Thank you so much, aka. I'm not sure why it helps to know someone else is going through the same or similar shit, but it does.
Also. I would've replied to your very sad entry of last week, but you had turned off replying, and I figured that meant you just wanted to express the lousy feelings without hearing anything back, because. Well. Sometimes one just wants to do that. So I didn't private message you, either. Feel like an ass, now, since apparently about a million other people did and you felt better as a result.
Believe me, I know the horror of being in a job you hate and feeling so very stuck there, to the point that even doing something to get unstuck (like working on a resume) seems pointless. I probably never would have left my old job because. The fear. Of change. And thinking, who the fuck's gonna hire me? Probably the best thing that happened to me at that job was they gave me a terminal contract and laid me off. I had wanted to get out of the job and the field for a while, but probably would have taken another 5 years to do it on my own. So I went back to school, took prereqs for nursing, got into nursing school, survived that, and finally became a nurse. The whole thing took 4 years, but I don't hate my job anymore.
So, hang in there. Something will probably happen to get you out of that job, even if you can't quite muster the action to do it yourself. Things have a way of ...knowing they need to happen, somehow. And they do. At least sometimes. Or so it seems.
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Also. I would've replied to your very sad entry of last week, but you had turned off replying, and I figured that meant you just wanted to express the lousy feelings without hearing anything back, because. Well. Sometimes one just wants to do that. So I didn't private message you, either. Feel like an ass, now, since apparently about a million other people did and you felt better as a result.
Believe me, I know the horror of being in a job you hate and feeling so very stuck there, to the point that even doing something to get unstuck (like working on a resume) seems pointless. I probably never would have left my old job because. The fear. Of change. And thinking, who the fuck's gonna hire me? Probably the best thing that happened to me at that job was they gave me a terminal contract and laid me off. I had wanted to get out of the job and the field for a while, but probably would have taken another 5 years to do it on my own. So I went back to school, took prereqs for nursing, got into nursing school, survived that, and finally became a nurse. The whole thing took 4 years, but I don't hate my job anymore.
So, hang in there. Something will probably happen to get you out of that job, even if you can't quite muster the action to do it yourself. Things have a way of ...knowing they need to happen, somehow. And they do. At least sometimes. Or so it seems.