In my previous journal entry I mentioned that there were going to be lay-offs at my job this week. I thought they would be today (Friday), but they were actually Wednesday. It was a horrible, stressful, depressing day and ranked up there as one of my worst days ever, right under getting cancer and being dumped. And I wasn't even laid off - I was one of the "lucky" ones that got to keep their job. But 117 other people weren't so lucky, including my best friend and my boss. I lost four people in my immediate department and, two days later, I still can't stop tearing up when I look at their empty desks. Today I have to clean up my friend's work area and go through his files and desk drawers - I am not looking forward to it.
grateful to still have my job, but right now it's hard to feel that under all the sadness and frustration. I have worked here five years and absolutely love my job and the people I work with, but now the family has been broken up and I really don't know where we're going to go from here.
I know I'll feel better about this in a couple of weeks, but it going to be a long road to put all the pieces back together.