09/29/2025
This piece once hung in a space I believed was permanent. Leaving that space has felt much like losing a part of myself.
So here’s how I’m staying grounded in this messy in-between. Maybe it can help you, too:
• Getting dressed. At least a few days a week. Jeans > leggings when I need to feel like a person.
• Telling the truth out loud. Complacency thrives in silence.
• Keeping a gratitude list in my notes in my phone. Mine is titled "Delusional Joy Log."
• Ugly cry when needed, then keep it moving.
• Getting outside everyday. Fresh air changes my mood every time. Plus, Michigan is out here serving me extra summer days. This feels like a whispered reminder: not everything ends when you expect it to. Some seasons stay to carry you through.
• Picking up shifts at my previous job. And for that, I’m grateful. Walking back into a space that sees me, values me, and feels safe is a reminder that my worth was never negotiable.
• Holding onto my people- Whether it’s leaning on friends, calling a hotline, or dialing 211. Pride doesn’t pay bills, and asking for support doesn’t make you weak, it makes you human.
Knots, cords, fibers woven together is my reminder that even broken threads can form something strong and beautiful.
A reminder to myself (and maybe to you):
This isn’t forever. It hurts, but it’s not the end. Something aligned is waiting on the other side of this chapter. And until then, I’ll keep tying knots, writing my truth, and documenting this strange, fragile, sometimes liberating season of “funemployment.”
Because the truth of leaving a job you were deeply passionate about that nobody talks about: it’s not just about losing a paycheck. It’s about walking away from the spaces, routines, and little things you thought were forever.
But maybe letting go of what once felt permanent makes room for something better- something I never would have found if I hadn’t been forced to walk away.
