Working in a damaged work environment and a damaged mind.?

Mase

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I work in an environment that knows more about me than I know about myself. I wanted to attribute it to paranoia, but things became too obvious, per any reasonable fit to work man or woman's perception, that the work environment had decided for itself that my time was up.

No one should be left guessing and there should be no room for doubt, when it pertains to a person's mission. And if the people around me have had the satisfaction of seeing me and I not seeing them, such as an "inside scheme" whether it be negative or positive in relationship to myself, then I should have the satisfaction of resigning without guilt. I'm no quitter, but I do believe that the office quit on me. Call it paranoia if you want, but I'm nearly 100% sure that my on the job privacy was abused.

Now, here's for the quagmire. I have student loan debt and an illness that needs a plethora of medications that I will have to rely on my mother to maintain. In addition, I have student loans in which I am responsible.

The least I expect or expected from this job was disability. It has gotten to that point where just seeing my coworkers faces would make me sick to my stomach.

As for my duties, I did my best and held myself to the highest standard of integrity possible; and it has gotten me to the same place it did on my previous job.

A main player in this fiasco, after the initial fiasco of abuse, was the revealing of my faith/beliefs. This happened as a product of those around me. Because I do not try to attack people in earthly ways.

In the most negative take of the situation, you realize it for what it is, "Life is a sideshow" and people are left out of luck. In the most positive outtake, it's just another life lesson/experience under my belt.

I know who I AM at the end of the day, but I can see the aftermath of the decision I'm about to make. The main thing is that I will leave with zero regrets, thought my future consists of defaulted debt and possibly a mind gone from "controlled misery" to "hell on earth".

Writing this is an obvious attempt at receiving an answer I have already reiterated over and over in my mind, so I leave it simply at what are you left thinking or what situations have you had similar.
 
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