This last week was uneventful, hence why I am so behind on my weekly blog post. I had a birthday, which was pretty low-key (as it should be when you’re single, unemployed, near 30 and living with your parents). And I had decided long ago to take this week off, in order to decompress, relax and celebrate (or lament about) being yet another year older.
So a week passed with little drama and absolutely no progress on the job search; however, I did find myself thinking a lot about camaraderie, as I found myself surrounded by great friends both new and old, both physical and virtual.
Being unemployed is hard. There are often feelings of shame, embarrassment, regret… etc. associated with the label. Often, when I am networking or with large groups of people also looking for work I forget these feelings. But at unexpected moments they creep into my psyche, and it is terrible.
As I was enjoying some fabulous falafel at a great Milwaukee restaurant last week, I found myself to be the only one at the table still not working. Former coworkers surrounded me. Some who had never left the company, some that left willingly and moved on to bigger and better things, and one who, like myself, is still looking for work. But she, unlike me, is working part-time, as a designer. She is out there. She is getting a paycheck. I love my friends and would be lost without them, but those moments are difficult. And in those moments I turn to…blogs.
No seriously folks, I do. I read the testimonials of other people out there, people who appear talented, capable, and smart. Each day I discover someone else who is going through this recession “with” me.
Last week, I enjoyed the company of wonderful long-time friends as we celebrated my birthday. And I also enjoyed the company of wonderful “virtual” friends who, though unknowingly, help me on a daily basis through this whole ugly process of searching, applying, recovering from rejection and grasping at straws.
So, thank you to all.