I knew I was getting laid off when I saw the faces of my manager and HR rep

Slatest: I was laid off from my job as an editor at a company called Project Energize .

The company is undergoing a yearlong period of layoffs and offshoring.

The CEO implied that we should be excited about the amount of money we were saving, and that we had far surpassed our original goal.

But the CEO reminded me of a love bomber, only corporate.

The company's behavior had been reprehensible. The world needed to know the truth. I felt a sudden surge of confidence and superiority, convinced that leaving a review was the right thing to do. I knew Daniel read these reviews. I should never have posted it. But I couldn’t. The company had hurt me. I wanted to hurt it back. I tried to control the narrative. But there, near the end of my cold jargon , caused all old grievances to surface.

When you confront a person who has rejected you, it usually only leads to more questions, more anger, more hurt.

I wanted to feel special, different from all the other laid-off workers who had come before me.

After reading his response, I noticed that my post had garnered 27 likes in the past two months .

In the end, this anonymous “liking” was the thing that made me feel validated.