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.