Since January, subtle changes at work had been piling up. Office cutbacks increased my workload without any compensation.
By March, Brittany and Lala’s pregnancies had sparked conversations about public and personal boundaries among coworkers.
In April, a major client demanded marketing collateral that idealized lifestyles I couldn’t support, sparking internal debates.
Last week, an unscheduled review meeting was announced, adding to the growing pressure.
The review with Sarah and the higher-ups loomed over me, a reminder of the watchful eyes awaiting a misstep.
That beach scene kept replaying in my mind—how vulnerability is often weaponized, how public perception can trap you.
I was bracing for the review, the calm before the storm about to break.
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