After the dog park today, I decided to drive by the last building I worked in when I worked at G. As I drove down the road and saw the campus becoming closer, I started having some feelings crop up. I wasn't sure what my reaction would be. I was angry, but also very sad. A tear started welling up in my left eye when I got to it, but I went to the end of the road and turned around. As I drove the other direction, back towards home, I just thought wow, I am SO glad I never have to go back into that building again.
It's obvious there is a lot of pain left and getting a new job doesn't automatically erase all of that. In fact, working has brought up a lot of stuff for me. But in time, as I settle into the new job and everything, it will help erase the scars that I obtained at G.; scars that I desperately want to get rid of.