Belittlement

Well, Shit!

Everyone told me but I didn't listen. I didn't see it. I trusted what was said- repeatedly. My fault! I know better- I've been around.

No one person has the right to make you feel small for their shortcomings. I don't allow it with friends- hence

estrangement. I don't allow it with family- again, estrangement. and Now- professionally. Believe it or not- this is harder.

You can't just tell your income to fuck off, right? Now when your family's favorite loaf of bread costs $6.49. So we sit there and we take the onslaught. We ruin our personal lives and our health for someone else's bank account, glory.

But, I kind of did it anyway. Life is too short for you to sit there and be belittled by an employer who doesn't deserve you anyway. I am suffering consequences. It's painful in ways that other estrangements are not- probably because its 70% of your life. And when you care, and you are passionate- it hurts- a lot.

Is there another "worthy" company of my caring and passion? Maybe. Probably.

They aren't likely to find me in the sea of CVs and bots.

If they do, they will likely be turned off by my white hair and the fact that I don't give a fuck about bureaucracy. I am exceptional. I am trustworthy. I am diligent. I just not going to kiss your ass or lie for you.

Sorry that doesn't work for you- oh wait- no I'm not.