I grew up on a "dead end" street, and that is where I feel I have ended up. I don't know what to do with myself anymore. Even my hobby bores me. I wake up, check my email file the rejection emails for jobs applied for and hope that I will find a posting for my dream job this day. What is my dream job? I don't even think I am qualified for it. I no longer feel qualified for anything. The longer I stay unemployed, the more searching I do, the more obvious it becomes that I no longer have what it takes to do anything. I am not even a good housewife as I can not seem to motivate myself to even clean the bathroom mirror.
What am I good at? Is what I am good at what I want to do everyday? How can it be if after 36 years of living I don't even know what that is?.
In our new techno savvy environments how do you get your foot in the door when you don't know anyone or anything but a search engine and how to attach a lackluster resume to an online application. Is this how it ends up for the baby from the dead end? Or is there and over the rainbow for me too?
