Some bad things happened today.

Mr. Johnson,
I want to thank you for being so understanding when my supervisor, Jason Niblack, brought me to your office this evening. I just want you to know that you LITERALLY saved my life. Thank you.

I truly appreciate the fact that you seem genuinely concerned about my welfare. I was starting to think management did not care at all about their employees. I know there are programs in place (EAP, STD, etc) to help employees but after speaking with Jason I gathered that those programs were in place to make employees think they could get help when needed, but when they actually need the help and try to get it they risk losing their job.

I am not trying to get Jason in trouble in any way, but I feel that he triggered my panic attack. I have sat down and talked to him on four prior occasions; he is well aware of my condition and the predicament I am in. I feel like he does not care one way or the other. I am quite certain that he has never encountered a mentally ill person before I was put on his team. If he had been then he would have known that the way he was presenting himself and the way he was phrasing things made the situation seem completely hopeless and that I was damned either way, which made the situation escalate.

On this day..