Separation is like getting fired...

I remember getting fired from at least five jobs.

I left these feeling angry, playing victim and ego bruised.

It took me years to figure it out...👇

It was always the right decision for everyone.

But, when it happened, I made sure they know I wasn't happy.

I made a fuss.

I ranted.

I blamed.

Here's the thing:

I knew these jobs were not working out.

I knew these positions were not right.

I knew I was in the wrong place.

But I hanged on.

For the sake of money, comfort and ego.

WHY?

Things could have been much easier for me, if after being made redundant, I would have just said: "Yes, you're right, this isn't working'.

But instead, something in me was screaming: "Don't let them!"

Something entitled. Something childish. Something egotistic.

In the last corporate position I held, I felt things were not working for me.

I decided to quit.

I felt good, strong and confident.

This was the right thing to do.

The lesson is:

It doesn't matter who broke it off and why.

It was always the right thing for me.

And, yes, I'm talking about my separation.