I had work on Monday morning. A real job. Three children. Meetings. An alarm clock that was going to go off whether I was ready or not. And yet there I was at 1:00 AM, eleven episodes deep into The Polygamist on Netflix, fully hooked. Not because I needed to know which wife would stay….
High-functioning anxiety doesn’t look like falling apart — it
looks like over-preparation. A first-gen Black mom on the anxiety
nobody sees, and the panic attack I thought was a heart attack.
Your career identity after a layoff doesn’t disappear — but it does go quiet. And in that silence, most of us realize for the first time that we have no idea who we are without the job title. I know, because I’ve been there. With Oracle just announcing 20,000 to 30,000 global layoffs, I’ve been…
Losing yourself in motherhood is one of the quietest crises a woman can experience. There’s no dramatic breakdown. No clear moment when it happens. Just a slow, reasonable-looking swirl that pulls pieces of you inward — until one day you look around and realize you have disappeared somewhere inside the life you helped build. I…