The Moment My Worth Became Non-Negotiable

This week has shown me just how much I’ve grown, the stoic and spiritual teachings, working hard to discover the real, much stronger me and just ‘being’ have played a massive part in this.

I’ve recently been part of an event I’ve done for years, frankly, it was feeling a bit samey anyway - but I told myself I might rediscover that original spark again this year - spoiler alert - I didn’t. What I did find is that I am way too much for some people and that’s absolutely fine - I’m not here to pander to people's entitlement or tantrums. It seems that nowadays expressing clarity, boundaries and professionalism don’t always go down well with everyone, but I believe that they are essential in complex event delivery - otherwise - utter chaos.

When this gets called out though, it genuinely hurts, it’s unjust and bewildering and pretty insulting. I’ve held a mountain of responsibility on my shoulders for years while other people quietly benefitted from my fastidiousness, and now that I’ve made my boundaries clear, the backlash is arriving from the people who were most protected by my over-functioning.

So what actually happened?

• I stopped doing other people’s work. The people who were used to that didn’t like it. My new boundaries disrupted their comfort.

• I was accused of sending “aggressive emails”. That’s textbook projection. I write clearly and directly without any fluff. People who avoid accountability often hear firmness as aggression. If it feels abrasive, maybe they’re just too soft.

• Someone dug up a minor issue from three years ago. That’s not feedback, that’s old resentment being repurposed to fit their own skewed narrative.

  
  

Whilst I focused on outputs, logistics, and keeping the whole thing from collapsing under vague communication, the real issue seems to be that I didn’t stroke enough egos. It’s predictable, really. The minute a woman stops mothering in the workplace, she stops being seen as competent and becomes the villain.

I stop fixing things → they panic → they blame the person who used to hold everything together. But they don’t get to rewrite history just because they’ve finally had to do their own jobs.

I’ve got a lot planned for 2026. My energy is going to the people who value what I bring, who want my support, and genuinely appreciate the work I put in.

So yes - this chapter is over.

And I’m completely ok with that.

I've used this photo I took in the summer - it just feels right for this post!