Everybody Hurts

Sometimes I think that God hates me:(.
I have had a really yucky past couple weeks. Nothing seems to go my way. I have been sick, and I can't stop coughing. People keep dying. The amount of friends that want to hang out with me keeps decreasing (but the quality of people who still want to be my friends makes it worth it), and apparently at my work today, they had a meeting about how awful I am at my job. I took today off since I am working Saturday, and some of the other managers saw this as a great opportunity to stab me in the back. The dining room manager has it out for me because she wants my job and the head boss doesn't like me because I am so young. So today, they just ripped into me saying that I don't do enough activities out on the floor and in the cottage. The girl that I share my office with informed me off all that happened and that she was trying to stand up for me, but nobody paid attention. There were a couple more that were trying to inform them that we do as much as humanly possible, but the others didn't listen. It just makes me mad that people who have never even bothered to see what I do try to criticize it. And to top it off, it was behind my back. If they wanted to make a difference they wouldn't have waited to talk about it on a day that I wasn't there, they would have brought it up in a constructive manner. I cried for a good couple hours after I heard about it. I have been busting my butt trying to do the best I can. I hardly have time to do the stuff I am supposed to do like paper work and making the newsletter because I am always doing activities. And my assistants are so good. They are always trying to make people happy. And the residents are very happy. That is what really matters. I just wish that people would shut their mouths when they don't know what they are talking about. They should all come and try to do my job for a while and maybe they will realize that it is not as easy as they think.