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I Just Knew Some Of My Saddest Days Were About To Be Over

Oh Facebook.

That’s *quite* the reminder, the one I completely forgot about? The exact moment I decided feck that – I am not tolerating any more bullying in my previous workplace and the very reason I decided I was going to leave.

It was the lowest low.

There had been a period of a fairly new director trying to completely destruct my confidence

[tried and succeeded but as soon as I left there was a rapid rebuilding of it].

I remember this exact moment 4 years ago to the day. It was Sunday morning. My mum – who had MS was just out of hospital [7 months later she passed away] and I had been up all night seeing to her. My niece was dancing in her first feis and I wanted to go see her. But my mum had begun to lose her swallow (MS is such a brutal disease) and she just couldn’t get her tablets down. She was choking and I was in the house on my own with her. I was stressed. I got a text – Sunday morning. It was from this director to say he was expecting a call from me on the Friday and that I basically better call him the next day. Sunday morning. You see I had called him – my call history proved that. But tbh – it was about the colour of an envelope so I hadn’t left a vm. It wasn’t urgent. I have never been so happy to have a call history log.

It was just his way of putting his *ego driven stamp* on my weekend. He had bullied me from day dot. As a result. I completely stopped innovating. I couldn’t be f*cked. I was feeling defeated, and completely amotivated, and I suffered.  

That Sunday morning? I sat on my knees, and I cried [happy tears]. Because right then a big thing hit me. I decided I didn’t need to tolerate this – I was better than this, so I just knew some of my saddest days were about to be over.

And so I left. After that? I just grew.  And I prospered. And I matured. And I learnt which particular situations commanded me to be more vocal, and so vocal I became.

In x3 years of business ownership? I went from a shell of my former self, and came out so-much-closer to the woman I used to be [and loved], and more importantly? Far more recognisable to those who love me.

Word to the wise? If this is happening to you, DO NOT TOLERATE IT.  You are better than that #truestory.