Olivia Davis
4 articles
MY BOSS FIRED ME AFTER I SPILLED MILK ON INVESTOR DOCUMENTS, AND THAT WAS THE EXCUSE HE NEEDED.
The bottle of breast milk slipped from my hand and hit the table in front of investors. My boss ended the meeting immediately. I was fired by evening.
I was made to raise my siblings at 9—now I’m a mom, and sometimes I catch myself thinking, I DON’T WANT THIS.
That thought scares me because my life is fine. I’m Mara, 30 years old and I chose my partner. I chose my kids. We have food, routines, a house that stays quiet at night. Nothing is on fire. But when my daughter spills juice and freezes like she’s waiting for consequences, my hands move fast and my chest tightens. When both kids talk at once, my brain snaps into MANAGE MODE. I clean first. I fix first. I get sharp. I don’t soften. That reaction didn’t start with them.
Catholic Church Organist Was Kneeling in Front of a Cross for 19 Years—and Never Once Asked What It Cost for Him to Be There
I was in the emergency vehicle when I realized my religion had nothing for me.
My boss fired me 9 days after I told her I was pregnant with twins. She claimed "zero work." 12 minutes later, she posted my job online.
I’m shaking while I type this. I’m a single mom in Denver. Last year, I managed $1.2 million in contracts for my design studio. I worked 60-hour weeks. I never said no. On June 12, I told the owner, Dora, I was pregnant with twins.