Write about: the trajectory.
Had some time to rest and catch up on comments this morning before taking over with the kids for the afternoon. Natalie came over to play with Max (and Miles) for a bit, which was a nice break for me as well.
Got the boys for most of the day tomorrow, so I best get some sleep.
I was a rising star in this company, once. They said I seemed destined for the top and I believed them. Why wouldn't I? They already held the riches and power I desired. Their wisdom came from experience and lives of luxury.
So I sacrificed. I put in the extra hours, I skipped holidays and birthdays and weekends. Gave up friends who were more distraction than motivation. It would all be worth it in the end - that's what I kept telling myself. Every morning and every night.
But then something... happened. Things took a turn. I'm not sure when, exactly. I have no idea how. But suddenly I was no longer the favored son. I was not the heir apparent. Doors no longer opened at my approach.
Sometimes... sometimes they were slammed shut.
I do not understand the how or the why or the when. But I do know the who.
He's getting the special treatment now. They're grooming him, stroking his ego. Telling him the same lies they told me.
Because he is the new me.
I wonder if there was a me before me, as it were. That seems rather likely, now that I think about it. I wonder what became of him? Or her, I suppose. Doesn't seem likely in this company, but I guess you can never be too sure of anything around here.
I've learned that lesson, all right.
Just a bit too late in the game to do anything about it.
... or is it?