Today is a sad day.
Today at work, two of my friends got laid off. These are the guys I’ve been talking to every shift, the ones who made work feel light. One of them is actually a coworker from my last job too, he’s the one who referred me here, so we really go way back.
I’m not even that scared about my position right now. I just feel… sad. Sad because they’re not here anymore, and I’ll be working alone now. The place already feels different. Quieter. Heavier.
If I’m being honest, I also feel guilty. He helped me get in here, and now he’s gone while I’m still here. That part hurts more than the job itself.
I also can’t shake the feeling that I might be next. Not today, but maybe soon. And weirdly, I don’t even know what I feel about that. Part of me is stressed because income is income. But part of me feels free, like something already ended the moment they walked out.
I think I’m just grieving the people more than the work.
I’m not even that scared about my position right now. I just feel… sad. Sad because they’re not here anymore, and I’ll be working alone now. The place already feels different. Quieter. Heavier.
If I’m being honest, I also feel guilty. He helped me get in here, and now he’s gone while I’m still here. That part hurts more than the job itself.
I also can’t shake the feeling that I might be next. Not today, but maybe soon. And weirdly, I don’t even know what I feel about that. Part of me is stressed because income is income. But part of me feels free, like something already ended the moment they walked out.
I think I’m just grieving the people more than the work.



