Me too, word for word what you wrote. I was telling myself, just suck it up...you gotta do it. I started working there with a mild depression and mild SA. I was completely out of place working with all these middle aged- to older women who all talked about each other or anyone else. So now i show up, new guy, young, with something *just* not right mentally (maybe this was impercievable to them, but i felt they were thinking 'whats his deal?')mere phantom said:yeh i quit my job in May, i kept holding on to it, just cuz i felt i needed to hang in there and maybe i was just thinking negetively but i wish i had done it sooner, im tired of being treated like a piece of s*** or like a wierdo that people just make fun of
2 months of whispering,giggling, and trying to make jokes at my expense (they were adults with low-paying,brainless,dead-end jobs, and didnt have anything physically attractive about them, so mean comebacks were easy)Making enemies and being standoffish only fueled the fire, one morning i was like...no more,yesterday was my last day.I never returned but i waited too long. Dealing with that has made any slight issues in my head or self esteem things turn into giant problems. Months later i havent gotten another job, paranoia is constant, i rarely leave the house. It really messed me up, worse than i was.