The meeting ends, and the room empties, leaving me alone to gather my thoughts.
Jeremy approaches, a rare occurrence that sets my nerves on edge.
“Good job,” he says, a brief nod accompanying the words.
It’s not much, but it’s the most acknowledgment I’ve received in a while.
“Thanks,” I reply, relief and disbelief mingling in my voice.
He moves on, heading for the door, leaving me in the stillness of the conference room.
It’s a small victory, but it feels significant, a moment of validation in a sea of uncertainty.
The teeth marks on my tongue feel less pressing, a reminder of the stress that led me here.
I take a deep breath, the air feeling lighter, the tension easing just a bit.
There’s still work to be done, challenges to face, but the path feels a little clearer now.
