Leading with a Limp
/The email popped up between meetings. I looked at the screen and began to read what one person thought about me in the most unpleasant terms. I put my phone down, and the weight of those words washed over me.
What was written in the email was a personal attack. It was an opinion (albeit unpleasant), and that’s all. I knew the harsh accusations weren’t true. But they hurt anyway. I picked up my phone and reread the email. I know, that was a mistake.
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