Going to be a fairly short update today as I don't have a lot of stuff to share. I think I've said that before though and then went off on some tangent; so you really never know now, do you?
So last week came and went and I completely re-vamped my resume and started to get pumped about submitting it for another job. About once a week I get really excited and that usually lasts until the moment I go to submit the resume or application. Then my anxiety gets the better of me, and if the whole process is short, then I usually get through it, but if it takes too long, I sometimes chicken out, doubt myself, and back out of the whole process. Unfortunately, that's happened a few times and at least once last week.
I had that resume all written up beautifully, put the cover letter together, and finally hit that "send" button and then held my breath as the webpage reset and I got the email reply. 'Okay,' I think, 'Here goes nothing.'
It's been not quite a week now, and I'm pretty sure I was right... nothing.
After a few days of waiting for anything besides a generic email to come back, I started to look for jobs again and found a couple more I thought about applying for, but by the time I got through the ridiculously long application process, I gave up because I realized I wasn't sure how to approach the straight-forward question of, "if you were fired, why?"
I turned to Reddit for an answer and received just one reply: "don't tell them the truth, just say you parted ways with the company."
Great, that's so helpful.
The weekend came and went and I couldn't look at the job postings again. I concentrated instead on having a good weekend because most likely I wasn't going to hear anything form anyone during a weekend anyway, and I was correct. It was phone/email/radio silence (so to speak). I almost started wondering if I should check to see if my email wasn't blocked off completely out there because no one seems to be sending me anything except for junk mail from the various job websites where I've applied.
Of course, my days seem to be filled with working on things for the family 'business' - or rather, 'our baby' - which is the anime convention Tsubasacon. It's basically a child we've been raising for 16 years and it still hasn't graduated and moved out on its own yet. Maybe another year or two?
Since I haven't had a paying job, this has been my life for the past few months and since we only have a month or two left to "go time" I've been working on graphics and social media and all of that other fun stuff... Well, fun isn't exactly the word I'd call it, but I don't want to be crude either. I don't mind doing convention stuff, but I think I would have been so much more excited about it had I just quit my previous job to do it rather than having it shoved at me by my husband since I have yet to find another actual job. Sorta like - if you're not working - here's a bunch of work.
(On another note, he also makes me do almost all of the housework and cooking and all now that I'm off so I hardly have time to submit applications and try to get things done for my craft table as I'm constantly working on all of this convention stuff and household stuff all the time.)
Then, there's my friends. I am really attempting to pull myself out of this funk, but each time they post a picture of their desks at their new jobs, every time they talk about some great thing they did at this company they hired on at, each time they talk about their Monday-Friday schedules...I just want to cry.
I never wanted that sort of lifestyle but it's all I can think about now. I want to feel needed. I want to feel like I'm of use to someone. I hate this feeling of rejection and feeling stupid. I guess it's my fault for internally always feeling high and mighty for being so smart...I'm not smart. I'm an idiot who didn't follow the right path for schooling and now those friends who may be in debt at least have jobs in which to pay it off, whereas me with no debt have been ignored because no one gives a crap about some retail chick who got fired because who wants to hire someone who's only been in crappy jobs for the last 20 years?
I know my friends are showing me these things because they are excited and happy for themselves and they're trying to get me to come work with them. But when those places aren't even looking at my resumes or treating my interviews with any amount of interest...and all I get are "sorry" responses...I just don't know what to do.
I know that I should feel happy because all of those 20 years I spent working I wished that I could not be working. But I wanted it to be my choice. This was not my choice. This is me wishing I could be doing something else about now. Or at the very least having my chosen profession being my crafting hobby and getting something out of that... nope.
And I pray over and over that I'll hear something and I feel more and more left behind by my friends and useless and I really don't want to feel like this because I'm sure I'm not all that fun to be around when I'm whining so much. But I just don't want to settle for some retail or service job again because I'll be even more miserable with everyone happily hanging out at their desks while I still don't have a desk (besides the one I'm typing at here at home right now) because I'm too stupid to get an actual job.
So...that's it. There's not much else to report. I'm plugging along with various things and trying to fit time in between all of these design tasks I keep being given (for no pay mind you) to submit resumes and then getting nothing back for my trouble. I just don't know what I'm doing wrong.
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