FUCKUUM

You had free time on your hands. You planned to use that time inside the University’s library. But you feared the looks of students judging you as obviously not fitting. So you reluctantly entered the building only after choosing to avoid those anticipated looks. What if they look? That’s their business. You belong as much as they do. Time to abandon that irrational fear of being outcast. Remember: nobody looked. Nobody cared.

They make a decision. I point out edge cases they haven’t considered. They respond with vague generalizations that don’t address the gaps. I am not responsible for the completeness of their thinking. I did my part: I raised the concerns. What they do with that input is theirs to own. I will implement what was explicitly decided. The unaddressed cases are not my burden to carry — and when they surface, the accountability lies where the decision was made. Adults made a choice. It does not harm another being. I follow it. That’s where my responsibility ends.

Their behavior is not within my control. Their politics, their backstabbing, their misrepresentation of my technical assessments — none of it is mine to fix. I can document. I can set boundaries. I can look for the exit.

But I will not let their chaos live rent-free in my mind.