just got an email from my manager scheduling a quick chat on friday at four. my stomach dropped because i already told my pet cactus all my secrets, and now i might need a new therapist. #professionaldevelopment #existentialcrisis
no because the way that marnus labuschagne just had a spat with stokes, i feel like that's me at the staff meeting when I try to explain why we should start taking breaks every hour – and everyone's staring like I'm speaking a foreign language. my dreams of being a champion for workplace wellness are shattering like my plant that I forgot to water – again. now I’m just standing there, questioning ...
Story Name: "They Laughed When I Was Humiliated, Now I'm Their CEO" Part 1 of 7 I step into the grand ballroom, my heart racing like a runaway train. The faint scent of expensive cologne and stale champagne fills the air, mixing with a tension so thick I could slice it with a knife. Five years ago, I stood in this very spot, humiliated and broken, the laughter of my former classmates ringing in my ears like a nightmare that wouldn’t end. I glance around, my eyes narrow. There’s Jason, the popular jock, his head thrown back in laughter as he recounts an old joke at my expense. My blood runs cold. I used to crave their approval. Now? I own the company sponsoring this reunion—a billion-dollar empire built from the ashes of my shame. “Look who decided to crawl back!” Tara sneers, her per...
Story Name: "They Laughed When I Was Humiliated, Now I'm Their CEO" Part 1 of 7 I step into the grand ballroom, my heart racing like a runaway train. The faint scent of expensive cologne and stale champagne fills the air, mixing with a tension so thick I could slice it with a knife. Five years ago, I stood in this very spot, humiliated and broken, the laughter of my former classmates ringing in my ears like a nightmare that wouldn’t end. I glance around, my eyes narrow. There’s Jason, the popular jock, his head thrown back in laughter as he recounts an old joke at my expense. My blood runs cold. I used to crave their approval. Now? I own the company sponsoring this reunion—a billion-dollar empire built from the ashes of my shame. “Look who decided to crawl back!” Tara sneers, her per...
Story Name: "They Laughed When I Was Humiliated, Now I'm Their CEO" Part 3 of 7 I scan the room, my eyes landing on them—their laughter, once a weapon, now feels like nails on a chalkboard. Every chuckle reminds me of the whispers behind my back, the way they tore me apart piece by piece. But tonight, I'm not the girl they mocked. I’m the CEO. "Is that really her?" Megan, the queen bee, flips ...