You know what pisses me off?
When someone doesn't do what they are supposed to do, and you are direct with them about their shortcomings in an attempt to remedy the problem, and then they get angry at you and react poorly to what you're trying to address in an honest and forthright manner. . .and then YOU are told that the two of you have a "personality conflict." Where is the "personality conflict" when you've simply expressed dissatisfaction and tried to remedy a problem in a very direct way? Why is being open and honest MY problem, when it's not done in a disrespectful way, and the other person simply cannot handle criticism of any kind? Why is it a "personality conflict" when someone is unpleasant, and becomes inappropriately aggressive and rude when confronted about something that it is imperative they be called on? Why can't mature adults deal with problems in a constructive way?
I have long fought for what I believe in, even when it was hard, if it was the right thing to do. I'm just so tired of fighting, I'm tired of standing up and being the lone voice in the crowd, I'm tired of swimming upstream. I'm just plain old tired. I've decided that it doesn't have to be me that fights any more. I don't have to try to save the day. It's okay to take the easy way out, and let whoever is left behind suffer the consequences. Isn't it? Even when I know there are people out there who aren't as strong as I am, who may not even have a voice? There is in fact a very easy way to avoid "personality conflicts" in the future. I can keep my mouth shut, and use my feet instead. I don't HAVE to be surrounded by unhappy, dysfunctional, lazy people. They are not my problem, and I can choose to leave them behind. So why is that so hard for me to do? Why can't I just walk away and let it be someone else's problem?
I tried to remedy a pervasive problem. I tried to be the voice that wasn't afraid to tell the truth. I failed to fix that problem this week (and last week), but at least I tried. I don't think I can make that mistake again. Someone else can pick up the pieces when the ball gets dropped again and smashes into a billion pieces. I won't be there to see it fall.
I'm so tired of trying so hard, and being utterly unappreciated.