Got another job application rejected. It was just for a fucking weekend job in a shop. This whole thing gets seriously depressing sometimes.
I find out tomorrow whether or not I'm going to have to leave my job. I'm totally expecting the latter. I'm in serious panic mode. No job means no money, no money means no savings, no savings means no PhD, no PhD means no ambition, no career plans, no exciting future.
Plus, if I can't even get a weekend job in H&M, chances are I'm not going to get hired as a fucking lecturer.
My self esteem has taken a massive nosedive and I'm just..
lost.
x
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