An Open Letter

Dear Lola B,

I finally understand what you have been telling me all those years. I finally understand how you must have felt, how some of  our colleagues pushed you to become distant, and how some of them made you feel every single day for more than 10 years.

Believe me, I understand.

However Lola B, I am not going to let some of them do the same thing to me. You will be proud when I tell you that I am learning to fight for myself. While it would be nice to have you around to listen to me and my rants, I have learned not to take bullshit from most of them. I have learned not to care up to a certain extent. 

I have learned not to let some of them make me feel any less than they, nor they superior to me, for I know that I am more capable than most of them. It's just that, as you always tell me, people like us never get noticed for our efforts, considering that we have sacrificed more than most of them. (And isn't it funny how some of them act so high and mighty over us when our bosses do not even treat us that way). 

Oh by the way, at least 25% of some of them are reading this blog and I will be crucified for this. But this is my blog.

I have never adjusted to be liked. I stopped trying for them to like me. At the end of the day, I end up doing more things than most of them anyway, be it just a supporting role, so that most of them can be recognized for that. I would rather be hated for being me than be loved for being someone I'm not.

It is just a pity that after almost 13 years, some of our colleagues do not see people like us for our true worth. I am not sure if our bosses do, but that is a different story. I don't want to spend another two years or so waving at the background of some chorus line. It's not that I am giving up, but you said so, I am intelligent, and I will figure it out when the time comes.

I have already figured it out.....


Choi