There are a number of patterns that become distressingly familiar as the years since diagnosis pass - "if only it were different" is a frequent participant, and "it's not my fault goddamnit" gets its share of the airspace too.
Here I am at the end of a year where my team fought a runaway project to a standstill, and led it - quivering and docile - back into the exercise yard. I got the boot from the team leadership, and am forced to fight as a grunt - I'm just following orders - once again.
It's not an unfamiliar scenario, although it's the first time I've had to go on doing the job after the axe fell. It just seems unfair.
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