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Worst Week Ever




I've never been fired or "let go" because I was too talented, too good, too smart for the job...that is until recently...

I've never experienced such confusion ever in my life..until now...and for the first time ever I do not know what to do...

I allowed the ideas, thoughts, creativity of others to open up all the ideas, thoughts, and creativity I've been holding in for quite sometime..I placed my trust in them, I showed them the real me...and all I got out of it was hurt...hurt because instead allowing me to put my ideas to use and work...they stole them and had others carry them out...I feel so hurt..hurt when the old me would feel anger...a searing pain that I know will take time to recover from...When?

So many ideas I had, so many things I put together..I thought we were a natural fit, a match made in heaven...turns out...My ideas were but I wasn't...I could have made this company an untouchable, incomparable, internationally recognized winner...instead...I'm on the sidelines playbook in hand...the loser...

I fucked up..and I recognize how...I fucked up by falling in love with vision and the possibilities of the distant future, failing to recognize that the roadblocks along the path were laced with C4...*BOOM* in an instant the future is gone and I find myself ears ringing, eyes bleeding scrambling to keep my wits...

So stupid...so stupid I am...I cared more about the opportunities that I thought existed than I did about the money...Maybe I should have just held everything in, maybe I should have just played the assigned role...But for what? For how long?

Maybe if I had...I would still doing something rather than sitting here not doing a damn thing...

For it seems I have failed and fallen once again...But that's cool..I have learned the lesson(s) and am already moving forward on fresh new path.

#WORSTWEEKEVER
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