My first job in the UK lasted just 2 months.
Not because I couldn’t do the job…
But because I was too open.
I had just relocated.
New country. New system. New life.
And I was a first-time mum, still navigating motherhood with an 11-month-old baby as at then
During training, we had group introductions and casual conversations during breaks.
Everyone was sharing their experiences… so I did the same.
I talked about my previous work in Nigeria.
I talked about motherhood.
I talked about adjusting to a completely new life.
It felt normal. Innocent even.
But I didn’t know… I was being watched.
In my first meeting with my manager, everything changed.
Suddenly, I was being asked:
“Are you getting enough sleep?”
“Do you have support at home?”
“Your trainer says you seem distracted…”
It didn’t feel like a conversation anymore.
It felt like an interrogation.
The same things I shared freely…
Were now being used to question my ability to do my job.
I tried to defend myself.
I showed up. I stayed strong. I pushed through.
But it didn’t matter. I was dismissed.
Looking back now, I realise something:
I should have protected my story.
Not everyone asking questions is genuinely concerned.
Some are assessing you… quietly.
I wasn’t weak.
I wasn’t incapable.
I was just new, open, and unaware.
If you’re starting over in a new country, hear this:
Be warm… but be wise.
Be friendly… but be careful.
Not every space deserves your full story.
Have you ever shared something at work and later regretted it?
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