Today was the day dedicated to the exit preparation, to cleaning the desk and to farewell drink. As I was emptying the drawers I realized that the feeling of losing a piece of me, to not "belong" anymore is strong. Then luckily my rational part took over, shouting at me that I had not belonged there for a hell of a long time and moreover, fuck, it's just a job.The farewell drink was peppered with words of praise which I like to think aren't just circumstantial, gifts made from the heart and thus all the more precious, and some unregretted coworkers absences. I have always cherished more the appreciation of my team than my bosses' one, and perhaps that's also why I am in this situation, but that's okay.
I wrote a nice goodbye email, I'm still patting my back for it. Several answers arrived which made me realize at least I left something to somebody. It 'important and it makes me go away more serene.
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