I keep telling myself that things will eventually get better. I know it has to be getting tiresome reading all this "woe with me" stuff all the time. Trust me; I'm growing tired of writing it. I've been out of work since October of last year. Other than a temp job that lasted a couple of weeks, I have had no income since then. I go on interviews and get calls, but so far, I haven't found that job that I need to get us back on track. It's hard to be positive when your world has crashed down around you; taking your loved ones down with it. I have to come to the realization that I may not ever get that "dream job" I've been looking for. I have to swallow my pride and take a job as a ditch-digger, farm-worker, or even heaven forbid, a customer service position. I hate that all of this has happened, but I have to buck up and do whatever it takes to fix this dreadful situation.
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