the other side of the pancake

So I have to get this off my chest just cos it pissed me off a fair bit when I herd it and is much as I'm trying to move past it it's all still fresh and I havnt got closure for what happened yet.
I'm talking about what happened at my old place of work
Most of you know the story so I won't rehash what happened. But apperently parents at my old place work properly informed why I left/no longer work there. Which is sad cos I never wanted them to think I don't care and just left without saying goodbye to their children or them espcially since I missed the kids terribly when I was on sick leave. Since leaving I have ran into a few parents who asked me what happened and I glossed by saying it was time for me to move on and a change was as good as a holiday. But all of those parents all went on to rant about the mangememt all without my propmting. I let them rant without comment as that is unprofessional and even though I'm writing this I'm not naming any names or adressing it to any one in particular to be deemed unprofessional.
I since found out that nasty things and lies have been told to parents to semi explain why I was forced to leave explains why I have been given the cold sholder by a lot of friends we share mutally
Yes the winner does take it all
And winners write the history books
But there is always two sides to a pancake no matter how flat it is
And I'm happy with my knowlegde knowing my side of the pancake is the truth even if some times I don't seam like the winner I'm still the one writing the history blogg

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