Unexpected turn

19 Aug

I knew changes were coming. There had been talk since April and even conversations which lead me to believe my voice mattered. The end result is not what I hoped for.

Or is it?

I wanted a change. A new position to feel challenged again. I wanted to grow in a new direction. I got that. I wanted to move closer to my career goal and I am.

What I did not want was to move physically to a new space. I like where I am and who I am with. It saddens me to think about moving.

What bothers me most is the reason for the move. To be micro managed. One person wants control and she worked her manipulative skills to end up with exactly what she wants. I detest that.

I am trying to know what my lesson is in this time of change. I embrace change, however this time part of it is tearing at me.

I need to ask and listen for the answer to feel settled.

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