I got fired!

Hello,

I was writing a very nice post about a very special person to me... but... life and its twists and turns and its changes, in this case quite abrupt—today I was fired from my job. There was a staff reduction and I was affected, although I believe it also had to do with the fact that I supported my team because they wanted to give them much more work for the same salary and the same number of hours...

I backed my team because I considered it the right thing to do, because I know how hard they work and that they were also tired from the treatment and conditions. We sent a counterproposal to the measure the company took... The boss's response: "Anyone who doesn't like what I tell them to do can quit..."

And then my boss from Colombia told me shortly after that I would no longer be working for the company as of this Sunday.

It's strange how I feel. Obviously, you feel the emptiness that comes with having your financial foundation pulled out from under you. I'm not a privileged person, nor do I have contacts who can help me find a job in two weeks. As the people who have followed my blog for a long time know, I've always worked very hard to support myself and live a decent life.

I live in a city far from my loved ones, in an expensive city, and without experience in my field of study, so I have to look for work in other sectors. That's life for most of us; it's always like this, a back-and-forth. Sometimes you think you're getting your life together on one end, and it starts falling apart on the other.

I'll have to move, no question, because it's too difficult for me to stay in this city.

In a way, I feel at peace. I helped the company a lot (not to toot my own horn, but really, when I started it was chaos. We started with fewer than 20 properties and now we have 75 in less than two years). My conscience is clear; I gave my best during these two years and two months, and I don't feel sad because I truly worked with my heart and always gave more than what was expected of me.

Maybe I'm in shock? Or in denial? Well, the only thing I know is that I must thank life for the experience and for the things I learned. I had many moments of stress and tears, but I feel this job allowed me to see that I have many capabilities and that I am a very intelligent woman.

I'm afraid of my financial situation. It's scary... I start thinking about many things that make me feel bad, but life goes on... always...

Until the month ends, I'll focus on getting boxes ready, finishing things like my internet contract, getting the permits to take my cat, washing clothes, selling the stove and the fridge... I have less than 10 days to move again.

Starting from zero once more. Thank you for your companionship. It's strange because I don't know you, but I find it incredible to see all the visits the blog gets.

A hug from afar!

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