"Fear knocked at the door, faith answered..

...there was no one there" (day 39)

I suppose that i should be more concerned maybe, not every day that you decide to give up £70k jobs because you have had enough, especially in this climate but I really can't take any more.

To sum up the individuals I work with (my supposed peers), on telling one of them I was leaving and was thinking about business opportunities, their reply was "yeah, you'll be able to earn just as much selling jerk chicken at events", thats what i have to deal with, in his mind that's the only thing a black person going into business can do.

I suppose that I can stop counting now the deed has finally been done. Today I got to tell my staff about me resigning, there were some faces of shock and a couple of the have said that they are not talking to me, but it won't last.

In the end, I have enough faith in my ability to survive what the world has to throw at me (I think) if not I'll drag up in a dress and wig and sell my butt in Soho (only kidding but I have a nice butt, and long legs)

Wanted to finish with song lyrics but this blip is already long enough and I've used 'a change is gonna come' before so instead I'll leave with a quote

"Life's challenges are not supposed to paralyze you, they're supposed to help you discover who you are" Bernice Johnson Reagon