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Ever fantasized about having a heart attack to get out of work for a few weeks

Obvs alt account. I'm burnt out. I've been with my company for 6 months, and my company is actually great. My team… manager… not so much. I'm an auto adjuster and I generally like what I do, when the workload is manageable. Lately it has not been and I don't feel any support from my supervisor or my team. I talk with people I was in training with and their team dynamic is so different. There is support and help. Also, 75% of people who legit need to make an insurance claim are decent. 25% are needy, entitled, dramatic ass bithes and how the fuck to they function in their lives? Why are people so goddamn ridiculous. When I worked in life insurance with actual fucking dead people, they were way less dramatic. When I actually have time, I can manage those folks well, but I'm so fucking overwhelmed and…


Obvs alt account.

I'm burnt out. I've been with my company for 6 months, and my company is actually great.

My team… manager… not so much.

I'm an auto adjuster and I generally like what I do, when the workload is manageable.

Lately it has not been and I don't feel any support from my supervisor or my team. I talk with people I was in training with and their team dynamic is so different. There is support and help.

Also, 75% of people who legit need to make an insurance claim are decent.

25% are needy, entitled, dramatic ass bithes and how the fuck to they function in their lives? Why are people so goddamn ridiculous. When I worked in life insurance with actual fucking dead people, they were way less dramatic.

When I actually have time, I can manage those folks well, but I'm so fucking overwhelmed and inundated with work, it is impossible. I am good at what I do. I do it well. But when I have dump trucks of work and try to handle each claim with equal attention, it just takes too much time.

I'm salaried and I'm pulling 10-11 hour days. When I go to bed, I think about claims. When I wake up, I think about claims. I dream about claims.

I had my doc up my SNRI and the ativan I take for “when my anxiety is really really bad” is an every day thing.

I started the gummies to help with the anxiety and they make it almost impossible to focus.

I can't quit right now because we need the money. I am about to pay $800 out of pocket for a brain MRI and my cat is sick and I have to take her to the vet today.

I mean, the money is very good for the area, but I dont know how long I can do this….

I'm not okay right now. And I just need tonget this off my chest.

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