almost sadly, as you plaster a smile back on your face.

“Hey, Spence. Where’s everybody?” You open the fridge like you usually do and reach for the canister of whipped cream you keep tucked away.

“We have a case,” Spencer watches you shake it and spray some into your palm, connecting the dots over the many times he’s seen you do that in the last couple of months.

You’d always said it was just a, ‘pick me up’ and Spencer hadn’t thought twice about. You all have little things you do to keep you going in the job, but he realises now it’s less to do with work and more to do with your upset.

“Oh shit,” you spray another heap of cream in your palm. “I’ll get my go bag, can you fill me in while we walk, Spence?” You’re already turning to your desk, fiddling about the last draw for your go bag.

Your eyes are still a little red, and he watches you switch your contacts for glasses as soon as you get hold of the bag. “They burn a little right now,” you supply when you catch him looking and he nods like he doesn’t know the truth.

“Alright, let’s go,” he opens the case file Emily handed to him and starts, “So the unsub seems to be a woman hater? I’m not sure how no one figured him out before this is his sixth victim.”

You frown as you tuck your go-bag over your shoulder, “And the geography is all the same? No crossing state lines?”

Spencer admires how easily you slip back into work mode, but as soon as the case is over he needs to find a way to have you talk to him.

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[dante-mightdie]

maybe in the middle of a shootout reader does something that automatically saves the 141 from death but 141 thinks that reader was being reckless and doesn't listen to orders so they neglect reader because reader disobeyed a direct order

please inject this angst into my veins i’m obsessed feed me more the worms are hungry

c/w: this is sad, angst, silent treatment, don’t ask me to make reader leave them I love the suffering

work stays at the door. that was a golden rule in your odd but stable relationship. even if you get pissed off with each other at work, you leave it at base until the next shift…

so apparently the boys must have fucking amnesia.

this wasn’t the first time you had angered them at work but like previously stated, it never followed you in through the front door, take its shoes off and hang its coat. never in the house

but this time you put not only your life at risk, but also civilian lives. just to save them. luckily, no one was hurt but you still disobeyed your captains orders. and just like you leave work at work, you leave your heart at home too

he was still your captain. actions have consequences so he yelled on about for a good hour whilst the others stood beside him, shaking their heads at you disapprovingly

so when you got home to find that they were clearly still in work mode judging from the way simon shrugged you off when you tried to hug him in the kitchen, stalking off to the shower and slamming the door

or from the way johnny and kyle just went straight into the garage to work out and blow off some steam, giving john a kiss and not you

and if that wasn’t enough, the way john turned his head away from you when you tried to kiss him had to be the damning evidence. his face was stone cold the entire time he was alone with you in the kitchen before he went and locked himself in the home office

it went on like that for a few days, waking up to find that they had gone out without you. conversations ceasing the moment you enter the room. the lack of affection was the worst. perhaps tied with the general loneliness. none of them had really said a word to you in days

not even when you grabbed a pillow and blanket and set up camp in the living room for the night after a week of the silent treatment

or when they heard you crying in the bathroom whilst getting ready for bed, wondering how long it will be before your lovers open their arms for you again, if they ever will…

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