”Above all, don’t cry!”

”Shut up! Shut the fuck up!”

There! She had let all her bitterness and jealousy come out of her mouth with an enraged pout of disgust.

She was unable to keep up with the frantic and enthusiastic pace of my ideas and I always ended up winning the contracts with our biggest clients. Despite my desire to include her in the advertising projects I was leading, to make room for her to express herself and get more involved, she only criticized me and tried to slow me down...

I had said nothing. The violence with which she had vomited her words on me in front of her small clan of impressionable wimps and our potbellied boss fond of competition and battles of egos had totally flabbergasted me. ”Above all, don't cry! Above all, don’t cry in front of them!” I had silently and stressfully repeated to myself. My hope for seeing humans be inclined to get along and work together had exploded in my ”face, in my fucking face”, now covered with vomit and blood, and I had only one thing in mind: to get away from these rots and never again have confidence in humanity, me included, poor naive bitch I was!