The job I lost
It's actually more the jobs I haven't gotten. I've been looking for work for almost a year now. In the past three years, I've only had temporary or seasonal positions, some of which you don't even realize are temporary. In three years I've worked eight months. My unemployment ran out last month, and I have very little money left, have not been able to cover all of my rent, and have been rejected for 22 jobs that I remember interviewing for, even though I have missed a few.
What it's like being unemployed
Being unemployed is horrible, and I'm so sick of interviewing for positions only to be rejected. I can't do anything because I can't afford it. I can't commit suicide because I have dogs and I don't trust anyone else with them.
I really don't know what to do anymore. It sucks getting out of bed everyday, and I want an earthquake to suck up the city I live in and destroy every business there is here, and me, too. It's an employers market out there, unfortunately, and I guess the next big US disaster, I will go and find work there because it seems to be the only hope in America today.
- I really don't have any, but wish I did. I can only say I hope that everyone is not as down as I am at this time.