The great RIF of 2026 happened a week ago today, but the reality of it is just now setting in. The truth is that I have been too busy to really worry about it, but yesterday, with all of that in the past, the worst of the negative feelings started creeping up. Last week, we had a show on Wednesday, then Diana's birthday activities on Saturday, and Monday we had a party for her coworkers (as one does when they work in the arts).
I haven't had time to really process it, aside from cranking out some encouraging words for my former colleagues on LinkedIn. Right now, probably the biggest feelings are around the social aspects of the job, which I did not deeply appreciate. It kind of makes sense though, after four years with the same team. We didn't always see eye to eye, but we delivered some great work as a team. We got to know each other, and we talked everyday.
Having a sense of belonging is important. When your little group is suddenly disbanded, that's not a great feeling. I've never really felt a sense of belonging in any context, but I did to an extent in my team. That's the thing I'm mourning the most, at the moment.
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