I don't know if this makes me a terrible person, and I probably shouldn't be feeling this way, but when Brenda announced she was leaving for that firm across town, I felt a weight lift off my chest, like someone had finally removed the sandbags from my lungs after a long ruck march, and it was so sudden, and she just acted like it was a great opportunity, but all I could think was how I wouldn't have to redo every single gradient three times anymore, or justify every font choice, and how I could actually, maybe, get something done without her breathing down my neck, and is that awful? To feel so much relief at someone else's departure, someone who was technically my senior, and she always said she was trying to help me, but it just felt like she was constantly pointing out my deficiencies, and I've been in situations where I needed to follow orders without question, but this was different, it was just… relentless, and I hate myself a little for feeling this good about it, but I do.