peopleskills

Being back here is surreal. Somehow I got stuck doing one of the three things I said I'd die before I did again. I guess it's not so bad, being that I have lifelong friends that are still here, but the weight of what has happened is only now sinking in. It's easy to look in the mirror and feel ok with this ugly chain of events, but ultimately my perspective on these events is tainted by the emotion I feel rather than the practical unfolding of events. I gave my every ounce of energy and dedication for 4 long years, taking the coaching and praise and criticism with a smile every step of the way. Being my own person, not sucking up, and speaking my mind when a bad idea hits the floor were my undoing. Fuck you, GC. I'm still a human being, with integrity. Too bad the powers that be forgot what that word meant.

I still, though, feel I'm in a better mental place than I have been in a long time. When I get done unpacking today, a new start awaits. Or so it seems. It might just be the same damned trap we all live every day. But I don't think so.