My time as an MBA student at the Sauder School of Business was quite simply the worst experience of my life. After three years, I have not recovered. Despite supposedly being one of the top students in the program and always going out of my way to help my MBA classmates, some of them decided to decieve me, to use me, to deliberately, callously and repeatedly hurt me. And when I complained or begged them to stop, I was ignored or treated worse, finally on March 17th 2005 I was completely broken.
It is still the official position of the Sauder School of Business and the University of British Columbia that I must be lying. I continue to maintain that I always told the truth. I was only ever trying to help someone who repeatedly said they were my friend. I attempted to provide corroberating evidence as did at least one or two others, but it had already been decieded by Anne DeWolfe before I met with her, that it was necessary for me to be threatened and punished. I must stay away and suffer, that is the official solution, I am the official problem.
My classmates even those who insisted they were my friends, now ignore me or merely repeat that "nothing can be done" which has always meant "just suffer". Few offered little more than cliches, now most simply pretend I don't exist, that I don't suffer, that they had nothing to do with the way things are. That they haven't decieved me, used me, or hurt me. I've written to remind them they have, to remind them just how long forever is.
I gave everything I had to my Sauder MBA classmates but they took more than you should ever take from another person. They took away my freedom, my health, my faith in the truth, my belief in the common decency of man to his fellow man. They took away my will to live.
All my Sauder MBA classmates had to ever do was believe me and treat me kind, apparently that was too much to ask.
Why Mar?
Please believe me! Please I need things to be better!
I always told everyone the truth, no matter how sad and pathetic. I've always wanted things to better.
Please...