This time last year... I got laid off.

Hey ,

I used to call it “being driven.”
Now I know it was burnout in a pencil skirt.

This time last year… everything changed.

I was waking up to an alarm I hated, dragging myself into a Zoom room that made my soul shrink, and pretending it was fine.
By “fine,” I mean stress-eating protein bars at 10:07am while trying not to scream into a muted Teams call.

I’d spent 12 years climbing a ladder I didn’t even want to be on.
Corporate legal IT. Great on paper. Not so great on the soul.

I was exhausted, overextended, and constantly convincing myself that burnout was just part of being “ambitious.”

Then came the layoff.
No warning. No dramatic exit.
Just a calendar invite, a polite script, and a sudden silence in my inbox.

They called it a “restructure.”
I called it divine intervention—with a side of panic.

Because while my brain was spiraling—what now? what next?—
my body knew.

This wasn’t the end.
This was the escape hatch I hadn’t let myself take on my own.

There was no grand business plan. No glossy rebrand.
Just me, in my apartment, heart racing, Googling “how to make money online without selling my soul.”

What I did have?
A nutrition certification I’d been too busy to use.
A lifetime of burnout.
And a fire in my gut whispering:
Build the thing you needed when you were breaking.

Fast forward to now:
I live in Europe.
I work with clients I actually want to text back.
I swapped five hours of back-to-back meetings for long walks, homemade lunches, and a calendar that doesn’t make me want to fake a Wi-Fi outage.

And no—freedom isn’t always easy.
But it’s mine.
And it’s better than caffeine-powered survival mode in business casual.

If you’re standing at your own crossroads right now, —
If you’ve been whispering there has to be more than this between meetings or meltdown moments—
I see you.
I’ve been you.
And I know what it feels like to want change and fear it at the same time.

That’s why I’m opening a few free 1:1 Clarity Calls this month.
No pressure. No pitch. No pyramid schemes.
Just space.
To talk. To unravel. To figure out what it would look like to actually feel like yourself again.

(Limited July spots available)

We’ll talk about where you are, where you want to be, and what life could look like when you stop surviving and start actually living.

Rooting for your freedom,

Genta

P.S. You don’t need a perfect plan to start, .
You just need a pulse, a gut feeling, and someone who’s already jumped off the “should” train. This could be your moment.