Hostile Takeover

At the beginning of the month, I was informed that my department would be taken over and moved to another area.  I was asked to work from home and to work on a special project during the transition.  (Yes, there is more to this story, but unfortunately I can't get into all of the details...)

After a month of bobbing around waiting for answers and clarity, I finally got answers to many questions and resigned my position; agreeing to work as a consultant for a special project for the next several months.

I held my head high, but was secretly falling apart.  Many people may not realize how important my job has been in my world and how much I put into it.  I literally gave myself to the position and was hoping it would flourish and grow into something successful that I created. Others clearly didn't have this same vision.  (The history here is that I was hired by the Chief Financial Officer/VP of Administration and worked for the Dean of Students.  Then my office was moved and shortly after that, my department was shifted to work under the CFO/VP, except he resigned and I would actually be working for the new person.  Let's just say that the new CFO/VP never understood my job, my responsibilities or the effort that went into accomplishing my goals.  So the administration decided to make another move and shift my department under the VP of Development; only I wasn't going with the department.)

I focused on working out the specifics of my new duties (and of course, started looking for another job).  I learned from quite a few of my colleagues and friends that there were a lot of rumors going around about me.  Once I heard what the rumors were, and was able to piece it all together, I understood that my friends had stabbed me in the back.  A small group of them were a part of this melodrama that had become my life for the past month.  I can't even describe the depth of emotions that surged through me... considering I had no idea that there were problems between us or that they were acting so maliciously behind my back.