Never Let Anyone Call You Redundant
Why no company gets to define your worth.
Someone once sat me down, smiled, and said, “We love your passion.”
Ten seconds later, they sent me packing. I was a new dad, exhausted and hopeful, and they acted like they were returning an item that did not fit.
Then came the word.
Redundant.
A word companies use when they want to sound professional while doing something that feels anything but. Redundant belongs on a broken printer, not on a human being with dreams, grit, and a future.
This company (that went belly up six months later) never had access to the real me, the me who keeps going, keeps building, keeps coming back stronger.
And the same is true for you.
A setback is not the end. It is a plot twist. And you are the kind of person who knows how to turn a plot twist into a story worth remembering.
You are not redundant.
You are becoming.
You are rising.
You are stardust, here on purpose, a child of God.
And no company gets the final say on your worth.


