A letter
Dear Sir,
This letter holds whatever I haven't been able to put into spoken words for my intentions have often been questioned, my motives have been dwelled upon, but to no avail, to either you or those above you. Let me make it so very clear, I could never think ill of the place where I work, nor of its assets or possessions and let alone, the people, for they gave me what you or those above you have never been able to provide, that little satisfaction of a smile that you're doing a good job.
I've been warned, feedback hasn't been strong, but they all say the same thing, he doesn't show, he doesn't come in the lime light, he doesn't present, wouldn't you rather think of it from a little different angle perhaps. Why wouldn't I want to be more open about myself, it isn't because I don't want to, yes partly it is because of that, but mostly the reason lies in the way you people behave, your attitudes, your approach towards dealing with those below you.
Never before have I been this broken, still let me clarify I'm not one of those who would lose all hope and let things be on their own, but there's a limit to the bullshit a person can take, which is a little higher for a good person I've been told, but all the limits are slowly being crossed now, it seems to be all part of a conspiracy or some bigger plan, that we are not yet aware of. Who knows, no idea, not could I even care less about it.
A part and parcel of life perhaps, these words will probably never see light of your day, but putting it into words, into writing, this letter of intent, has helped in making me feel a little bit better about myself.
Yours sincerely,
DG