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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...i...