Memoir | Interlude | Part IV of VI

Looking back on my journey from a modest receptionist to a telecommunications specialist at the U.S. Department of Prominence, I’m struck by how far I’ve come.

Yet, with each step up the ladder, the personalities I encountered grew more complex—and more difficult to navigate.

In this chapter of my memoir series, you’ll meet my nemesis: my boss Shelly, whom I secretly called “the tyrant.”

Imagine being a young professional, paralyzed by the fear of standing up to a harsh superior. Just the thought of challenging her authority made my heart race. I knew that speaking out could jeopardize everything I had worked so hard to achieve.

But what if I found the courage to speak up?

What if I confronted the relentless tyrant who turned every workday into a battlefield?

These questions haunted me. Yet the fear of losing my hard-earned position kept me locked in a cycle of anxiety and submission.

After months of enduring Shelly’s relentless verbal abuse, I reached a breaking point.

That Sunday, desperate for peace and clarity, after the assault, I walked into Grace Apostolic Church in Southeast Washington, D.C. and was baptized in the name of Jesus.

After that spiritual awakening, I returned—and everything changed that Monday.

What began as a confrontation unraveled into a series of events so unexpected, they would reshape my career—and my faith—in ways I never imagined.

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