I’m letting people who hurt me in the past live rent free in my mind.
One episode involves a former landlord that tried to run me over in an intersection with no traffic cameras.
Another one involves a manager that fired me for informing that one of his favorites yelled during night shift and ignored alarms to talk. He fired me the next day, used the exit interview to tell me everything I didn’t do right (but kept quiet about his favorites, even though I did the job like them), still had the utmost confidence on his favorites, accused me of being lazy and instead of simply firing me and keeping neutral he chose to take it personal, proceeded to try to scare me insinuating I wouldn’t work for his system again, when that failed, tried to humiliate me and then fired me. This was in an non union hospital.
When I think about it I get angry. Id like not to be so thin skinned, but here I am.
Going cold is an interesting reaction.
I know several people who during the worst days of the pandemic handled their fear of covid, by turning cold.
They all viewed themselves super-healthy and unable to catch covid. In their mind covid was a problem for old and sick and it was totally OK for them to die. They were even viewed as the reason for covid spreading. Any restriction to safeguard people from covid was an insult and something taken away from them and given to other people. This resulted in hostile oppinions that it’s actually good that old and sick die.
After those people finally got covid, they were absent for a long time, but all had the same story that “it was just a mild flu”