Just got rejected for yet another job - this time one I actually wanted. Trying not to let it get to me that much but I’m so fed up of being skint and of being continually told I’m not good enough for jobs I know I could do with my eyes closed.
It’s one thing losing out on a minimum wage retail job that I probably would have hated anyway, but this one was actually something I would have enjoyed and involved me writing for a living. It just feels like I’m constantly running up against a wall and I’ve no idea what I’m doing wrong. I can’t get jobs I’m overqualified for and graduate programmes don’t want me either.
So now, after three years and nine grand of getting a first class degree, I’m going to have to sign on to jobseeker’s benefits. This isn’t how they said it would be. They tell you if you do well in school, you go to uni and you get a good job. It’s bullshit. Right now it feels like all that work was for nothing.
Alicia Florrick, Diane Lockhart, and Kalinda Sharma are the holy triumvirate of badass lady characters and they need to be worshiped and adored by the masses
Sometimes I’m someone else and then I come back, but I still feel them. All of them. I’ve been many people. I can hear them, sometimes suddenly. I’m all of them, but none of them is me. Do you know who’s real?
Mean Clones: Who is Delphine Cormier?