I am so happy to be gone that I feel like I won the lottery. I remember when I first came to this company and got my first taste of what life at Lilly was really like. I thought, "Lord help me, what have I gotten myself into." But since I was not willing to admit that I had made a mistake by taking this job, I put my head down, dug in, and just did my best to make it work. It was like being a dedicated spouse married to an abusive, alcoholic, bipolar spouse (who doesn't make much money, besides).
After years of washing down Cymbalta with a lot of vodka-laced corporate Kool-Aid, I was able to numb the pain somewhat. When I was let go, I realized how much of myself I had lost all because I didn't want to have an inconsistent employment record. I swear, I could "make the best" of anything after that experience. But I will never try that hard to please a company so undeserving ever again. Next time I will admit defeat and get out with my soul and my sanity.