Life Update: Currently a Hot Mess™️, Send Snacks 🥨
Got Sick. Got Fired. Still Standing (Barely).
Dear diary—just kidding, hey besties 💔
Let’s cut to the chase: March has not been giving. Not the “fresh start” I was hoping home. Not “healing era” - hahaha it has bin a JOKE. Just a confusing, grey cloud of sick days, a LOT of emails, and an empty calendar that’s making me question everything.
I got fired. And then I got sick. And honestly? I wanted to crawl into bed, eat an entire chocolate cake (Bridget-style), and disappear into a romcom where the main character bounces back with a makeover montage and a dream job. Spoiler: that didn’t happen.
But here I am. Still crying, still spiraling (but cutely?), and somehow still typing this out for you—because if life’s going to unravel, I may as well make it a newsletter.
💬 Reality Check (with a Side of Ice Cream)
Being unemployed AND under the weather feels like a very niche punishment from the universe. I’ve cycled through:
crying in the shower (dramatic, but effective).
rearranging my Notion like that’ll fix my career.
rewatching Netflix essentials for emotional support.
Googling “how to reinvent your life after….”
...and yet here we are.
🌧 Lessons from the Pit
You are not your LinkedIn headline.
Crying in public is chic now.
Resting is not lazy, sometimes it’s needed.
Soup is therapy (so is calling your besties).
And most importantly: rock bottom has Wi-Fi—so you can still stream your comfort show and job hunt (still did not started that path - because I am lost in life) at the same time.
🌻 Here Comes the Sun
However, I was lucky enough that my best friend, Julia, came to save me from my sorrows. There she was—a few days after the catastrophe, suitcase in hand, hugging me in the middle of my Berlin breakdown. Right before the fever hit and just when I thought things couldn’t get worse, she showed up like the romcom best friend we all deserve. We stayed up late, crying into chai lattes, and plotting our fictional escape to a beach in somewhere sunny. 10/10 would recommend scheduling a bestie intervention.
And as if the universe wanted to soften the blow just a little, my mom happened to be in town when it all went down. What are the odds? At least I got to cry over avocado toast while she reminded me that everything (eventually) finds its place.
🎧 My Current Vibe Playlist:
“Getting Older” – Billie the Queen (crying optional, but encouraged).
“Unwritten” – Natasha Bedingfield (ironically empowering).
“I Will Survive” – Gloria Gaynor (mandatory).
💌 From My Emotional Bathtub to Yours
Right now, life is not thriving. It’s survival. It’s microwave dinners and low battery. It’s pressing snooze on your career goals and just hoping your skincare routine counts as self-care.
But if you’re in a mess too—just know you’re not alone. I see you. I am you.
And when we finally get out of this funk? We’re going to be iconic. Until then: soft clothes, loud music, and zero guilt.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to cry-laugh over a glass of colacao and possibly cut my own bangs.
See you soon amigas,
Sending you a virtual hug…
XOXO (and a hot water bottle),
Berlin Corp Girlie 💌
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