It’s interesting how life works. 

Last night I wrte about how much I love my job, and today I am contacted by more than one person from my old job, asking me questions that only I can answer.  And then the icky feeling starts to return…you know, the one of dread to get up in the morning.  Then, I remember–oh yeah, I don’t work there anymore.  And frankly, I can’t change the past, I can’t change the leadership (or lack thereof) of that company.  All I can do is give my current job 1000%.  I have a hand in forming the culture of my current environment.  It’s my job to glean the lessons from my past and move forward. 

I don’t know why moving forward is so difficult this time.  I’ve never left a job that it was so difficult to disconnect from.  Perhaps it’s because I gave my all to that place.  I left a part of me there.  The problem is the part of me that was left behind is going to die because noone was willing to hear what I had to say.  They took my criticism as negativity and pessimism rather than a way to improve what was already going well.

Touche.