Last time at the therapist I was told that I should focus less on looking for work online and in newspapers, and rather focus on building a (real life) social network and try to get a job that way. I was a bit lost for words when I was told that, as my therapist is well aware I’m an introvert and shows great understanding for that.
I can honestly say I hated the job and that I’ve met my emotional limit when it comes to call centres. As my therapist said, ‘a call centre is one of the worst places for an introvert’.
As I didn’t like the job I couldn’t care less about explaining what really happened that day, as I actually was relieved knowing I wasn’t going back to that hell.
This morning I felt okay, but mostly because I knew I wouldn’t be on the phone as we were having a written test today. We had to go on the phone the last 45min, but for some reason it just went down hill from there.
Managed to take two calls, as I dragged out the time between to, trying not too go available. I hate being like this and I really hate my job.
This is not why I came to Australia. I didn’t come here to work in yet another call centre that just drags me down in the mud.
Had a really good idea for an article, but now I just don’t have the motivation to write it.
Can’t afford to resign either, so I’m trapped at this job; until I get a new one…
For the last week, or maybe even two, there have been a few moaning posts on my Tumblr and Twitter account. I could pretend my accounts got hacked, but they didn’t. It was me, but really not, if you understand what I mean.
The last few days I’m actually contemplating going totally dark. I haven’t posted anything on my main blog in ages, my tumblr blog is getting filled with random moaning and so is my twitter account.
It feels like I’m back in the same situation I was in Sweden. Forcing myself to take a job I really don’t want just to make ends meet, but still don’t have enough money; and then almost going totally off the grid just to try to get some time to rest and relax after work.
Last month I put a BMX bike on lay-by, but looking our economic situation I think I will be lucky if I get it within this year.
In other words, again I seem be mistakenly be spending more than I earn.
I was really looking forward coming to Australia with my wife, but since we came here it has been a constant struggle for us. I applied to 70-80 jobs, and of course ended up with yet another call-centre job; my medical condition doesn’t seem too positive and my wife is unable to start working as she has some medical problems limiting her possibilities.
This is also one of the reasons I’ve thought about taking a break for the Internet for a while, or at least blogging. Lately, because of our misfortune, all I’ve been writing about is how unhappy I am with all of this. I’m sure some find it comforting, knowing they might not be the only ones having a hard time, but this isn’t really who I am. It also makes me very uninspired to write good articles.
Hopefully things will turn around. Wish I knew when, because I need that to happen yesterday.
Take care…
Note: This article might contain grammatical errors or what not. At the moment I don’t care.
Introvert Zone writes:
Introverts may need plenty of alone time, but we also need love, and we love our special person fiercely. I was asked a few days ago to get into how introverts handle love and possibly rejection, so this post is a start. There are so many in-depth things about introverts and love that will also need to be talked about in the coming days and weeks, so I’ll start with some general observations about how love may be different for us.
Yet another article I feel most of my friends should read.
Earlier this week I was moaning about not feeling to well, and generally feeling very very very odd. That kind of passed on Thursday and mostly on Friday. Today, Saturday, has been a bit odd. No, it has been very odd.
I felt okay this morning, just very dry in the mouth and a bit tired. No big deal, I thought. During the day I’ve been blowing my nose randomly, but I haven’t felt like I’m coming down with something; like you usually do.
Now I think that feeling is here. I don’t feel feverish, but I feel far from okay. I’m not surprised I wakeup tomorrow with a heavy cold tomorrow. Hopefully a cold only of course, as I hope it’s not the swine flu.
Seems like I’m back to the old routine again. Working Mon-Fri and not getting any rest during Sat-Sun.
At the moment I’m not motivated for anything. I’m getting a bit sick and tired (mentally) of having all these setbacks since we arrived in Oz.
That’s enough ranting for tonight. I will at least be tweeting tomorrow.
Not sure I will be blogging, which I hoped to do.
