| W.A.R. ( @ 2009-02-11 16:42:00 |
| Current music: | The Presents - Beams |
The End

What do you do when the only voice telling you, you're a winner, is your own? When all around you, you hear it in stereo that you're a failure at everything you ever tried and everything you ever will strive for. I don't know what to believe anymore. I can't even hear God's voice anymore.
They called me today to say that I've been terminated due to a CER Violation.
Which, put in Layman's Terms can be one of multiple things, but usually to do with cleanliness. I'm OCD as many of you know when it comes to hygiene, so how this befelled me is out of my hands, out of my grasp of comprehension. I have eczema for one, a chronic dry skin disease that ironically enough I contracted from working at Abbott two years ago.
I have a feeling it is what was my downfall. About a month or so ago my supervisor advised me against scratching, and from then on I had kept a close eye on myself to keep from it. This is all I can think of...
They've asked me to turn in my badge and parking pass tomorrow and if they bother they might even have the mercy to give me a follow-up on why I'm such a fuck-up.
It's over. I spent two years with my face in the mud trying to climb my way back to the top, back to the job I loved, the people I loved, the position at which I felt at complete zen.
It wasn't even about the money.
And I know how bullshit that is. But this is different. Abbott is different.
I was helping people. I was saving lives. We're reminded of that daily and it gave me such pride, such joy that I wasn't some joe-smoe at a burger joint. I was making a difference in peoples' lives every day by just coming into work. It meant something. It had impact. I cared so much about what I was doing to the point that I didn't mind that all I ever slept, ate, and breathed was work. How tired or sick I was didn't matter, I would be there.
But I fucked up.
I've never felt so low. And I know they say once you hit rock bottom the only way is up. But that proverb has never sounded like such utter bullshit than right now.
I don't have any hope, even as my aunt, who works in the Zevo building of Abbott and is a R & D Technician, is emailing me right now trying to get as much information on the situation as she can. I just don't see any way out of this. Two years ago I didn't have any way out. And that was when Abbott was Guidant. When they were more lenient and graced me with a full year before terminating me.
God.
How long has it only been...?
Was it November? November 11th? That date sticks out for me.
Not even 3 months.
3 months.
I screwed up in 3 months.
I don't know what I'm going to do.
For here on out though. I'm canceling any plans I had for this year. ALL.
GONE.
Anyone I'm disappointing, well. Sorry, but I'm not going to be around anymore. My priorities are elsewhere.
This is the end.