I doesn’t take years to figure out what went wrong here. Indeed, no perfect places. People are loosing courage to speak up the truth because when the truth is bitter, you may loose your job. And for some people, loosing job is loosing identity.
Yesterday though, I managed to tell and present something to the top. Somehow I feel disappointed with the answer, though it seems so sweet on the surface, but deep inside covered beneath it, something bitter hidden. And now, I decide to reopen my cv, modify it with recent information and intend to spread it again, haha.
I don’t want to loose my will to speak up what goes wrong. But through time, it seems that my words slowly become echoes.
I feel disappointed. Is it only a feeling driven by emotional prejudice? Or my brain finally knew that the whole things become make sense?
