שפכי כמים ליבך

I am me. I have flaws. I own up to my mistakes. I know exactly what I like and want. Most of the time. When I don't, it's because I haven't taken the time to word it in my head.

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Monday, February 21, 2005

Closure

No meeting with Halevi, you guys. (the man"kal of Shaarei Tsedek) I met with my superior on Thursday and she gave me the best excuse she could offer. Her most honest one, I might add. It turns out that it had nothing to do with my mental health at all. :o Turns out I'm too sensitive for the abuse, the glares, and the rudeness staff members in the miyun give and receive and therefore it was in my best interest to be elsewhere. After that there was no point in meeting with Halevi. I got the honest answer I was looking for, and a bit surprised that I got it to. Although, it did take an overseas call from Papa and midnight but we'll overlook that. The meeting with my superior gave closure to the whole story but did not heal the wounds it caused. I suppose only time will and maybe not even. But they will never admit they did anything wrong. An honest answer was the best I could hope for and that's what I got. Now I just have to let the dust settle.

1 Comments:

Blogger Lela Harbinger said...

congrats

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