Okay, I am going to try and explain why I think Letby’s messages to her colleagues were off.
She starts off saying how awful work has been. How the deaths have really hit her now she has been off work a few days. As soon as the colleague offers a realistic solution such as the counsellor Letby shuts it down immediately. She doesn't want to hear about the steps she needs to take to deal with her issues, she just wants her colleague to be sorry for her. When her colleague asks her the very reasonable question of WHY she won't go to a counsellor if its affecting her as bad as she's making out to be Letby quickly plays victim and goes "I can’t talk about it, I can't stop crying".
To me that is incredibly manipulative and also totally not true because she brought all of this up with her colleague. She just didn't get the answer she was looking for from her colleague.
When her colleague makes the next perfectly reasonable suggestion of taking time off Letby once again goes full victim and martyr by saying no "work is always my priority" and says she hasn't been crying about it until today.
To me that is, again totally manipulative, once she realised she wasn't getting any more sympathy from her colleague she totally back tracks and makes out likes it's not an issue.
I find it interesting also that she sends this message after she's been off a few days, is she bored at home, is she missing the drama and these texts are just her way of looking for attention but they didn't go to plan and her colleague told her straight what she needs to do rather than pander to her?
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she’s definitely a narc, you’ve explained it perfectly.
I’ve voted 'unsure' this time purely from reading the tweets from merseyhack. It seems this mother was severely let down with her birth and her instincts were spot on that her baby should have been delivered earlier and she was unwell.
I don’t care whether LL was at work or not, there’s reasonable doubt for me with Baby D.
Another thought occurred to me In that we can either believe the unit was failing or that there is a serial killer at work in the unit, but the chances of both must be incredibly slim.
From what we are reading it’s obvious the unit had crap care so…?
My birth was ok in terms of care. I didn’t get the water birth I wanted and I pushed longer than I should have. My ears were ringing the next day and I have tinnitus, menieres and hyperacusis now, all stemming from then on. I think from pushing too long but that’s another story.
the worst bit for me was being on the ward afterwards. there just wasn’t enough nurses, especially at night. I was warned by a friend about one of the night nurses who was a cowbag, and sure enough I got her
my son was jaundiced and on one of those light beds, one night that nurse bullied me all night. Ordering me to breastfeed, pushing my sons face into my boob so his nose was covered and he couldn’t breathe. When I got on the bed she freaked out because I put my slippered feet on the bed and went on and on about ‘contamination'. then she claimed as I was 'starving' my son. About 5am I broke down and told her I was calling my husband to come and get me. She snapped he wouldn’t get in so I snapped back ‘I’ll let him in the fucking fire escape'

well she went off and another young nurse looked after me from then on encouraging me to put a complaint in about her because this nurse was bullying all the younger nurses too.
In the end I didn’t need to as such, when the day nurses arrived they took one look at my swollen face from crying all night and there was a right to do. The head of somewhere came down apologising profusely to me, the bullying nurse got a warning and had to go on another breastfeeding course as well as some other sanction I can’t remember. But the damage was done. I stopped breastfeeding because I didn’t have the confidence anymore and just wanted to get out of there.
I remember being desperate from my hubby to arrive to sort everything out because I was exhausted and wanted to go home. I’d called him and told him what went on and when he came literally running round the bed I felt happier until he got to me and said 'Have you seen the news? STEVE IRWIN'S DEAD….. DEAD!!!!! KILLED BY A STINGRAY'!!'
Fucking husband of mine. I’ve never let him forget it.