I did a couple of things today that worked toward BlackFire's eventual runway.
We got a new client... a big law firm here... I will complete vuln assessments, and provide forensics for them. It will turn into a retainer at 6 months if everyone is happy.
They will be happy.
I felt happiness leaving that meeting that I haven't felt in a long time, and I wondered quietly if I really have been depressed all of my adult life, and didn't regard my emotional state as such... toxicity perhaps... I was flying high... blasting down the interstate.
I left that meeting and opened a bank account for BlackFire.
I left that meeting and I wept.
Excitement had overwhelmed me.
I am doing what I must do.
I have no other choice.
I cannot embrace my old way of doing business when feelings like that come about.
I was ALIVE again.
They will not own me.
No one will own me.
I will break these old chains and become more than I have ever been.