So it happened. The person who made my life a living nightmare for a year and three months was fired yesterday. I received the news by trusted confidant. No one ever wants to celebrate the loss of a job but this person was truly toxic. Toxic at work and to my mental health. I had a hard time accepting I lost my job. Probably because I always wanted to work there and they took that from me. I wasn't surprised I lost it because I didn't fit in and it was made clear I wasn't wanted. I didn't participate in their gossip so they punished me for it and the cost was my 9 year career. Frankly, looking back I wouldn't want to still be there because I was miserable and who wants to be miserable?...but they still took my job and I guess that is what hurts. They not only "took" but they made me feel something I never want to feel again "unworthiness." I hate that they made me feel that way because I know better but yet they made me feel that day in...
One momma's experiences in the City of Angels.