Shifting to this new job has been emancipating. I feel like I belong in this group and they value what I have to give. This sense of worth has kept me in this organization. I don’t feel as anxious about being here.
Now that the anger has subsided, what next? I had found that hatred had been my fuel for much of the last year. With that gone, I’m strangely empty. It’s as if your greatest nemesis has decided that you are the bigger and better person, leaving you sole possession of the field.
This is a good thing, I’m sure.