It's been a year since I was asked to leave my first home away from home. The place I poured 7 years of my life to growing - sacrificing days and nights, birthdays, marriage and maternity and family time.
I was silent about the details while I struggled to gather my thoughts. Fluctuating between denial, anger, sadness and acceptance. Questioning why things went down this way and if I should have saw it coming. Learning again to trust but hopefully also knowing with wide open eyes what risk trust brings about.
My biggest regret was probably disappointing all those who I know gave their all to the cause. Who like me sacrificed more that one would for just a job. Who was burnt just like me when the carpet was pulled from under them. Who may never again enjoy the high that climbing and building climbing did for them. Who saw greed and selfishness undo what was built. Who mourne for what the industry could be when people were motivated to push standards but instead whine about their limitations or even worse... just not give a damn about anything other than themselves.
Oh what an age it could have been.
Alas, we are none.
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