11/04/2025
Got well and truly thrown under the bus this week. And by “thrown”, I mean violently flung.
It’s been years since I’ve had to navigate something like this, but it’s reminded me of one of the real joys of being in your forties.
I can see exactly where this behaviour is coming from, and instead of retaliating, I’ve simply re-categorised that person. They’ve gone from someone I might have offered opportunities to, to someone who’s now firmly at the back of my mind – if not completely out of it.
The best part? I don’t feel the need to defend myself anymore. That confidence that comes with experience means I no longer waste energy justifying myself in situations like this. I haven’t stayed stewing in it – I’ve moved on quickly and cleanly.
In my forties, I care far less about what people think and focus much more on what actually matters. Not people with something to prove.
Here’s your reminder: you don’t need to explain yourself to people committed to misunderstanding you. Keep it moving.
