Rock Bottom
I try to be as positive as I possibly can be in every aspect of my life. I know this is easier said than done. But if Mili’s Corner is about documenting my journey in events, and hopefully someday becoming a promoter, then it would be remiss of me not to show the hard parts of it all, either. There are many occasions on this journey that I would consider as being rock bottom moments for me. Don’t ask me to rank any of them, because they were all quite disheartening in their own way.
I’ve mentioned my first and second pitches not coming to fruition before. Maybe I’ll expand on that in another blog. But for this blog, I wanted to talk about going through redundancy for the first time. On the 1st of July 2025, I got the dreaded call at the end of the working day. I was notified that, due to financial pressures, my role was no longer available in the company. It stung. But it was the domino effect of the plethora of emotions that I wasn’t quite prepared for. Logic went out the door. I had just moved into my first home, a significant achievement for anyone. My immediate thought was, how do I pay the installments for my mortgage? Sure, I have some savings, but it’s not an infinite amount. The fear of the unknown struck. I joined the Green Banner statistic on LinkedIn.
Anger took over me. I disassociated and isolated myself from everyone. Another chapter in my life where I felt like a failure. I felt betrayed. Over the coming months, I did what I could to survive. For six months, I felt like a character in a video game, that was on its last life, and there was still a lot of ground to cover before the level ended, or whatever was the next step in the game. I forgot how to live. I became a prisoner in my own home. Wake up, eat breakfast, start work, find more contract jobs, find another side hustle, finish the contract work, go for a walk (because dare I do anything else that might cost me money), have a shower, eat dinner, go to bed. Repeat the same process the next day. This was my life for six months.
I hated being made to feel like this, through no fault of my own. If you’re in the same boat as me, please know that being made redundant is not a reflection of your work, and more importantly, when you finish at the place, you don’t need to thank them for the opportunity.
Christmas and New Year’s rolled around, and I forced myself to fight against everything and have a better outlook. I got a promotion in working at Hidden Valley, something I wanted to do. It was for moments like that that I told myself that I had to fight. I’m in a better place now. We are coming back fighting each time.
The hardest part of the redundancy was how quiet each morning got. No more hellos from the people you thought were your friends. Yes, I know your work colleagues aren’t your friends. Suddenly, everything I had ever done for an event felt moot. Nothing mattered anymore.
But now, almost 7 months into 2026, I can say that I’m in a better place. I’m building Mili’s Corner and documenting my events journey. So, if you’ve supported me in any way, a heartfelt thank you to you. I have a full-time job, which has allowed me to slowly start coming out of survival mode.
I’ll bring back the positivity next week.
Until next time,
Mili
