When I worked on the graphic design industry I was constantly oppressed and held back from reaching any potential. I was the only female in the office and I was treated like absolute shit.

I would cry most nights when I got home to work. I was constantly told that my skills weren't up to standard and that I'm a nuesance. I really believed that I couldn't amount to much and that I would never succeed with my passion.

There were so many degoratory remarks and I was belittled every single day.

Well today, I say f*ck you.

Today reaches the 6th month since I walked out of that dreadful place. Today reached the 6th month that I took a leap of faith and decided to go solo with my graphic design.

Today I can say I earn much more than I ever did at that shit hole.

I'm still learning, but my work is seen all around the world. I am much more than what asshole ever gave me credit for.

My Petty ass followed his Instagram account that has 300 followers to passively let him know that I'm flourishing without them.

Workplace bullying is real. So many people go home crying from work every day.

Does anyone else have any workplace stories? Any big f*ck you moments of glory? Please tell me!