This item in Fortune’s Broadsheet newsletter this week caught my eye, linking to an article Vanity Fair: Diana Falzone, a former Fox News reporter who sued for gender discrimination and retaliation, writes about women who have been blacklisted from media after settling sexual harassment claims. ‘The very same people who publicly applaud you for speaking up about bad behavior will never hire you into their own organizations because you are forever pegged as a whistleblower and a troublemaker,’ one woman says.

Yup.

If you want to think about what my life as an investigative journalist was like for the last decade where it hit its peak power and intensity—just read that again and substitute some nouns.

I am so sick of the people who have long complained about the stories that no one would write, as they refused to provide any evidence or go on the record about what they were claiming.

I am so sick of the many many news outlets and business leaders who never gave me credit for being first on a story.

I am so sick of the powerful people who championed my fearlessness until it cost them money and then turned on me, ghosted me, try to actively run me out of business or, yunno, threaten my children.

I am so sick of the people who thought they could co-opt my voice.

I am so sick of the bullsh*t haters who claimed my voice had been co-opted in various ways, when I was daily suffering my refusal to cave to any financial interests that conflicted with my job as a journalist.

I am so sick of the people who grudgingly agreed I was right, still not wanting anything to do with me because “Whoa! She’s a loose cannon!”

I am sick of the women who cheer me on—to my face—but are too scared to publicly do so because, wow, they may have to do business with bros one day. (I hear what you say when I’m not around.)

I’m so sick of people who never supported me telling me they miss my voice as a journalist.

I am so sick of people who believe my only value in this ecosystem is calling out bad people who aren’t them.

I am sick of the gendered overtones in all of this.

We have a world where people don’t speak truth because speaking truth is thankless. Worse than that: Speaking truth is a liability. Until each of us change that, truth will remain a luxury.

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