Workplace Mannerisms

It takes just 1 person to create a web of lies for their own personal benefit and to destroy the bonds you have formed within your team. The word bully pops to mind but then you could argue that the person is just a weak sorry excuse of a human being who isn’t worth any moment of your time.

But here I am. Thinking about it. Mentally battling it out. But why am I?

In the span of 2 months I have identified one place of work where the work place mannerisms of the colleagues resembles something close to a bunch of dogs. Now you may think I am being harsh. The fact of the matter is that every little issue is blown up out of proportion. And who is the centre of all of this. One person. The person I have named dinosaur. I made the mistake of complaining to management about something. Next thing I know this dinosaur is wounded terribly and I am the vicious villian who has delivered the blow.

Now your probably sat here thinking. What the hell is this idiot rambling on about such a ludacris issue for? There is always a moral to my rants.

To all of you people out there who have been subjected to workplace bullying just because you spoke up or just because your different. Believe me these dinosaurs are not worth you time and just focus on the task on hand. Because the law of attraction states any good and positive energy from the brain will radiate out into your life and success is the biggest destroyer of dinosaurs.

Well its currently 1:13am right now and with this off my chest I can fall asleep much more easily because dinosaurs are f*****g t**ts and have the brain capacity of a pea. And on that note I am going to hit the hay…

Just before I go. If you would like us to discuss any topics then please feel free to email us on facelessbanter@gmail.com

Goodnight Dinosaur Crushers!!! ❤

Negativity

I have to be honest with you guys. I have been really low for the past couple of days and I thought maybe it would be worth writing a blog post about what’s on my mind? So here goes nothing.

There comes a time in life where you no longer are in the “immature teen” state of mind. This may be at 19, 20, 21…who knows. My point is why do people act so immature.

If your laughing at me, the jokes on you b****, because you ain’t going anywhere fast. People who laugh at you have nothing better to do with their lives. All they care about is what others are doing and not what’s going on in their lives. Ultimately they spend too much time concentrating on where their victims are going in life and lose direction of their own. Their loss not yours. The day they come to realise how much time they lost thinking about you, is the day you make it.

Essentially what I’ve been trying to do is to make myself understand why they are laughing at me? But it suddenly occured to me about 10 minutes ago that who gives a f***? People like that get nowhere in life.

Faceless Banter does what it says on the tin. I’m banting a rant and I feel hella better about it.😤😰😧

Before I leave you, I have had an idea. Essentially I love to help people, it’s part of my day job and it makes me feel happy knowing that I helped a person. (Get to the point woman!) So I was thinking that if anyone of you guys would like to send in a question to our email account, we would be more than happy to provide you with our opinion about it on here, anonymously of course. Our email address is facelessbanter@gmail.com.

I wish you all a lovely day and stay smiling because you can.

Take Care 😊

A short one…

Hello, I hope you’re doing well today. If not, go give someone you love a hug because nothing makes you more happy than putting a smile on another persons face.

Now the title of this blog post really does mean what it says. It is going to be a short one unfortunately as I have a life-changing exam in 19 days and writing a blog post is something I just have to do right this minute. 😉😄

Bullying. I know I write several blog posts about bullying, but I have been feeling a little low so blogging is my way of speaking out about it.

I was bullied for 6 years.

And today of all days when I should be revising I start thinking about what used to happen to me.

It is not a nice feeling at all. The jeers, the laughs, the paper balls to my head. Yes I have been there. 😔

I hate bullying with a passion and it makes me so angry that idiots can get away with such things. They are not human. Because if they were they would not have done what they did to me. There were several times where suicide became an option in my eyes. There was no-where else to go. I was alone.

My relationship with God was re-established because I was alone. God was my saviour. I used to cry myself to sleep at night. I had only God to talk to. Slowly but surely I rose above everything with these two beliefs. Everything happens for a reason and God is the best of planners.

My mental battle between life and death was forgotten because God became my purpose in life. Now your probably sat there thinking, how can God affect someone so much. I was alone. I had no-one else. I would read statuses online everyday on my Facebook page about hardships and tests. I was educating myself on the wonders of the past. I was seeing changes in my life that only God could instill. For the first time in 6 years I was seeing and feeling happiness.

I know this was meant to be a short one. Well when I let my emotions out there is no stopping me.

On a final note I would like to say that whatever your going through there is a reason for it and it will end. Keep going and keep fighting. Do it for yourself and your loved ones. Make yourself and them happy. Remember suicide only passes on the pain to another.

Until next time.

P.S. if you need someone to talk to anonymously then please do not hesitate to message us at facelessbanter@gmail.com. Thank you and take care. 😊

Can’t take it anymore…

As I lie here and you read on, the hope instilled in my soul dwindles even more. The days keep passing by but the same s**t just keeps on happening.

Is it worth it? Shall I give up? Torn between life and death. A decision I need to make.

The laughs, the jeers. Is it me or is it them? Paranoia becomes my best friend. I sit in an emotional mess everyday. Do I really want to go on? 2 years, 3 years..how many more can I take?

I see no light and I hear evil. Do I want to be a part of this corruption anymore?

Save me or kill me. It is in your hands.

This may sound really confusing to most of you guys. However, read deeper and in between the lines. Bullying and suicide is an issue that is growing uncontrablly everyday and it is something dear to my heart. I speak from experience and I know how it feels. Keep going is my advice to you. Karma’s a bitch and it’s going to bite their ar**s soon! Count on it. Make something of youself. Be big. Make them jealous…

Until next time.

Bullying

The echoing laughs, the pointing fingers. The sneers, the unnecessary smirks. To say I was happy was a lie that fell from my lips too easily. It was as if I was alone. Trying to find my way out of this nightmare, which would never end. Everyday becomes a chore. Repeatedly mocking me until I can take no more.

I lie here with my wounds wide open, praying for a release from this cycle of depression. Help me, save me, I can’t let this go on. I sit here with these words. I am alone, I have no-one so why is life worth living. There is no-one to help me now, so what do I do. Is it the end? 

STOP!

Breathe. Just let it out. Cry. Shout. Ain’t nobody going to hurt you. You are not alone. I was in your shoes once. I know how it feels to be degraded and bullied by mindless imbeciles. Just remember, when your successful, they will remember you and you will be their boss. Ain’t that the biggest dose of karma ever.

Don’t let anyone hurt you. Get stronger and be stronger. Fufill your dreams and be who you want to be. Use the pain as your motivation to become successful. Words mean nothing. No-one can get to you unless you let them.

Smile. I am.

Pain

That four-lettered word that holds a world of emotions and is thrown carelessly at unsuspecting souls repeatedly. Battered and bruised, and still they don’t stop. The laughs, the jeers, the fists, the kicks. Why us?

Waking everyday from a dreamless dream, to a terrifying nightmare, wishing we could close our eyes and never be awake again.

Depression looms, suicide nears, what do we do? Can anyone help us?

Tears are only our outsource of pain. Drop by drop, we fall against our victors. This cannot continue.

Acceptance and belief are the next step to change.

More words that holds the strength of the world upon their shoulders. Acceptance with belief, a combination, formidable even against the strongest. They can no longer hurt us. Who do they think they are. We will be better. We will be stronger. We will fight for us.

Sorrow and Success follow, two aspects of our lives, we can’t seem to have one without the other. Trust me, it will be ok. Remember the pain and build upon it.

No-one can hurt us no more. We will fight and we will win! The bully will fall and we will rise above them, united!

And it is that rise which will cause the pain the pain to be gone…

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Just something to think about.

Until next time.