6:49am Seven weeks ago I woke up, did my morning routine and got ready for work. It was the first work day of the new year. I drove to the office collected my things and walked in the door. I was geeeted by the hr director. She informed me I had been laid off. it was my ninth job in nine years. I was barely holding things together. The job was my redemption narrative, a new beginning and stability to see my daughter through school the next five years.
Over the course of the last seven weeks I have dealt with the most mental and emotionally traumatizing experiences I have ever felt.
Now I am here. In Phoenix starting a new job. I reminded myself all night not to overthink. My mind is racing it wants to pull a million different thought, memories and emotions into the day. Even typing this takes me out of the energy I wish to be in. Focused. I came to do a job. To get right with work. To be an outstanding leader and employee. To be proud of who I am.
I’ve the last seven weeks I have choked on lonilines, free time, isolation overthinking. I have felt new beginnings and disappointment. But now is the time to get started. And to end this first batch of posts. I will publish it in some way. So there is a record of my experience.
Now I am off to shower and get ready.
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