Keeping the backdoor open
A long time ago I’ve been accused of keeping a backdoor open. Of course I vehemently denied this as I could not see how that person could see my actions in that way, and even if so, so what – it’s not like I’m using it?
Last night I realised what it felt like – how utterly unimportant it makes you feel when someone is making alternate arrangements ( of whatever nature ) in case you don’t “deliver”, not willing or caring to hold out for you, effectively making you redundant, just another option.
Lesson learnt: no more back doors. Full throttle here and now, if it blows up in your face you can connect the dots later.
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