rough winds do shake the darling buds of may · 7:24am May 3rd, 2014
so I find myself... alive, I guess. I'm kind of mixed up at the moment because whilst I'm finally "officially" unemployed, things are still not final nor finalized.
I will forever more not understand how hard it is to merely go up to the unemployment agency and say "yeah, you remember when I had a job? Well now I don't, can you do your thing and help me not end up living in a cardboard box and digging food out of dustbins?"
Seriously: if you're too young to have gone through it yet, or are too firmly ensconced in work that you don't remember, then spare a thought for the mammoth amount of useless and yet utterly essential paperwork you have to go through. You need to know so many things, you have to be able to prove so many facts and jump through so many goddamn hoops all without feeling like a worthless piece of shit to get the pittance that keeps your from the poorhouse that it's not even funny. Never has the sweet surcease of oblivion at the end of a gun sandwich seemed to attractive an option.
That last bit is a joke. Mostly. I'm not intending on killing myself, but hot damn if I don't sympathize.
Anyway, whilst I'm officially "unemployed" I am still waiting on my former work to give me my last influx of cash and all of those fucking essential pieces of paper that I really, really can't do without if I'm going to receive any sort of support at all.
I wouldn't care if it were just me, but it's not.
It's so stressful it's not even funny. And I don't even know how much support I'm going to get. Not fair. Not fair at all.
So... yeah. I'll just be hiding over here, curled in a ball, sobbing gently, okay? Don't mind me, I won't make too much of a fuss.
Mids! Glad to hear from you!
We've all been there, man. Being unemployed was such an awful time for me, and I made the mistake of shunning help and support from friends because I felt I somehow deserved it. Messed me up for quite a while.
You're a good, talented chap, I'm sure you'll be back on your feet in no time!
Oh, wow. You are as bad off as me and mine, right now, it seems. I thought things were doing better for you than that. I am sorry to hear of your trouble.
No, it isn't fair. Yes, it sucks, utterly. Utterly.
I hear you. I hear it is No Fun in capital letters. And I know how just damn plain wearying it all is - I've dealt with unemployment issues before. I am sad this is happening to you.
Goddamnit that sucks. Do you think you'll be able to find a new job quickly? "Prove you're a worthy human being and not underclass scum" paperwork is the worst.
Ugh, yeah, that sucks... *gives middy a hug*
Gosh. When you contemplate, you contemplate philosophically.
My empathy lies with you; I've had more than my share of the darkness of the mind as I try to take it from others.
You'll be fine, as long as you embrace the light in others and yourself without shunning the dark.
I hate going to the unemployment office. The second time I had to file for unemployment I actually got two callbacks and an interview over the phone by the time I had even finished the paperwork, lucky me. Here's hoping something like that happens to you as well, good luck.
Different places, different styles of paperwork.
Hopefully you can find something appropriate for yourself for a job. But let us also hope that you do not have a ticking clock working against you while searching.
I've been there.
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No matter how miserable it gets, remember that you have the refuge and support of friends here.
Urgh, I'm sorry to hear how shit things are for you right now, mids. I was worried when I didn't see you for a while, and I guess my worries were somewhat justified. :(
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Well I have A Plan (in capital letters): namely, I'm going back to school. I've actually been doing that since January, but that doesn't stop me stressing over people in an organization that can pretty easily decide to not cut me any slack when it comes to the tiniest little mistake or deficiency in the reams and reams of fucking dumb paperwork I have to sift through.
Add to that a work which is dragging its feet in giving me what, by law, they have to provide and I'm just not in a happy place. The sword of damocles is not fun to sit under, and I'm going to be doing that for a month or so yet. I try not to worry, but the whole rigmarol has such a long cycle if they get shitty with me it can drag on and on uncomfortably long.
I'm grown up enough that my problems - the scale of my financial burdens - have grown with me, and my obligations do not go away even though my works obligation to pay me has, and my ability to complete my part of the bargain for the social welfare safety net is hampered by them and there's nothing I can do about it.
It's just fucking unfair and incredibly stressful.
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I do. Venting helps. I try not to burden everyone else, I know it's no fun listening to a whiny sob-story.
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Yeah, I'm just... trying to hold it together. And it's difficult.
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If for some reason things seem to be going downhill obscenely fast and you need assistance, give me a shout.
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Not sure what to say. If there's anything we can do, say so already.
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I wish there were.