Friday I lost my job. Well, it didn't go missing, I was fired, or, as my mother put it, "invited by my employer to seek other employment". The idea is understandably a little tough for her to palate.
The phrase that comes to mind about the whole ordeal is "bitch had it coming". I didn't really, but over the last few months I also did not exactly duck my head down meekly when things were awry. One never really expects to be fired from any position but I must admit I saw this coming in the past few weeks particularly. Lest my former employer come looking for me (not a stretch, I swear!!!), I won't go into details now but let's just say I won't have any problem getting up and looking myself square in the eye in the mirror each morning moving forward.
It was very satisfying to realize later that I didn't actually react much while it was happening. No tears, no anger, no strong feelings at all to be honest. I did smirk a bit. I've seen this happen to others so many times before and that I doubt I could ever truly be caught off guard by this type of thing. Most vividly I recall the day my mom picked me up from school and said her job had been "abolished". The sheer stress and also anger on her face was alarming. It was a political thing and Mom had four mouths to feed besides her own. Nothing I will ever experience could rise to the level of evoking that kind of job-induced strain.
My friends have been grand. Friday night some made a pact that I would not go hungry. One confirmed later that drinks are included. People have been so supportive that there hasn't been a moment to wish things were any different. Today I rose with a smile to greet the day hours earlier than usual instead of struggling to convince myself to trudge onward. I've got a great deal of motivation and exciting plans that can now take top priority.
Best of all, I want to write again. So I'll be around. Cheers!
~Hanna
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