All of a sudden my perspective changed again. I started to think about ways to make my exit. Even though I had been showing up everyday and fighting the good fight, I was done. Even me being there was too much support for a company being led in a way I didn’t agree with. I continued to do what I had been doing for the last three years and show up to work with courage, but I was done.
The truth is, I lost you anyway.
It’s been two months since I’ve been off work. I quit my job, leaving the company with the pandering boss and floundering culture.
In case you are interested, there is a part one to this story. Find it here.
Last week, Monday February 26, I was diagnosed with Strong Woman Syndrome. My face remained expressionless and then I blinked my eyes as I stared in to the eyes of my diagnoser. I thought to myself, "Is that even a real thing? I have to Google that and see what that is exactly." And then I smugly thought to myself, "I’ll take that as a compliment.” I hope he didn’t mistake me blinking my eyes as batting my eyelashes, eww.