Laid Off

I knew this was coming, I made all the plans and preparations a person in that situation can possibly make before they really know for sure. But I still cried my eyes out. My last day is on Friday, and they’re throwing me a goodbye lunch Thursday (today for you, tomorrow for me.) It’s the best possible version of getting laid off that I could have hoped for. The last few months especially have been very obvious to me that I was superfluous. There’s no other way to say it and it’s no one’s fault, it’s just how the cards fell.

So many people have reached out to me on social media and in meatspace and I feel really blessed. There’s no other word for it. It really made my day.

And get this, I already have my first client.

As usual, I am exhausted, but I have a feeling I’ll be sleeping a real sleep tonight, and that’s something I haven’t had in awhile.

UPDATE: I must have been in some kind of exhaustive delirium when I wrote all that mess up there. It’s currently 2:30 a.m. and I am freaked the fuck out. Yeah, I did actually fall asleep when I got in bed but I’m awake as hell now and I can’t seem to do anything but blink. I have no job, you guys. What the actual fuck? I need to calm down.