The year my business collapsed during COVID truly felt like the year of the blob, a season where everything became shapeless, confusing, and out of place. My customers vanished, movement was restricted, and my once-stable routine melted into long, uncertain days. Nothing had clear direction; each day came with worry and unanswered questions. It was like my goals, dreams, and hard work were swallowed by a fog I couldn’t fight through.
Yet even in that blurry year, something solid remained: my determination. The collapse hurt deeply, but it also forced me to rethink, refocus, and rebuild. The year of the blob didn’t end me, it reshaped me.
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