Still no job…fighting for my life.
Everyday I don’t find a job, I feel like a loser. A loser for letting myself get this far, and now look at me…
This town does not have any opportunities for me. I can’t move away though. My fiancé has a great paying job here, which he walks to work everyday, and me… A pile of bones looking to him to keep us afloat.
Wen will my luck being to change? I’m trying to stay positive, but How can you when you know every place here isn’t hiring, and what you really want to do cant happen without green paper.
I’m ready to give up, throw in the towel, and runaway
Bipolar, Unemployed & Lost 
I know exactly how you feel. I would give up job hunting altogether if my husband had a full time job. Hang in there. We’re unemployed bipolar buddies, aren’t we? 🙂
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We sure are 😦
‘We’re gonna make it after all!’
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Damn, but I can relate. Job hunting is like displaying your best parts only to be told that they aren’t good enough. It’s concentrated rejection… that you have to ask for day after day.
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Oh I know! My parts need repair! This town sucks!
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