You didn't get thrown for riding badly

A worn leather saddle resting on a wooden fence in a misty field at dawn.

For anyone in my network who's recently been made redundant...

You didn't get thrown for riding badly.
Someone shot the horse from under you.

Rest.
Let the shock settle.
The fall wasn't a verdict on your ability.

When you're ready,
there's a different stable,
with a different horse,
that will be glad to have a rider
with your skills.

If you want a sounding board while you figure out next steps, reach out. That's it. No pitch.

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