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renaeden
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17 Jun 2005, 10:18 pm

Hi all,
Nice of you all to take time to think about my post and ask questions...
Will answer some now (the ones I can remember).
When I was working, I didn't mind the job itself. It was the people! I felt they expected me to be someone I was not. I was working outside with around ten other guys. They would play jokes on me. Sometimes the jokes were mean, other times they were not. What got to me the most were the comments about why I couldn't loosen up or take jokes and things like that.
I liked to be able to work on my own. As soon as someone worked with me, I felt pressure.
I was very fussy with my cleaning up, and while this would be considered an asset in some companies, I got a warning for taking too long. My argument was the amount of disease that could spread (in a mushroom farm, this is a very big factor). They just didn't want to pay a few cents overtime.
I also took very little time off. I got picked on for this too! At times I was ordered to take holidays. When I left I had twelve weeks worth.
Work was better than school though!
When I was at school it was like I wore a sign saying "I am different. Pick on me".
I don't know why, but I didn't complain to Mum about it. She didn't know that I saw a school psychologist until I told her not long ago.
In Years 8 and 9 I got into a lot of punch ups! Some were started by me as an overreaction to teasing. I would also just walk out of classes when things got too much. Strange thing was, they never notified my parents. I failed those two years at school. I then changed to another one for Year 10. I only got into two fights that year which was a good thing! I passed Years 10 and 11, but not 12, because by then I had had enough of school.

About the "loony bin". I walked out of work one day and didn't stop until someone found me and took me to the hospital in Perth. In total I had walked about 55kms. I don't know who that someone was. I think it may have been one of the security guards from the hospital.
I got transfered to the mental health ward where I stayed for two and a half weeks.
They diagnosed me with "acute dissociative episode", which to me meant that they didn't have a clue! They gave me a lot of drugs and I lost a lot of days worth of memory.
I had some family members come and visit and they said that the way I acted scared them, but I can't remember it!
I don't think the stay there did me any good because all my problems were still there when I came out. More was added on even, because everyone knew where I had been and there is a stigma attached to that.
One of you asked why I thought this site is different. I think it is because of the various different forums there are to post on (I have only seen the one place on other sites), the different options there are for people to personalise their own profile. The menu is pretty big too (I think so).
This has been a very "me" post!
Hope it is easy reading for you....if not just ignore it! :)
Looking forward,
renaeden.



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18 Jun 2005, 3:28 am

renaeden wrote:
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Post subject: So many questions! I will try..
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Hi all,
Nice of you all to take time to think about my
post and ask questions...Will answer some now
(the ones I can remember).


And thanks for responding back!

Rearden wrote:
When I was working, I didn't mind the job itself.
It was the people! I felt they expected me to be
someone I was not. I was working outside with
ten other guys. They would play jokes on me.
Sometimes the jokes were mean, other times
they were not. What got to me the most were
the comments about why I couldn't loosen up
or take jokes and things like that.


How NT! What kind of job was it?

Rearden wrote:
I liked to be able to work on my own. As soon
as someone worked with me, I felt pressure.
I was very fussy with my cleaning up, and
while this would be considered an asset in
some companies, I got a warning for taking
too long. My argument was the amount of
disease that could spread
(in a mushroom farm, this is a very big factor).


Hmmmmm? I am not a mushroom expert.
Explain!

Reararden wrote:
They just didn't want to pay a few cents overtime.
I also took very little time off. I got picked on for
this too! At times I was ordered to take holidays.
When I left I had twelve weeks worth.

Hmmmm? 12 week off in america! Ha! Ha! Ha!
At least you got a reasonable amount of time
off.

rearden wrote:
Work was better than school though! When
I was at school it was like I wore a sign saying
"I am different. Pick on me".


Hmmmmm? What were you doing to
cause this? How you walked? talked?
looked? Hmmmm?

rearden wrote:
I don't know why, but I didn't complain to
Mum about it. She didn't know that I saw a
school psychologist until I told her not long ago.


Hmmmm? Why?


rearden wrote:
In Years 8 and 9 I got into a lot of punch ups!
Some were started by me as an overreaction
to teasing. I would also just walk out of classes
when things got too much. Strange thing was,
they never notified my parents.


That is strange! Hmmmm? Any reason why
that you can surmise?

rearden wrote:
I failed those two years at school. I then changed to
another one for Year 10. I only got into two fights
that year which was a good thing! I passed Years
10 and 11, but not 12, because by then I had had
enough of school.


I can feel you on the leaving part. I left Highschool
in 11th grade because I was sick of it. I would
later get a G.E.D at age 31 through self-study!

rearden wrote:
About the "loony bin". I walked out of work one
day and didn't stop until someone found me and
took me to the hospital in Perth. In total I had
walked about 55kms. I don't know who that someone
was. I think it may have been one of the security
guards from the hospital. I got transfered to the
mental health ward where I stayed for two and a
half weeks.


