I have been gone 2 weeks today from a job that I had for 10 years. My body is just beginning to unwind from the stress. I feel like I have escaped from a prison and that the guards are going to come and take me back...I am having dreams like that...that I have to return there, against my will. Not to dramatize, but I think I actually have a little "mini PTSD", that's how bad it was.
No good-byes, no "good luck", no "we'll miss you". Nothing. Out of curiousity I checked to see if my voicemail had been turned off and it has not. They are still leaving me personal messages for work assignments, as if I am still working there! (that is how chaotic and impersonal it all is there). What a horrible, horrible place. I really can't let my mind go back there to ponder it all...it is too unpleasant!
Girls, I am SO happy! I cannot find words to express how wonderful it feels to be free to face a better future. For the next few months I plan to rest and dream and plan what I want to do next with my life. Right now I just want to rest, play, read, sleep, and have no agendas! (maybe a little golf!)
I have enough to get by for quite a few months...God has been so good...things have opened up and obstacles have fallen away as all this has happened. I am grateful beyond words.
Just wanted to let you all know that I am finally free and totally content...and amazingly, I am not fearful for my future. I believe it will unfold naturally if I continue to follow my heart...
Thanks...and love to you all for your support!
"wastin' away in Margaritaville...."