Driven by ambition, she had reached the top. There was no further to climb. The expert in her field, respected and feared, her professional legacy was secure. She had fought, and won, equality for many.
It was not without its cost. Professional confidence could not mask her loneliness. Heading home, late again from work, there was no dinner going cold. She was keeping no one waiting.
The price was paid. She had no sense of belonging. No loving family, few friends. It was time for her to feed her personal needs.
First, she’d feed the cat. Maslow, she called him.
It was not without its cost. Professional confidence could not mask her loneliness. Heading home, late again from work, there was no dinner going cold. She was keeping no one waiting.
The price was paid. She had no sense of belonging. No loving family, few friends. It was time for her to feed her personal needs.
First, she’d feed the cat. Maslow, she called him.
