I have let something at work get under my skin. It a circumstance that triggers my past of dealing with the addicted. My perception that those that have addictive personalities use their charm to break on the rules and do what ever they want even if it has a negative affect on other people.
It takes me back to my husband and how everyone thought he was the greatest man on earth. People would tell me, especially women, how lucky I was that he married me. He was charming and would say everything that everyone wanted to hear. In public and in front of friends he was smooth and everyone loved him including me.
I accepted the task of taking care of our lives. In our private life nothing ever got done unless I did it. He made big promises and little promises and it didn't matter how important they were they were never kept. He meant it with all his heart when he made them but mostly I think this was instinct a way to smooth things over temporarily and I so wanted to believe him. A skill I think he developed at a young age living in a house with active alcoholism.
My own sickness was my eagerness to take care of everyone and make things run smoothly. I did feel lucky that a guy so popular and that everyone loved would be interested in me. The truth was our life together was one crisis after another. We didn't have the skills to deal with adult problems and he turned to alcohol when he couldn't deal with life. I turned to managing crisis he created it was full time job.
I spent all my time trying to get him to do what he said he would do. To shape him into the person I knew he wanted to be. Really he told me that he wanted to do better and provide for me. When he turned thirty he told me how he was disappointed that he was not further along and couldn't give me the things I deserved. How could you not love a person like this. Of course by then he was on his second affair also a part of alcoholism progression.
This relationship made me complete nuts mostly because I thought I could make a difference. It was obvious that he needed to just do what he promised. It also made nuts that no one could see how what he was doing was ruining our lives. He always said and did the right thing in public and his drinking friends thought I was a controlling bitch. One to me that we didn't belong together.
What does this have to do with work. My co-worker was put in charge or qualifying customers and then passing them on to us. This was a great help at first but over time they have stopped being that interested. They also promised the customer anything and then handed them over to one of us to deliver the reality of our world. Then the past few months I stopped really getting very many leads. They went on vacation and that week I got so many new customers I couldn't keep up.
What really got me going was they started taking on new customers for themselves. In my mind a conflict of interest when they are speaking to everyone that comes in the store. No one has a problem with this except me because they have enough referrals and I am still establishing myself. Also this person comes and goes as they please leaving early, calling regularly and saying their car has broken down and calling in sick. I think they are working on these other jobs.
I thought to myself "why is this making you so crazy?" my answer is that someone is coming between me and my ability to take care of myself. I have turned my happiness over to someone else. The part about them getting away with all the other stuff is related to my past. Everyone loves this person and no matter what they do they can do no wrong. This makes me crazy.
I finally decided to remove the real problem for me. I told them for my shifts I would take the calls and meet the customers and so far business is booming. Only two shifts. What they are doing outside what affects me is none of my business. I don't want to spend anymore time thinking about them or what they are getting away with. This is my past feeling from living with an alcoholic an thinking it was my responsibility to make them do right that takes me straight to crazy.
They are mad at me and as expected turned this around this around to be my problem. They are right is is my problem and I have solved it for myself. When you have lived with a cunning, baffling and powerful disease and recovered you can see things that others can't see. You also have to ability to step back and see where those feelings are coming from. You can't avoid triggers but you can see them for what they are just ghost from the past. I don't have to give into to crazy.