learn to live with disappointment?

I would generally like to avoid writing a post when I'm angry, tired, or trying to sort out a problem, but why not?  I'm having a bad night.  Week.  Month.  Whatever.  Someone I trusted at work has humiliated me, and I would never know about it if K hadn't been generous enough to alert me.  The betrayal is just shocking, because I can't believe that after over two years of working together, this person chose such a selfish path.  Not only was I manipulated, but I shouldn't have needed to be handled in this way since I made it clear that I was leaving my job.  I'm coming in on my own time to sort out any details I need to this week, and then it's over.


I want so badly to call this person and demand an explanation, but it's just such a worthless pursuit.  An apology would be unsatisfactory; I doubt any sincerity.


This isn't really the topic I had hoped to write about today, but it's all I've got right now.  I'm just worn out, and I would like to fast forward to Friday and to a good weekend at home.


We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.


True, unfortunately.  Wtf.