Were you in a daze or a state of confusion?

rearden wrote:
They diagnosed me with "acute dissociative
episode", which to me meant that they didn't
have a clue! They gave me a lot of drugs and
I lost a lot of days worth of memory.
I had some family members come and visit
and they said that the way I acted scared
them, but I can't remember it!
I don't think the stay there did me any good
because all my problems were still there when
I came out. More was added on even, because
everyone knew where I had been and there is
a stigma attached to that.


Hmmmm? In America this is a bad stigma,
I would think Australia would be different.

rearden wrote:
One of you asked why I thought this site is
different. I think it is because of the various
different forums there are to post on
(I have only seen the one place on other
sites)


What site was this. I think it would have been
the PG17 questions and answers.

rearden wrote:
the different options there are for people to
personalise their own profile. The menu is
pretty big too (I think so).
This has been a very "me" post!
Hope it is easy reading for you....if not just ignore it!


Me-thinks it was ignored-Lammmma! Lammmma!
Poof! (This is a joke!)

Sincerely,
Ghosthunter
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18 Jun 2005, 3:55 am

Ghosthunter wrote:
renaden wrote:
Work was better than school though! When
I was at school it was like I wore a sign saying
"I am different. Pick on me".


Hmmmmm? What were you doing to
cause this? How you walked? talked?
looked? Hmmmm?

Ghosthunter, you forgot the 'because they damnwell please' option.



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22 Jun 2005, 10:10 am

Ghosthunter wrote:
renaeden wrote:
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Post subject: So many questions! I will try..
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Rearden wrote:
When I was working, I didn't mind the job itself.
It was the people! I felt they expected me to be
someone I was not. I was working outside with
ten other guys. They would play jokes on me.
Sometimes the jokes were mean, other times
they were not. What got to me the most were
the comments about why I couldn't loosen up
or take jokes and things like that.


Quote:
How NT! What kind of job was it?

I was a forklift driver, mostly.

Quote:
Hmmmmm? I am not a mushroom expert.
Explain!

At a mushroom farm, once a disease starts, it is very hard to get rid of it! They can be air-borne, water-borne, you name it.

Quote:
At least you got a reasonable amount of time
off

I earnt it and it accumulated over nine years.

Quote:
Hmmmmm? What were you doing to
cause this? How you walked? talked?
looked? Hmmmm?

I don't think they needed a reason, I mean, don't a lot of people just do it to make themselves feel better? They may have wanted to look tough in front of their friends.
rearden wrote:
I don't know why, but I didn't complain to
Mum about it. She didn't know that I saw a
school psychologist until I told her not long ago.


Quote:
Hmmmm? Why?

I kept quiet about most things. I thought everyone had problems like this. Not just me.

Quote:
Strange thing was,
they never notified my parents.
[/quote[

Quote:
That is strange! Hmmmm? Any reason why
that you can surmise?

a crap school?!

rearden wrote:
About the "loony bin". I walked out of work one
day and didn't stop until someone found me and
took me to the hospital in Perth. In total I had
walked about 55kms. I don't know who that someone
was. I think it may have been one of the security
guards from the hospital. I got transfered to the
mental health ward where I stayed for two and a
half weeks.


Quote:
Were you in a daze or a state of confusion?

Both, I think..
rearden wrote:

I don't think the stay there did me any good
because all my problems were still there when
I came out. More was added on even, because
everyone knew where I had been and there is
a stigma attached to that.


Quote:
Hmmmm? In America this is a bad stigma,
I would think Australia would be different.

No, I think a lot of Australians are influenced by American values. Also, people can be afraid of what they can't see.

That's all I can think for answers. Thankyou for your concern, ghosthunter. :)



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22 Jun 2005, 11:24 am

Cool! I drive forklifts now! Have been doing it for 4 years now. I work at a frozen foods plant. I plan to build apartment houses AND keep my job because I like it. I go nuts if anyone tries to take my Hysters away and leave me with a pile of crap. I have neat and extremely efficient ways of doing things at work. Most people don't seem to have a problem with me or else they keep their mouths shut, ...it's great!

I had to get a GED when I refused to go back to public school. School was a big disaster with me and in the end I was stabbed. The whole incident was covered up cleanly and is going to court soon!! (6 years later ">:("' ........... )) . I had to go write a GED and witnessed my university dreams go down the toilet. I was a mental basketcase and easily could have hurt people. It took almost 5 years to get confident and i'm still not quite right. I took to working and it wasn't easy at first. I was one who was not likely to take a joke either but now I joke around alot at work! Life's no bowl of Icecream for alot of people here.



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24 Jun 2005, 3:18 am

You are right, driving forklifts is cool :)
You will learn little tricks to help you get better and better at it.
I got my ticket driving a Hyster. Then it was Mitsubishis, Nissans and a Caterpillar (which is really a Mitsubishi in disguise).
I then learnt how to drive a loader as well. That was good too, because I could shut the door and have music on. Nice and isolated.
Can understand about your anger. It is pure frustration!
Hope it has a happy conclusion for you...
renaeden.