So, today is my official last day at Fuze. The manner of my departure mirrors my arrival…underscoring that it isn’t the company for me. This forum is public, so I won’t say much more than the writing was on the wall from day one, and I have learned that cultural fit is way, way important.
A feeling has been creeping up on me all week…a feeling that has been a stranger to me over the past few years. And it actually took me until this morning to recognize and name the feeling — I’m happy. It’s been way too long since happy was the only emotion rolling around in my brain.
I’ve been looking back over some of my blog posts and thinking that I sound like a tortured soul at times. I am certainly plagued by self-doubt, although I know I’m not alone in this emotion. It’s part of the human condition to question ourselves and to demand the best in ourselves and others. I am certainly guilty of both, and I’m sure I’ll continue to be.
But, as I unwind from the incredible roller coaster ride of the past three years, I want to add another note to the symphony of communication and expression. Happy.
When I unwind, slow down, and relax…I can be happy. I also realize that I have so much to be grateful for — supportive friends, a thoughtful boyfriend, a comfortable home, reasonably good health, and my trusty road bike sidekick.
Let’s add grateful to the happy. And that’s more than enough emotions for the time being.