Losing Game

Love is certainly a losing game, but as is true with any (game), practice makes perfect. I'm going through a pretty tough break up right now, and it reminds me of the "break up" that happens when I have to turn down a candidate. It's a very similar disappointment that must be handled with finesse but a certain lack of compassion. This time I'm on the receiving end, and it aint pretty. I feel as though I've lost my air and I'm gasping for last words. I can look at this as a candidate instead of the ex, and know that I have to keep interviewing to find the position that's right for me; the job that I look forward to waking up and going to everyday, where I can be myself, there's room for growth, a great benefits package (wink wink!), and where my work is appreciated and my voice is heard. It's difficult to believe that I was underqualified or wasn't performing, but I rarely received feedback so it's impossible to know the truth. Funny part is that it doesn't really matter what the truth is. You just have to move on with no regard. Well I've been obsessively listening to this Amy Winehouse song and just had to share...(and yes I'm always this dramatic!)