It is quite perplexing in this day and age to hear of someone standing up and saying “I was bullied” in a professional environment. Bullying is for children, non? Then how is it that I have been attacked and bullied by adults at the ripe age of late 20s to mid 30s? Do some of us really never grow up? It seems so!
What I found interesting about the French culture is the breadth of their language and the many ways in which it allows them to express themselves, yet they continue to fail at communication. They're too afraid to be direct so instead they gang up and conspire against others. It’s cowardice. The fear of appearing emotional. Pure narcissism. Their hearts are filled with pride. I feel sorry for them.
I am sorry to say that my MBA had one too many losers and overnight I became public enemy number 1. I was taking up space on their minds so I didn't care too much. It was like having my own fan club. I chose to rise above it and I left behind this toxicity and moved on with my life but even after one year, these individuals followed me with their hatred when they conspired against me and then came to passive aggressively attack me in front of my entire MBA cohort of 100 people. I knew exactly what was going on. I was being psychologically abused and not given a fair chance to fight back. These cowards wanted me to submit and internalize the shame. And one of them was too proud to be a part of this lowly behaviour, so he put on a mask and did it anyways. Such an honourable man, wouldn’t you say?
After a year of being bullied and backstabbed and not given a clear target to attack, finally my enemies revealed themselves, so I went to war. Bullies are insatiable cowards, there is no point negotiating with them, so I fought fire with fire. I am a woman in a position of power so I was being tested by a bunch of insecure men, if you can even call them men, who are most likely taking orders from a jealous woman behind the scenes. These corrupt hypocrites abused my trust so I vowed to burn them all to the ground and burn them I did. You dare to insult my honour and my intelligence? Then I hope you’re prepared to pay the price. Nobody plays me!
They thought they were more cunning than me but I am more crafty than them. I had fun throwing an Instagram revolution shaming them in every sense of the word. Though, I only told the truth. I didn’t say anything more. I described them to themselves and 700 other people exactly as they are, in case they didn’t already realize it. The reaction I received from everyone was violent opposition. I had flying monkeys coming at me from every corner instilling doubt in my mind about what I know and feel is the right thing. They all shamed me for speaking out, told me I was imagining it all, and made fun of me. I knew my fight was righteous because of how much opposition I had. I kept on fighting and kept on burning the corruption of this toxic group of people.
My strategy was divide and conquer. I sent a call to the class letting them know that I will be in touch with the student union to get on a campaign to fight against bullying at our business school and I stayed true to my word. I contacted the student union and the school also to let them know that these toxic behaviours have no place in our business school but I am so kind, my heart wouldn’t let me rat them out. Or maybe I just wanted to protect my integrity. I have pride, I'm not the type who runs to mama. It wasn’t easy for me to do it and I thought long and hard before taking many decisions because I wanted to make sure that I was not abusing my position of power, only asserting it.
I heard through the grapevines that they were so scared, they all got on a zoom call together to come up with a plan. Ha ha ha they are like little cats afraid of their own shadow. The group split and went their own ways. They couldn’t trust each other anymore and why would they? They are all fake friends and the only thing binding them together is hatred. I then showed everyone proof of my word through screenshots of the emotional and psychological abuse I was enduring behind the scenes and exposed all their hypocrisies. So I would say that my war against corruption was a success.
My moral compass is upright and will never bend to anyone. I walked away knowing that I did the right thing and I have zero regrets. I respected myself and worked hard for everyone but at the end of the day, the only thing that really mattered was kissing a*s, something I’m not willing to do. Kiss a*s to who? To people who have no character or self-respect? For what? So I could be invited to their Friday night parties? No thank you, I would rather be alone with my dignity.
I know it's not personal. They think I'm an easy target to project their insecurities and hatred. That's what bullies do. They are weak. I didn't expect this to happen to me in the MBA but I guess it must mean I am doing something right. I know they won't forget me that easily ;) Have yourselves a nice life.
I guess you could say I have some aggressive traits, but can you blame me? I lived a tough life and my strong ego is a testament to my will to survive. The important thing is that my ego isn’t bigger than my heart and my shadow isn’t stronger than my light. It’s just a part of me now. My most faithful fan, following me everywhere I go.
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