Life. Don't Talk To Me About Life...
Oct. 13th, 2007 02:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hantsbearI am not living. I am merely existing. I can't find the way out my life's problems at the moment. I am stuck. Nearly every job application I have submitted is rejected as I apparently can't communicate that I could do the job blindfolded. The one job application I was successful with has me on a waiting list, hanging on waiting for a phone call. But I need to be in a permanent job before Christmas otherwise I lose money.
Yes, there are people worse off than me. Yes, I have got my health - just about. Yes, I have a roof over my head. I have food in my belly. But I have lost a lot in the last year and right now I can't see myself ever getting even a fraction of it back.
Yes, there are people worse off than me. Yes, I have got my health - just about. Yes, I have a roof over my head. I have food in my belly. But I have lost a lot in the last year and right now I can't see myself ever getting even a fraction of it back.
