Greetings to this wonderful community. I feel a bit embarrassed because I hadn’t had the chance to come across this space before. However, last week I stumbled upon a post mentioned by the TopCommet bot, and after exploring the community’s purpose a bit, I absolutely loved it.
So, I waited an entire week to make my first post, believing it should only be done on Thursdays otherwise, it wouldn’t make much sense.
I wasn’t quite sure what to start writing about, and I don’t mean to say I don’t have many memorable moments to share with you. It’s more that lately I’ve been feeling troubled, stuck, and longing for many things that happened to me this year but that I’m no longer experiencing.
So I’m sharing not just a memory it’s also a way of reminding myself that in difficult times, whatever they may be, we’re not truly alone, as long as we’ve built friendships or kind connections with certain people.
That photo where you see me smiling well, I was actually emotionally shattered. And no, thank God it wasn’t because of a romantic heartbreak. It was more about losing a sense of belonging, of doing something for others that I truly loved and that filled my soul.
That same night, I told my partner at home that I needed to get out because I was about to bury myself in tears. I preferred to do it with a beer in hand, possibly drinking myself into oblivion in an attempt to forget everything.
So he invited me out for a couple of beers, which turned into tasting some exquisite drinks and, more importantly, sharing warm company that I desperately needed in that moment.
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This was about three months ago, maybe a little more. For a brief moment, I had managed to do what I wanted completely forget what had happened that morning, when I had to leave my job practically without any justification.
However, my partner's sister and her husband joined us later, and we couldn't keep avoiding the topic I wanted to avoid, because my mind was searching for its own reasons for what had happened, whether I was really doing things wrong, and so on.
I decided to take advantage of the moment and talk with people who have a long journey in the professional world. That night, I felt somewhat encouraged, because in a way, I regained my confidence as a professional. I realized it wasn’t the end for me in that field, and that it wouldn’t be the first time something seemingly unfair could happen to me.
A great evening filled with meaningful conversations and of course, a good drink among friends couldn’t end without some pizza, especially since it was on special.
We had a great time that night. I remember we left just as the restaurant was closing. I went to bed feeling a bit tired, less sad, and, of course, confident that things would work out in the future.
To my surprise, that same week, some lovely colleagues from work invited us to see a movie. We had a couple of beers that day, and of course, we talked a bit about what might or might not have happened regarding my “firing” (my contract had actually ended).
I remember we watched Lilo and Stitch, and we laughed a lot, as if we were children in old bodies. Once again, I remembered that not everything is always bad. Things, moments, jobs, and places in particular, as long as you have behaved well, you find people as passionate as you are about fighting despite adversity.