Losing My Religion

My trusted advisors and closest friends have been working overtime. I have been debating a change that was not easy to make. Whenever you have to decide to leave good people behind to find your way, the sense of loss takes the edge off the euphoria of a new gig. They saw something missing. In the past, I had finally learned the importance of choosing to believe in your employer and advocate for them. It makes things much easier for you and your coworkers. Then there was the restructure. The feeling of opportunity and relationship went out the door. The aftermath of the restructure and last minute placement sucked the advocate out. The promotion of a previously defined equal competitor without the actual consideration of the remaining local talent became another thought challenge. It pays the bills and the effort is the same. The results are draining rather than energizing. How could a company let this happen? This was a big operation and there were bound to be casualties. As the walking wounded, the decision to move on to a new program was tough. The final ruling of the advisors was that I had lost my religion. No faith in the company, no faith in the opportunity, no faith in the leadership. Time to go. There is a new evangelism to pursue.