My hands are tied...

Sometimes the most important thing in a whole day is the rest we take between two deep breaths. ~Etty Hillesum

The political drama continues at work. The burden of this event is extremely hard to carry. I am trying to wait out the storm but the necessity/urgency of needing to take care of this myself is very difficult to curb. I can't stand that one little person can ruin something that will be so amazing for thousands. It's a hard lesson in tolerance(for stupidity...).

Some of the best advice my mom has ever given me was not to worry 'because most things you worry about don't happen anyway'. The thing is, I am not a person that has ever worried about my reputation, but now my professional reputation is at risk. It's something I have worked hard on, and I am good, damn good...to have someone get into a pissing match with my boss (who won't stand up for me) is almost more than I can take.

I joke all the time that I get to play for a living. I love my job because when you love it, it doesn't feel like work. That's not saying it's not hard, many people can't do what I do or wouldn't want to because it's very random, fly by the seat of your pants, very public, high octane stuff. It's challenging and I usually handle it on a case by case basis, with much success, but this time...I have worked myself to the bone sacrificing everything including my own health, for the greater good, and it may not matter because of one little man with a pen. The risks could black-ball my name across the country when it comes to booking acts. sigh...

I am trying to go in with a fresh outlook every day, but my guard is up, so I feel like I have to arm myself for battle while still hoping for the best. I don't know what else to do.