Honestly – who said this gets better, that life gets better?
So, got another job rejection email today, that’s 4 this week. This one was for factory production line – it was my desperation application so really feeling like “seriously, am I unemployable?”
I look back at how my life was this time last year – safe and secure, husband, lovely home, no worries and now ……….
On a good note – s21 has moved off h driveway and into his own place. He is a happy b now. Both s are fine again, which was the aim of my premature return.
Both s tell me their relationship with h is better; they stick to safe subjects and are still hoping that his relationship ends; h hinted to sx18 that she was rushed into and not a keeper, however it does not look like she is going anywhere and h is going to try and juggle everyone; perhaps me coming back has made things easier for him.
I am fed up of this - feeling like I have this permanent weight on my chest. The worry of the job hunt, the sadness of losing my m, the confusion of what I want, the lack of direction and drive to feel positive about the future.
Thanks for being here for me and letting me ramble. Its my safe place :o)
