Some time around new years, a wise friend said to me very gently, “Just because someone thinks something about you, it doesn’t mean it’s true.”

Believe it or not, this sort of stunned me—the truth of it, and the fact that I realized in that moment that I didn’t really believe it. It struck me long before this work thing erupted that this might be a good maxim to keep in mind and try to believe. It turns out the nasty situation with the coworker is a great opportunity to practice that, and really, for the most part, I’m there. I’m not ruined, it just feels icky to go to work where someone has been so openly mean, and where I cried in front of her (and my tough, savvy boss) like a miserable little girl. I imagine that someday even that will wane.

Thank you for your sympathy, all. I’m glad to have the internet on my side.

In good news, I am taking a wonderful, wonderful (wonderful!) poetry class from a brilliant woman and have just written something really odd about the zoo. Or am in the middle of writing it, anyway.

Next time, something light and happy, I promise. There’s really a lot of good going on, despite the last couple of woeful posts.


2 thoughts on “Freedom

  1. Yes – & it occurs to me that part of why an experience like this is so shocking to one’s system is it’s rarity, which is just to say that there’s no reason to think you can’t go a very, very long time without having to deal with such nastiness again.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s