04/06/2026
Nobody tells you it's coming.
That's the thing they never mention when they talk about job security.
It doesn't announce itself.
There's no warning light, no six-month notice, no graceful transition.
One day you have a career. The next day you have a letter.
Mine came during Covid.
I remember reading it and having this strange, almost calm feeling — like my brain hadn't caught up with what was happening yet.
10 years.
10 years of early mornings and late reports and giving that company the best hours of every day.
Gone. Just like that.
And the most unsettling part wasn't the job loss itself. It was the realisation that followed it.
I had been operating under an agreement that actually never existed in the first place.
I assumed that if I worked hard enough, performed well enough, stayed loyal enough — I would be protected.
That there was some unspoken contract between me and my employer.
There wasn't.
There never is.
A company's first loyalty is to its survival.
As it should be.
But that means your security inside that company was always conditional — on budgets, on markets, on decisions made in boardrooms by people who don't know your first name.
Covid just made that visible faster than most of us expected.
I sat at home during that lockdown and made one decision.
I was not going back to building my entire life on a foundation that someone else controlled.
That decision led me somewhere I never expected. But it led me somewhere real.
If Covid — or anything else — ever pulled the rug out from under your feet, you already know this feeling. The question is what you decided to do with it.
What did you decide?
I'd genuinely love to hear.
Drop it in the comments. 👇