Not a lot of people are aware of it, but I've been through some tough times these past few months. Once again, my faith in people was tested. On most nights in January and February, I was crying. The only times I wouldn't cry was if I was out of town. Still smiling I have never aspired for awards or recognition. For the most part, I did my job earnestly because I loved the challenge of it and because I loved the people I was with. I was fiercely loyal and at times, clouded by my need to please my peers. But alas, my hard work and loyalty didn't count for much. As much as I would like to blame gossip, idle talk, politics, or whatever there is to blame, I was never able to make full sense of what happened. I felt lonely, betrayed, and useless. All my hard work for more than two years went unappreciated and counted for nothing. The people I fought so hard for, didn't value me as much as I valued them. Worse of all, my friends who didn't do anything wrong except be my friend became targets of other people's ire and paranoia.…