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- There is a specific kind of intimacy that only exists between nine and five, a secret language spoken in glances across a fluorescent-lit conference room. It feels like salvation until you realize you’re holding onto someone who might never truly know your name. Let’s sit with that for a second. We’ve all been there. You’re sitting in a meeting that could have been an email, and the person next to you slides their chair three inches closer. No words are exchanged. Just a shared exhale, a roll of the eyes toward the ceiling, or a tiny, almost imperceptible nod. In that moment, you are not just colleagues; you are co-conspirators in the survival of the mundane. I call this the Tuesday truce. Because let’s be honest, what does loyalty look like on a Tuesday? It isn’t grand gestures or weekend brunches. It’s keeping your sanity intact when the printer jams for the third time and your boss is micromanaging every comma. I remember my first real job out of college. I was twenty-two, terrified, and wearing shoes that pinched my toes so badly I thought I might faint. My coworker, Sarah, didn’t say much at first. She was quiet, efficient, the kind of woman who organized her desk by color. But one afternoon, she slid a pair of blister plasters across the table without looking up from her monitor. That was it. No pity, no fuss. Just care, delivered in silence. That small act built a bridge stronger than any team-building exercise ever could. We became confidants not because we planned to, but because the space between us felt safer than the world outside those walls. We knew each other’s coffee orders, our stress tics, and the exact shade of red our faces turned when things went wrong. It was a bond forged in the fire of daily obligation, and it felt incredibly precious. But here is the gentle provocation I need to offer you today, and I say it with a soft smile because I know how much this hurts to hear. We often mistake proximity for permanence. When you share your deepest fears about your marriage, your career doubts, or your family trauma with a coworker, it feels like they are witnessing your life in real-time. They see you vulnerable. They see you tired. They see you human. And because they hold those secrets, we assume they are part of our story forever. But work is transient. Jobs change. Companies restructure. People leave. The office is a revolving door, even if the chairs stay put. Tell me more about the cost of that assumption. When we treat coworkers as our primary emotional anchors, we risk building our sense of self-worth on ground that can shift beneath our feet. I’ve seen brilliant women crumble when their work bestie quits, taking the last piece of their professional support system with them. It’s not that the friendship wasn’t real. It absolutely was. But it was contextual. It belonged to that chapter, that role, that specific era of your life. To expect it to translate seamlessly into a lifelong bond is to ask a fish to live in the sky. It’s beautiful while it’s happening, but it’s not designed for the long haul. Recognizing this doesn’t make the connection less valuable. It makes it clearer. It allows you to appreciate the beauty of the moment without attaching the heavy burden of expectation to it. So how do you navigate this? How do you honor the warmth of that connection without setting yourself up for heartbreak when the exit papers are signed? I believe it starts with intentional maintenance, but with a different metric. With friends outside of work, we maintain bonds through consistent check-ins, holidays, and shared history. With coworkers, the maintenance is in the presence. Be present. Listen deeply. Offer that same empathy you’d give a lifelong friend. But keep the boundaries clear in your own mind. I used to struggle with this. I would bring my work conflicts home with me, expecting my partner or my non-work friends to understand the nuances of office politics. They didn’t, and they shouldn’t have to. Their perspective is limited because they aren’t living in that ecosystem. So, I learned to compartmentalize. I saved the deep, structural complaints for the people who were actually in the trenches with me. And when those people left, I allowed myself to grieve the loss of that specific witness. It was a quiet goodbye, similar to the feeling I described in an earlier episode about a best friend moving away, but quieter. Less dramatic. More like closing a book you loved but finished reading. Ask yourself: Is this person a friend I am trying to keep, or a colleague I am trying to manage emotionally? There is a difference. One requires mutual effort outside the workplace. The other thrives within it. If you find yourself texting them late at night about personal crises, pause. Ask if they have the capacity