a. I don't even have a licence (nor is everyone required to drive the machines when hired.) to drive those machines. He wanted me to do something I was not even allowed to do unless watched/supervised, I probably should have stated that earlier. Also; someone else on my shift has to take the same medication and he doesn't bother her about it.

b. There's another bad-legged person on my shift, who's in worse condition, leg wise, then I am. And there's someone else who is in a wheel chair. Lifting things is not the problem, it's the act of getting back up after kneeling.

c. While, yeah. I may not me mentally capable of handling a job outside of working where I'm around a small handful of people. I'm too bloody stubborn to ever go on disability for my ptsd. It's also not even offered in my state.. So.. it's either work or not eat and lose my car and not have a roof over my head.

Trying not to sound harsh, too, but I felt the need to state my views on why I worried/though he was singling me out. My manager doesn't give me crap for my weaknesses, however he (not my boss/manager, he's a supervisor) did.

I'm also used to people giving me bull in the work place. Hence why I'm working over-nights, with a small group of people. And it's kind of funny, in a sad way, that while people continue to hurt my feelings. It's no longer sadness or the crying I used to feel rising up- where I needed to run away with my tail between my legs and cry in solitude. It's this relentless hate and anger.