An experience that shatters your entire perception of life. A leap from the light and an eternity in darkness, fear and fright. Each night alone, crying, drowning in your sorrows. Tomorrow comes and it is yet another brutal fight. Your mind dissillusioned, you are pushed around by the job centre to pathetic job groups who patronise you further. Only a few quids a fortnight, nothing that can sustain you into the next two weeks. Life sucks when you are jobless. Suddenly you have no future, no hope and no friends and no money. Then you starve, eat well and then starve the rest of the time. You bide your time, grit your teeth to the harsh winds against your ashen face. Life is a different place, a different more cruel phase. You wonder when it will ever end. But then it is too late because you die in depression. Alone to lay, smelling out the place. Only a year later, a policeman discovers your body. No friends, no buddys, no money, life sure is shitey.
Ive lost or had to quit every job ive ever had so far. Im with you. Im also in bad health, and all my (ok, my very few) friends live far away. But hey, this is life, and we sure have it easy Im young and so are you. Well find our place Try not to be down If id have let stuff get to me id have been that year old cadavre long ago
Unemployment is like a slow death. It eats away at your confidence, gnaws away at your self esteem. Keeps you awake all night long. Thanks to unemployment, your carpet is worn out from pacing up and down last night. Nobody wants to be your friend anymore. The way it is, when the chips are down, you notice people walking out of your life.They could be long good friends. It is human nature I suppose. I was employed a week ago for five minutes. I barely begun my first shift and the head chef said I wasn't good enough. I took my leave well aware of my anger swelling up. Because for the first time in three years, I really thought I could start to improve myself and start thinking of leisure, socialising rather than getting a job. but who was I kidding. It was too good to be true. But one shouldn't abandon hope completely. But there comes a time when you have to decide whether to continue the madness or escape. Hard decision, but unemployment is a hard tribulation. May I wish anyone who is also unemployed, the best of luck. Nowadays competition is just so stiff. It aint a case of just "getting a job". If it were that simple, this country would be self sufficient enough not to be in the Eu. But that should be for another debate/thread. I have a long story. It is over the past three years.
Among some of my lowest points was the time when i was told caring about other animals, being unable to drink cows milk and having a serious physical medical condition were in the same league as being a paedophile or psychopath and i was therefore unfit to work with small children Admittedly i havent looked for employment since, as all my other jobs failed too, although at least they didnt make it so damn personal Im not sure where to go from here, and to be honest just staying alive is currently my priority, as i have lots to deal with. I joined college but ive been unable to make it in much But as you said, hope cant be abandoned. There WILL be opportunities for us. As i said before, we have it easy. Im not letting it get me down anymore. Im looking forward to all thats to come. Hopefully i wont encounter so many heartless people as before As for escape...i do often dream. Leaving the system and all that. I wonder if itll actually happen Anyway, dont let it grind you down, John Life is good
I won't let it grind me down I have music to listen to and a faith that cannot be completely be destroyed. As every sun that rises, is another fresh loaf of bread to soothe my hunger and mop away my tears. The crusts of the bread signify a strength that will see me through. If not today, tomorrow, if not tomorrow, I don't know when. In my deepest moments of unemployment, I used to put on my headphones and dance around my bedroom with tears in my eyes. I would cut my arms and let the blood flow as my tears used to fall. I used to suffer insomnia, pacing up and down without sieze. Rising up like yeast and trying to get some sleep by imagining a lovely lake with blue tranquil waters. Just me and my girlfriend Rita to sit beside, watching a sun set and holding each other close in peace and trusting. The 21st Century is a very competitive market. The New Deal has let many down by promising to equip young unemployed people and even 50 plus with the skills, qualifications we need to succeed. Like Brown said, There should be an end to glass ceilings. each person should have the right and the opportunity to excercise their true talents. We are the people and so are those who are barely old enough to vote. As I eat my bread once more. Nothing like Kingsmill or Hovis. More of Tesco value. I only wish one day I could put some jam of a job on my bread. And maybe place some cheese of a career on it too. Time is now, for tomorrow is history and history is now.We should live in the moment as one good friend used to say. And by God, she had a point. I think there is a need for change in our system and perhaps the unemployed may be able to get employment sooner rather than later. Because, time is also against us. The longer we are out of work, the harder it becomes. Like a bridge or a tunnel parabel We build a bridge over a little stream. With time, the stream expands into a river. We can still build a bridge. Over more time, the river turns into a small lake. We can span a bridge still. Then over more time, the river turns into a small ocean. We can build a channel tunnel. Then the small ocean becomes the great Pacific. Now man realises he cannot build a bridge nor bore a tunnel under this. For any attempt to bore under this pacific would be impossible. Now the man realises he is unemployable. The gap is too big to fill and all his Cv and attempts at interview will fawlter like the tunnel itself, if he should dare bore under the pacific.
Unemployment means time. Something employed people crave. Time to do something different. The only bugger about it is the lack of money, But if you've got something creative or inventive to do, now's your chance. As soon as your working you'll be cursing yourself for all the things you didn't do.
problem with time, you can have too much time. I have no motivation anymore. I am practically dead already. If life is going to continue like this for the next three years, I might phone the funeral directors at the Co-op. Really, I don't mean to be the voice of doom. It is just a consequence of years of unemployment. My nickname is now Edward Scissorhands. The soundtrack to my life would be the original soundtrack to Edward Scissorhands. By Danny Elfman.
You make me smile Dont give up J0hn, your motivation will come back. It will. Ive been practically dead for the past few months too, but enoughs enough eh? This is life. One shot. Lets get on with it (and i KNOW it aint gona be easy. I know)
