04/19/2024
The girls at work don’t understand why I don’t take breaks all day long. Breaks from what? Sitting on my butt playing on my phone? Chatting with some sad kids, or angry adults, an occasional grieving heart. They say it’s emotionally stressful and that I should take breaks. I said this is not stressful. Doing cpr on an infant, mom beside me wailing and pleading for me to fix her baby. That’s stress. Finding the teenager that didn’t come home last night, so mom went looking for her. Found her in her wrecked vehicle, dead. 16 yo. I can still see mom drop and wail. Pumping the chest of a fantastic nurse that you knew so well, and knowing you’re failing her. Doing cpr from alliance to canton, on the red, hanging from the bar like medic monkey, cpr one handed as I wish for octopus arms so I can intubate and get the line and drop drugs. All while giving effective cpr. Or, the call at 9pm for bu****it, but the tones drop just after we ordered our food. So no, I don’t need to take breaks. I am very skilled in knowing when I need a fill up, and what works for me. If I need a break, trust me I’ll take it. I chat while I’m eating (at whatever time I get hungry, hot food that I can cook) because I can type and eat that don’t bother me. I’m paid to talk to sad people. It’s not that difficult. I’ve been talking to sad people all my life. I’m not getting paid to go outside all day, or talk to coworkers all day, or complain all day. I’m paid to talk to someone so the don’t kill themselves. I don’t need a break. It’s the least i can do. My chatters tell me I’m refreshing because I’m honest. I don’t talk down to anyone, kids or adults. I don’t judge your crisis. But I do tell you in complete, brutal honesty what you need to do to heal. Some don’t want to hear it. But a lot of them have said “wow. You’re different. You tell it real” I have quite a few teens tell me I’m their favorite chatter. (These kids chat 988 a LOT, in school, usually. Oh- to the mom that told her suicidal, depressed 13 yo CHILD to take one of her w**d gummy’s, I’m looking for you. We’re going to have a discussion on how kids brains grow. And how much s**t and choices and grades these kids need to excel at. And you want to give this highly addictive teen (depression craves alcohol and w**d) w**d, and get him stoned for the rest of his life? No college for you, son. Here’s a b**g. How bout the mom that told her 14 yo daughter not to talk to her about her feelings or fears, she doesn’t want to hear it. I actually pray I never find out if I know one of these kids personally. Because I will get a lawyer and sue for custody. And, if you’re raising a bully? Stop. Stop it right now. I don’t care how you do it, but you teach your kids EMPATHY COMPASSION UNDERSTANDING OPEN MINDEDNESS AND KINDNESS. It’s literally your one job with them. Because I got news for you. School shootings? Every fu***ng one of them is on you. End of story. You should go to jail too. Teach your kids to sit by the smelly kids. The lonely kids. The weird kids dressed funny. The ugly fat kids. The gay kid or the trans kid. Teach your kids to talk to those kids, and fat kids will start playing and exercising. Smelly kids can shower at their new friends house. The dressed goofy kid can go shopping with your kid. THAT WOULD END SCHOOL SHOOTINGS. And I bet su***de in our country would be all but eradicated.
We are a small breeder of English Springer spaniels located in Alliance, Oh.
