A brief history

This will be the first post in almost exactly 7 years. The reason for returning here will soon become clear. This is more likely to become a very personal history of all the shit that's been dragging me to a point in last November (4th), where I seriously considered ending my life. A touch melodramatic, but an honest statement nonetheless. So what exactly 'dragged' me to the edge of the abyss? One word... Matalan. Or to be more accurate 5 shit stained years at the whim of the megalomaniac harridan at the helm of the chaotically mismanaged store 300 in Edinburgh. I can state that because as of july 14th 2016, I ceased to exist... that's a story for another time. My intention is to display the evidence I collected over my 5 torturous years at store 300 to back up my claims that the store management held a bitter grudge against me, I'll also show the statements of those involved admitting what they did. Am I bitter? Absolutely. Is this spite of a disgruntled employee? Why yes it is. Right now you're wondering why would a current employee risk their job with such a blatant infraction of Matalans social media rule? Oh that's easy to answer, you see Matalan have pretty much abandoned me. This is another thing I'll back up, but for now I'll just say that after a period of sick, I've not had any contact with my 'employer' since April 1st 2020, it is now July 31st. Abandoned. Anyway it's late, so more details soon, for anyone that actually bothers to read this.