Plot Twist

Every story has a plot twist.

Some are subtle.

Some are loud.

Some come disguised as layoffs, breakups, rejection emails, or a Wednesday morning where your coffee spills and your confidence follows.

Mine started quietly.

I thought I had the story mapped out.

Work hard. Show up. Be loyal. Get promoted. Build something steady.

You know—the classic “just keep your head down and good things will happen” plot.

Then came the twist.

One day, the job was gone.

The future I built my schedule around evaporated with one awkward Zoom call and a calendar invite titled “Quick Sync.”

(If you ever want to ruin someone’s week, schedule a “Quick Sync” with no details. That’s corporate jump scare territory.)

At first, I tried to fix it.

Rebuild. Reapply. Rewrite the story to make it look like I was still in control.

But the truth was:

I wasn’t in the driver’s seat anymore.

I was in the passenger seat of a plot twist—seatbelt on, white-knuckling the grab handle, praying to God this detour wasn’t permanent.

The funny thing about plot twists?

They feel like endings at first.

You think, “This is where the credits roll.”

But it’s not.

It’s just the middle.

The messy, beautiful, confusing middle.

The part where the character isn’t polished.

Where the plan falls apart.

Where faith is tested.

Where you start questioning your life choices over lukewarm coffee and the haunting echo of a recruiter saying, “You’re an impressive candidate, but…”

But here’s what I’ve learned:

Plot twists are how we find out what the story is really about.

Sometimes the rejection is protection.

Sometimes the door closing is mercy.

Sometimes the silence is God whispering, “Not this chapter.”

And yes, it’s hard.

It’s hard to smile while people say “something better is coming” and you’re like, “Cool, but rent is coming faster.”

It’s hard to trust when your confidence has a limp and your savings account is sending passive-aggressive notifications.

It’s hard to keep showing up in the middle of a plot that hasn’t made sense in months.

But still… I keep turning the page.

Because I’ve seen enough to know that just when you think it’s over—

Just when you think the story has nothing left to say—

That’s when the breakthrough happens.

That’s when the email comes.

The call back.

The right “yes.”

The open door you didn’t even know was there.

That’s when the character—the one who almost gave up—rises.

So if you’re in the middle of your plot twist right now, keep going.

Cry if you need to.

Rant.

Refresh your inbox for the 400th time.

Eat the emotional granola bar. (We’ve all got one.)

But don’t close the book.

Your story isn’t over.

Not even close.

Because every great story has a moment where it almost falls apart—

Before it comes together in a way no one saw coming.

Including you.