Things left unfinished...
Every once in a while I like to give some insight into what goes through my head on a day-to-day basis. Though I still doubt that I have a large audience (yet), I plan to continue updating this thing.
And now, to my post.
Ever since I quit my job and training at the martial arts studio (and yes, I am still into TKD, I just found a different place), I have had bouts of uncertainty and sadness over the whole issue. In the past, I have misperceived things, and I have also sent the wrong signals as well. It still saddens me, though, to think the whole situation had to end that way. I have to wonder if I did the right thing. And while I will not go into the whole big, drawn-out story, I think many can sympathize with me.
I left that place having invested hundreds or thousands of hours there both as a student and an employee. For quite a while I depended on that place for my social life. I had so many friends there...I hope. I still wonder why nobody stuck up for me, as I would have done for them. I wonder if it would have been the right thing, though, if somebody had.
Things like this circulate my mind in a somewhat obsessive way. Granted, every waking minute is not spent on this trivial matter, but it still bothers me.
So, what would have happened if I had stayed there? Would things have gotten better? Would they have gotten worse? Would I have eventually ended up in the hospital again? Who can say...
And now, to my post.
Ever since I quit my job and training at the martial arts studio (and yes, I am still into TKD, I just found a different place), I have had bouts of uncertainty and sadness over the whole issue. In the past, I have misperceived things, and I have also sent the wrong signals as well. It still saddens me, though, to think the whole situation had to end that way. I have to wonder if I did the right thing. And while I will not go into the whole big, drawn-out story, I think many can sympathize with me.
I left that place having invested hundreds or thousands of hours there both as a student and an employee. For quite a while I depended on that place for my social life. I had so many friends there...I hope. I still wonder why nobody stuck up for me, as I would have done for them. I wonder if it would have been the right thing, though, if somebody had.
Things like this circulate my mind in a somewhat obsessive way. Granted, every waking minute is not spent on this trivial matter, but it still bothers me.
So, what would have happened if I had stayed there? Would things have gotten better? Would they have gotten worse? Would I have eventually ended up in the hospital again? Who can say...