Glimmers & glaring atrocities
A wise man once said, “every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end”, and today, I can say this is true. After eight long years, several jokes about quitting and several non-jokes about quitting, my time in Corporate America (for now) has come to an end. While the “ tech-ening ” got many in the spring, and summer, I was laid off this fall. Please know, I am neither bitter nor upset, more than anything I feel a sense of relief. Throughout my eight years in this space, I felt repressed and unable to be my fully authentic self. At all times, some part of me was hidden from view for fear of continued persecution and bullying from those put in a position to help me grow within my career and help me to succeed in a space already difficult for a female to navigate. At times, I felt ashamed, at times angered. Most of all, I felt fear of retaliation from those put in a position of power … a position to “help”. For a small time, I felt abandoned. Today, ...