Fear and loathing in midlife

Or how to manage the quieter times when you're freelancing

I’ll be honest. The first couple of months post redundancy I was full of fear. I woke up in the middle of the night with heart palpitations. First thing in the morning I would open my eyes and the redundancy process would play out in front of my bleary eyes. The humiliation. The meetings. The belief that I wasn’t good enough. That it was symptomatic of a wider issue.