DEPRESSION is coming down on me again. Hard. I've had days when I don’t bother to get out of bed. My extended unemployment is getting to me. I’ve been out of work for three years now and it’s getting harder to remain positive about my situation. A therapist once asked me, “Who’s going to hire you at 59?” Of course, I didn’t go back to see her. Wisdom, maturity, professional skills, and reliability are qualities that are unappreciated in this country. Everything is about the bottom line. Hire the newly college grads and pay them less money!
We are constantly bombarded with bleakness and hopelessness on the news front. The congressional FAT CATS take their time passing the unemployment extensions and coldly disregard the millions of people who have run out of their unemployment benefits. What are we supposed to do? Where are the jobs they promised when they ran for office? I’ve applied for everything from cashier to grant writing positions and every thing in between.
I don’t know where to look for a job anymore!
The more I’m out of work, the less I’m confident about my job skills and what I have to offer an employer. I’m actually nervous about getting back into the work environment. I have to look at my resume to remind myself of my diverse job skills. Director of The Women’s Resource Center for two years, Program Coordinator for Performing Artists, and Chair of Cultural Events. Nonetheless, I hold on to the saying, this too shall pass. EVENTUALLY.