To my surprise (and delight) I no longer feel as if I am entering prison every morning as I come in to work, nor do I feel like I'm escaping prison when I leave. It's still not my favorite way to spend eight hours, but I no longer feel oppressed and depressed the entire time. It certainly helps that She-Who-Will-Not-Be-Named no longer has anything to do with my work day. I've seen her maybe four times in the past six months, spoken with her only briefly and about nothing of consequence. When I... read more
