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Nah, knowing someone ELSE sees the crazy is actually super helpful because the self-gaslighting is real 😹
November 15, 2025 at 5:51 AM
Honestly? SAME.
November 14, 2025 at 8:57 PM
Anyway, I am exhausted, and maybe not even completely due to blood loss. But I think I'm over the worst of the distress around the situation, which is great because that was awful.
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
But being able to do my job with my team at least feels better, and it does feel like there's a way forward with my boss, which is really all I need with people.
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
(If for no other reason than I specifically said, to her in this exact language, that I don't think it's fair or reasonable to ask me not to speak in group settings with no parameters on it, and asked for those parameters, and she just fucking talked around it without giving a solid answer.)
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
On the better side, I had a follow-up meeting with my boss and the union rep that went better. I am, in fact, allowed to express my opinion in our team meetings. He thinks the ED never meant for me not to do so in broader environments. I don't share his optimism.
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
So anyway that meeting yesterday went great and wasn't humiliating and targeted at all.
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
I do not have a mental health condition, like a substance use disorder, that would necessitate management anticipation of my needs because I can't understand them or know to ask to accommodation on my own. I'm VERY aware of my limitations.
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
If they work, then I'll ask for formal, ongoing accommodations. If they don't, yes, I'll need to reassess whether I'm ready to travel. But in what world does my boss's boss - not even MY OWN supervisor - think it's appropriate to do so on my behalf?
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
Like, this feels like very basic ableism that anyone who's as "progressive" as her should understand? I have said, yes, that first trip was hard for these reasons. I worked with my team to come up with strategies for the Kenya trip to avoid that happening again.
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
Secondly, as far as I'm aware, I'm the one who asks for accommodations. You don't just get to decide what I need, especially when you're talking about not wanting me to go off partial disability (meaning I make 85% of my income, btw) or being 'concerned' that I'm travelling soon.
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
First of all, what the fuck? Please keep in mind I haven't even ASKED for any formal accommodations yet. I mentioned that the lack of basic accommodations at the in-person week contributed to my difficulty with that week. Haven't asked for anything related to my ongoing work.
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
My union rep told her it sounded like she was using me as a guinea pig, which is more or less what it felt like. And aside from that, her "process" basically boiled down to "Lauren sends me a complete physical and cognitive assessment, and I decide what she needs."
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
To be fair, this would be bad on its own, but I've just had the most insane shit with my boss's boss this week. The org doesn't have a policy for accommodations at work, so she's decided that she will create one I will have the privilege of being a test case.
November 14, 2025 at 8:51 PM
Anyway, just writing it out to try to get it out of my head. Going to try to fall asleep to YouTube booktok drama summaries.
November 10, 2025 at 3:10 AM
I hate having to confront that. The contrast. That huge, huge gap between what I was and what I am. I feel it a lot right now, and maybe that’s why this is hitting so hard. It’s not as bad when I can try to believe I’m still the same, deep down.
November 10, 2025 at 3:10 AM
He said something like, “Oh, it’s just such a contrast.” I tried not to cry. I moved on from it, or at least I tried to forget it, even though I’m embarrassed every time someone calls me now, knowing that the reveal is… that.

I can’t change the picture. I don’t have a new one I can stand.
November 10, 2025 at 3:10 AM
I always think back to this these days. Last summer my boss called me on Slack. My profile picture is the professional one the org had done in 2019 or so. It took a second for my video to turn on once the call connected, and when it did my boss just gave this… little laugh.
November 10, 2025 at 3:10 AM
My life was in absolute ruins then, and it feels like nothing has changed. Except me, maybe, and only for the worse. I keep wondering when I’ll get to feel like I’ve built something I can be proud of, like I had before. Is that even something I’m capable of?
November 10, 2025 at 3:10 AM
I don’t know why this has dug so deep into me, although I guess I do, I just don’t want to admit that it’s hitting every big fear I’ve had since treatment being over started to feel real.
November 10, 2025 at 3:10 AM
Anyway, just getting it out of my head so I can maybe stop ruminating about it.

Not a great week.
November 8, 2025 at 2:19 AM