I don’t know why these people keep trying to give you “solutions”. I know they’re trying to help, but you and I know that you don’t need answers. You need understanding, and brother, I understand. I’m in the middle of a fourth career change. I’ve got a Masters level education and no job prospects, and I feel hopeless about that, just like I feel hopeless about my love life (or lack thereof). I wanted to be established by now, but I’m not. Sometimes, the only thing that keeps me going is the knowledge that my death will hurt the people I care about. I’m used to being the cause of my own pain, but I will not allow myself to be the cause of somebody else’s.
The jobs will come, or they won’t. They probably will, but nobody knows for sure. What I do know, what you know, is that you and I will endure. We will endure because we are strong. You and I have both contemplated suicide, and there are people out there who want to make you think that’s weakness, but it’s not. It’s strength, because at the end of the day, we’re still here. WE SURVIVED. We stared into the abyss, and the abyss blinked first. Other people will face that precipice one day and not know if they’ll make it, but you and I know. We’ve been there, and we came back, and even if we find ourselves out there again, we’ll know we can come back because we have.
So, let the world be cruel. The world is cruel, and that’s a fact. But people like you and I can take it, and that’s a fact, too. So, I’ll pray for you my brother, but I won’t pray for the world to be less cruel to you, because I know you can take it. I’ll pray that you always remember how strong you are.