I expect emotions to surface when I make big decisions. So when I resigned last week, I anticipated waves of excitement, terror, and grief that often accompany this kind of transition. What I didn't expect was to be slapped in the face by an old pattern that I thought I'd abandoned long ago. As tends to happen when one resigns, I spent the week announcing my departure over and over again, and finding myself on the receiving end of comments like "I'm so sad" or "This is a big