I've been unemployed for one whole month. 31 days. Part of me loves it and the other part of me is absolutely freaking out. Tonight, the absolutely freaking out part is taking over. I'm beginning to believe the problem is not that the job I want is not available, the problem is with me. Or maybe I really have known I am the problem all along.
This has been long dark time in my life. I'm not sure why it happened or how.