I just need to write. I just need to let it all out. Iām over the bull shit. The games that come with this place. I love this place with my whole heart. I always put it first. It was my home. I spent hours here. Long summers. 60 to 80 hours a week. Moved up for the past ten years. Iāve done a lot for this place. Iāve given up a lot for this place. Family picnics. Birthday parties. Weddings. Vacations. A lot.. I work hard. Iāve always done my best. But this year. A lot has been dropped on me.. everything was dropped on me. And here I am picking up the slack. Picking up the pieces. So we have staff. So they are on a schedule. Spending hours staring at a computer. I ended up in the hospital. Not once. But twice. From the stress of this place. The people around me. Will never care about this place like I do. But for someone who cares so deeply. Why do I deal with the most back lash. Why is everything that happens my fault. Why do I get blamed, get the passive aggressive texts and emails.. there are 5 of us.. all st the same level. And yet Iām doing the work of 4. While one takes vacation after fucking vacation. And another doesnāt do anything. And one walks around the park jumping in and helping which is great.. but is that going to fill a schedule? Is that going to hire people to work. Is that going to train them? Except maybe hands on. No. So again.. here I am. Trying to do all this. Trying to figure shit out. While trying to have a life outside this place.. and I am the first person to be shitted on. The first person to get blamed. I get the silence treatment from people because I spent the day getting us ahead on the schedule. And you spent the day doing something else.
