The job I loved, the people I didn't.
by Cate
From the day I started working at the local school distict, I loved it. The job practically landed in my lap. It didn't take long for me to learn to keep to myself, everything I said could and would be used against me. I felt like I was in Jr high again. I've always had a child like heart and give everyone the benefit of the doubt. I have also always wanted people to like me and could never understand why or how people could be so mean. The first couple of years I didn't complain about the mean people to anyone except my husband when I got home. Around my third year, when I finally went to my manager to talk about the "holier-than-thou office gossip" he told me I needed to "grow thicker skin". So naturally, I thought it was my fault. Being sensitive obviously was not a quality. Most of the years I held that position I was told what I did wrong but not praised for what I did right, it was rarely mentioned. I thought maybe I was needy, that I needed more reassurance than others. Since running across the HSP website, it has all made sense, for so many years I thought there was something wrong with me. Now I can put it in a positive light and know that that is my personality. And there is nothing "wrong" with me. I've been gone for a couple of years and still miss the familiarity I had with the position. It's too bad I didn't have this information then, maybe I could have looked at the issues in a different light.
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