FREEEEEEDOM

You know that scene in Braveheart where William Wallace bellows “FREEDOOOOOMMMMM!!!”?

Of course you do. Everyone knows that scene, even if they haven’t actually seen the movie. It’s iconic.

Well, I was embodying William Wallace/Mel Gibson as I walked away from what was formerly my shop last Saturday afternoon. Admittedly there was less disembowelment on my part, and more dancing, but that’s not the point. The point is that I was finally free from the cage that had – for several years – made me miserable, sapped my time and energy, tried to simultaneously destroy my spirit and my bank balance, and led me to almost drive myself into oncoming traffic on at least two seperate occasions. And no, that’s not a funny little metaphor or an exaggeration; the job made me, quite literally, suicidally depressed.

As I handed over the keys and walked away for the final time ever, I was so elated I swore I could have started to fly. It was as if a weight had been lifted. I danced. I hugged my friends. I went out that night and partied like it was 2019, before Covid happened and the world went mad…der than it already was.

Nary a card nor handshake was offered in exchange for 6 years of service. I didn’t get so much as a thank you or a good luck from my employer. Yet it seems I’ve yet to be removed from the weekly email updates, and thus, keep receiving notifications about which shops are meeting budget and how many KPI’s each store has yet to achieve. Go figure.

But rest assured, all this extra time I’ve got is not wasted. I’m currently in the middle of rehearsing for a play, which I also need to make three costumes for in the next few weeks. Plus I’ve been asked to be in a music video for a local band at some point, I have a skirt to make for a friend for her birthday, various clothing repairs to complete, and somewhere in there still need to find time to exercise so I don’t look like the Goodyear blimp in my brother’s wedding come August. Not to mention that since that final walk, my other job has been ramping up. I’ve taken on another client, am about to potentially take on two more, and just today received an email offering me an interview for another job I applied for. When it rains it pours, I guess!

What I mean to say is, I’m flat out and a little tired, but I am happier than I have been in a long time. I highly recommend being made redundant, it does wonders for your mental health and wellbeing. And the most important thing of all, is that I am finally free from that toxic environment. Now I can actually dedicate my time to doing things that are constructive. And where I don’t have to endure daily misogyny whilst being forced to wear a fuck ugly uniform. Freedom indeed.

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