Today marks four months.

I realize I'm jumping into the middle of the story here and there aren't many who will know how this fits into the bigger picture (yet), but exactly four months ago I was released from the job/career I held for just over 11 years. My departure wasn't under good terms and the emotional wounds and scars from the whole ordeal still feel fresh and painful. I feel like I'm still wandering in what feels like professional no-man's land. I feel lost, useless, and utterly unequipped to deal with what life throws at me. But, to put a more positive spin on it - I have come through four months and I am still alive. That is an accomplishment.