I got laid off 3 years ago and haven’t been able to find permanent work since. Salaried jobs, or “adult jobs” as I call them, I’ve had no luck finding, especially as I have a very peculiar set of skills and am useless and uninterested in anything else. And I really have no desire to change fields, especially since there’s very little I’m good at.
But the “teenager jobs,” the dead-end, low-wage, hourly jobs that I’ve wasted most of my life doing, won’t hire me either. They say I’m overqualified and overeducated, that they know I’d be bored by the work and would leave the minute I found something better. All that IS true, but nevertheless…
I have no credit because I’ve always paid for things in cash. The only thing that’s kept me off the streets is help from my mom, and even she is running out of money now. Plus I feel like less than a man having to get parental support at the age of 40. At least I don’t have a wife or kids to support.
This spring my apartment complex burned in the second-worst fire in my city’s history, and though my apartment was spared even smoke or water damage, I had to make an expensive move elsewhere in town.
The on-going problem has made me a ball of stress. Friends and relatives keep their distance because I’m so depressing to be around.This problem has taken a major toll on my physical and mental health. Medication hasn’t really helped, and now my doctor tells me he wants me to get an MRI this week. Obviously, with no insurance, a procedure like this costing thousands is gonna be a killer.
And yes, I’ve tried every conceivable method of finding work, including many techniques you’d not have heard of. I’ve pretty much given up hope of finding anything, at least that will pay me adequately. And at the age of 40 I am painfully aware of how much time has been wasted and how little time I have left. It just seems a crime I can’t exercise the talents God has so graciously granted me.
Sorry to be such a whiner.