
xoagray
- September 4th, 7:05
I've been thinking about this a lot over the last year and a half I've been out of work. Am I trying too hard? I spend most of my time every day trying to find work. Literally hours on end in the attempt to find a job. And it's gotten me nowhere.
I've got friends all over Florida, I've seen 3 of them in the last 7 months that I've been back down here. Two of those friends only once. People that are right here in this same city as me, that I care a great deal for, and I've not seen them.
I haven't done anything "fun". Not one day have I spent going to parties, hanging with friends, doing any of the things I like to do. All in the name of trying to find a job, trying almost desperately to fix this broken, fucked up situation I've been in.
My stress levels have been so high, I can't sleep, I've been edgy and irritable, even if I could get out more, I'd be shitty company because every time I got a few free moments, I'm looking at Craigslist or something on my Sidekick.
But for all this, all this enormous amount of searching and trying and fighting to get a job, and keep the scant few possessions I have, I'm no farther ahead than I was that year and a half ago when I lost my apartment before. NOTHING has changed, accept that I've wasted another 1.5 years of my life. And what few things I have that actually ARE worth something, are on the auction block as we speak. But for what? Even if I do sell them, it's going to be less than 30 days till I'm in the exact same spot that I'm in right now. No gain at all.
And yeah, I've told myself, "But it's another 30 days to look for work! another chance to get somewhere!" But in the end, it's really not. Because dispite my tremendous efforts, there's still nothing coming out of it.
I've come to accept some things that are going to happen, as just things that are going to happen, I have no ability to change them.
First, weather or not I spend 12 or more hours a day looking for work, is not relevant to my getting a job. I'm a smart, capable man. I'm not finding work, because there just isn't any to get. Beating my head against a wall, staying up all night applying for jobs, and running all over begging every person that offers $7.50 an hour for work is NOT going to get me a job. Because the effect of doing this is that I've become such a bitter, depressed person, I can't possibly put out a good image. No one is going to hire someone that's constantly preoccupied with trying to save himself from oblivion, or so desperate that he'll do anything or take any job just to save himself. I'll spend time looking sure, but no more than a few hours a day.
Second, I'm going to do things that I like. I've wasted so much time digging and striving to try and find work, that I've done almost nothing for me in the last 1.5 years, and damn little for almost 5. I've not been to any cons, I've been to like 2 parties, I've seen almost no one. I've become like a ghost to everyone, even the people that I care about most, and this SHOULD NEVER be. In the attempt to try and find work, I've all but alienated the people that DO care about me. And right now, I need them more than ever.
I have passions that many have NEVER even heard of because I don't ever get to indulge them! Most people know I have a deep love of photography, but how many know that I love Natural History? Or that tearing an engine apart makes me happy? How many people know I love to dance? No one, because I never get to DO those things anymore. I like to write, but it's been over a decade since I've put a story down! I simply couldn't spare the brain time to spend on it due to my relentless pursuit of work!
Third, I'm going to accept that all I can do, really is ALL I can do. I beat myself up ALL the time because I'm not able to find work, and I shouldn't. It's not entirely MY fault that I can't. Things are completely shit right now in the job market, HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of people are out of work RIGHT NOW! Why should I feel bad because I'M one of them? It's not just me! As long as I know I'm trying the best I can, I'm not going to stress over it anymore.
Lastly, I'm going to make an effort to spend time with the people that mean something to me. If I have a home for only another week and a half. I want that last week and a half to be full of good memories, I want to hug my friends, I want to drink and laugh, not spend that precious time buried in what's likely to be fruitless job searches and misery. If there's work out there for ME to have, I'll find it. But I'm not going to put my entire exsistance on hold anymore to do so.
I've sacrificed so much, so many things for so long that I don't even know what it's like to have a normal life anymore. to do things like just grab lunch with a friend, because you want to. Or go see a movie with someone. Hell, even just sitting down and talking to friends, things that everyone takes so very for granted every single day.
Take your life, now remove all the social things you do. NO parties, NO hanging out, NO nothing but looking for work, that's been my life for many years. And it HAS to stop.
I've been talking about feeling a change, I've mentioned it for a long time now. I think this is really it. I have to change, or I'm going to be stuck in this loop forever. And I don't want that.
The first thing I'm going to do when I get a little money, is eat. I haven't done that in a couple days. Then I'm going to get my bike fixed, so I can get around. I'm going to then look around at a few places for work, smiling, and tail wagging happy because I'm also going to buy a bottle of rum, the stuff I like. Then I'm going to play for a change! I'm going to see friends, and do stuff that I haven't in ages. I need that.
Like any other animal, to avoid extinction, I will adapt. I'm not going to sit here and die of my own misery. Weather or not I'm meant to be long for this world, I don't care anymore. If I don't "live", I'm going to "die".
As of right now, my life is changed forever. As of right this second, bang, it's done.