I Was Asked to Tell My Story. I’m Still Not Sure It Matters.
A former public servant reflects on job loss, financial instability, and the emotional tension of sharing her story with policymakers who may not have the power to act.
One blog post at a time.

A personal reflection on being one and done, navigating a remaining IVF embryo, solo motherhood, aging parents, and the realities of modern family planning after…

There’s a particular kind of disillusionment that comes from realizing that the “safe” choices weren’t actually safe. Public sector careers are often framed as the…

I almost forgot my dad’s birthday this year. That sentence alone feels impossible to write. Grief has a way of making certain dates feel etched…

Final piece in the series Work, Care, and the Missing Middle For too long, the structure of work has assumed something that is no longer…

I am a displaced federal worker and the creator behind this blog.
A former public servant reflects on job loss, financial instability, and the emotional tension of sharing her story with policymakers who may not have the power to act.
A personal reflection on being one and done, navigating a remaining IVF embryo, solo motherhood, aging parents, and the realities of modern family planning after 40.
There’s a particular kind of disillusionment that comes from realizing that the “safe” choices weren’t actually safe. Public sector careers are often framed as the steady alternative. Lower risk. Predictable. Secure. But that stability is conditional. It depends on political priorities, budget cycles, and decisions made far above your pay grade. And when those shift,…