I lost two jobs in a single day.
It was one of the most humiliating days of my life.
But it also introduced me to something that changed everything.
Back in the day, I was working for a multinational company that had just acquired a small Australian IT company.
The culture was changing.
No one knew what would happen next.
People were quietly worried about their jobs.
In the middle of that uncertainty, I spotted a contract role and applied.
I got it.
Excited, I handed in my resignation.
Soon after, a senior manager invited me for an “exit interview.”
“Why would you leave a permanent role with training and advancement prospects for a short-term contract?”
He wasn’t genuinely concerned.
He was doing his ‘job.’
But his questions made me rethink everything.
Was I being reckless?
Was I throwing away stability?
By the end of the conversation, I convinced myself I had made a mistake.
So I withdrew my resignation.
Then reality hit.
The contract job I had applied for had already been offered to someone else.
In one day, through my own confusion, I had managed to lose two jobs.
The humiliation was unbearable.
I remember sitting there feeling embarrassed, scared, and deeply disturbed.
My mind was racing with every possible worst-case scenario.
To calm myself down, I picked up a pen and a notepad.
And I started writing.
I had never written a diary before.
I didn’t know what journaling was.
I had never heard of stream-of-consciousness writing.
But that day, I poured everything onto the page.
Every fear.
Every regret.
Every chaotic thought.
Five pages later, something strange happened.
I felt calm.
What was done was done.
The next morning brought an unexpected turn.
My hiring agent called.
She had convinced the leadership at the other agency to reconsider my application. They saw my decision as a lapse in judgment rather than a lack of commitment.
They gave me another chance.
I got the job.
But something else had happened too.
That day of chaos introduced me to writing.
What began as a desperate attempt to calm my mind eventually became the tool that shaped the rest of my life.
Sometimes the moments that feel like total failure…
are quietly opening the door to the thing you are meant to do.
The universe works in mysterious ways.
PS: Did writing ever save you?