Warning: naughty language ahead.

After two years as an executive in a large multinational corporation, a burn-out and severe depression, it was time to change my life.

Theses are the words that poured out. I know I’m not the only one out there to have faced corporation nightmare and lack of meaning in my life.

I was so afraid of ending up on the streets, broke, I allowed myself to be caged.

Afraid of being broke, on the streets,
I did what people do to make ends meet.
Got a full-time job, great benefits!
It was literally a perfect fit.
It all started out very well.
I was independent and free as hell!
Running around the office , like a “newbie.“
I thought this was life, the dream for me.
Turned out to be a fucking nightmare.
After a while, I was broke,
not in the way I thought I would be.
My insides were dead, uninterested in life.
Every part of me started shutting down… Slowly.
I was alive: life-less, money-full.
My bank account was boasting, proudly.
While I lay shattered into pieces on the floor
I couldn’t fake it anymore.
Couldn’t take it no more…
My self confidence broke,
my soul broke.
It’s a long process after that.
No one really knows what the aftermath holds.
It was dark and cold for what seemed like eternity.
But love and light started entering my life eventually.
Slowly I had to hand pick each piece of me,
throw a couple in the bin, find some new and shiny,
to create a new version of me.
Now I’m broke,
in one piece.

Relephant:

Calvin & Hobbes explains Corporate America. Only one thing has changed in the 20 years since.

Author: Lilya Sabatier

Editor: Catherine Monkman

Photo: Pixabay