Updated: Feb 14
Looking for work can be dehumanizing. You spend how many hours a day sending in applications, scrolling through page after page of postings, working on your resume, maybe even writing cover letters, and for what? Eighty percent of those thirty pages you scrolled through are jobs for which you're either grossly overqualified or not at all qualified. Of the twenty positions you applied for, you won't even get a polite rejection email from half of them; they'll just never get in touch. You occasionally get interviews, whether in person or by phone, which is great, until the interviewer reveals the job isn't at all how the post described it, or the compensation is half a step above poverty, or everything goes great, and you're excited about your prospects, and they tell you to expect to hear from them in the next few days...and you get a rejection email a week later. After a year of that, I shouldn't be surprised my self-esteem and sense of worth are in the toilet, but there we are. And! And if I try to take a step back, take a break, give myself some space from that grind, I feel guilty about it. Oh, and all this time, I'm struggling to feed my family and keep a roof over our heads. job searching is the freaking worst.