When I quit my toxic job to find something better

by Fiona H Evans

I rode my bicycle through the forest and camped under the stars. I came home and started projects I’d put off for years. I visited galleries and I made picnic lunches. But as the months passed, and nothing better came along, relaxation morphed into lethargy and depression loomed. You saved me. “Try writing,” you said, and you loved my every word.


Fiona H Evans is a new writer. She lives in Perth, Western Australia, on Noongar Boodja with her dog, cat and two old chooks. You can find her on Twitter.