for that, and if you have the right to ask. Sometimes, the most loving thing you can do is keep the conversation within the bounds of the workday. It protects both of you from burnout. Let’s reframe this entirely. Instead of fearing the end, celebrate the gift of temporary intimacy. In a world where we are often lonely and disconnected, having someone who sees you every day, who knows your rhythms, and who offers solidarity in the face of absurdity is a rare privilege. Not everyone gets this. Many people go years without a single genuine connection at work. They eat lunch alone. They scroll through phones in meetings. They are invisible. You are not. You have chosen, and been chosen, to see each other. This matters. It counts. Even if it ends, the healing power of being witnessed does not disappear. When you feel overwhelmed by a project, knowing someone else is struggling too lightens the load. When you achieve something, sharing that win with someone who understands the context adds flavor to the victory. These moments accumulate. They become part of your resilience toolkit. I want you to think about the coworkers who have made your days bearable, even joyful. Did they stay forever? Probably not. But did they matter? Absolutely. Don’t diminish the value of a seasonal friendship because it has an expiration date. A sunset is not less beautiful because the sun sets. It is breathtaking precisely because it is fleeting. Embrace the ephemerality. Let yourself enjoy the camaraderie without demanding it evolve into something it cannot be. This takes a certain kind of emotional maturity, and it takes grace. It means letting go of the idea that you need to save every connection. Some connections are meant to be campfires—warm, bright, and essential for the night, but not meant to carry you miles down the road. Now, let’s talk about the awkward part. What happens when the dynamic shifts? Maybe one of you gets promoted. Maybe you start dating. Maybe one of you becomes difficult, toxic, or unrecognizable. This is where the line blurs. I’ve seen friendships sour when ambition enters the mix. It’s natural. We are programmed to compete. But when you’ve built a foundation of trust, competition can feel like betrayal. If you find yourself in this situation, remember the core truth: the relationship existed in a bubble. Pop the bubble, and you may lose the friend, but you don’t lose the lesson. If a coworker crosses a boundary, whether by gossiping, undermining you, or demanding more emotional labor than you can give, you have permission to step back. You don’t owe anyone access to your soul just because you share an office. Politeness is not the same as vulnerability. You can be kind and distant. You can be professional and guarded. Protect your peace. I recall a time when a work friend started venting about her husband to me during lunch, using me as a sounding board while I tried to focus on my own deadlines. It drained me. I had to gently say, ‘I love you, but I’m not equipped to help with this right now.’ It was hard. It felt selfish. But it was necessary. Boundaries are not walls; they are gates. You decide who comes through. Stay fiercely protective of your energy. Your work identity is important, but it is not your whole identity. Do not let a coworker define your worth or dictate your emotional state. You are more than your job title. You are more than your office drama. Keep that center of gravity close to your chest. As we wrap up this thought, I want you to consider the legacy of these connections. When a coworker leaves, or when you leave, how do you say goodbye? Do you fade away? Or do you acknowledge the impact? I encourage you to send that card. Make that call. Tell them, ‘Thank you for being there.’ It sounds simple, maybe even cliché, but it carries weight. It validates the time you spent together. It honors the reality of what you shared. And then, you turn the page. You focus on the new faces, the new dynamics, the fresh opportunities. You remain open, but wise. You know now that connection can come in many forms. It doesn’t always have to be lifelong to be meaningful. Sometimes, it’s just enough to know that on a particularly hard Tuesday, you weren’t alone. That’s a lot to give, and it’s a lot to receive. Hold onto that. Let it warm you. And when the moment passes, let it go with gratitude. You are capable of deep connection. You are worthy of being seen. Whether that seeing happens over coffee after work or across a desk before noon, it is valid. Trust your instincts. Honor your boundaries. And keep showing up, exactly as you are. The right people will recognize you, even in the noise. Thank you for letting me into your space today. Take a deep breath. Drink some water. And remember, you are doing better than you think. I’ll see you in the next one. Bye for now.