Actually, I was never declared there or anywhere officially. I think...
I'd left staff before 2-year thing, so was a free-loader and then paid it back (relatively minimal $$) about 5 years later after getting back to Chicago and on-lines. Maybe it was friend/Phil S, who was in treasury dept when I was there and after, who 'minimized' my dept?? Hmm, just thought that...
It was really only after this major, desperate ethics cycle about 5 years back now, that I realized ethics tech was set-up to achieve what's being/been achieved (i.e total allegiance and no way to question...) or any recourse towards truth for that matter, that I silently said F-it and just stopped doing or paying much attention to. Also major divorce cycle occurring at same time (why have just one nightmare when you can really F it up with scn being involved?)
There'd be so much stuff I could say, about the staff experience, and how I perceived things - always to the end suspecting 'somethings weird here', but I really would feel like an idiot compared to those who've been so much farther in, and abused that much more. I suppose it's all relative though, and that the breach of trust/truth can suck for anyone equally as much as the next, whether financially and/or spiritually into and for whatever reason. That's the crap I'm still getting my mind around. And I'm a bit paranoid to just say everything, cause, well hey: how does one explain, what for all practical purposes should NEVER have been needed to be explained right?
Yet, here we are...A-duh...
Suppose I'll have to spill all eventually just as a matter of attempting to repair things. I'm just still at point of everything sickening me, mainly regarding other's experiences, that I simply do not wish to offend. And God knows it's probably pretty easy to inadvertently do so around these parts - last thing I want.
But geez, its sooo hard when it's all still going on out there (or in there- whatever)
But I do have good feeling about this whole place, and hope the best for everyone.
Currently, I'm in some kind of denial about how my dying, in-pain body has been making me feel like 85 years old lately, when it really shouldn't be doing that...
Crap: what could've caused that??
No need to answer that...