Waiting...

I usually post on depression. I am waiting on a call for a job. One I hope I got, but there is no word yet.

I have built this unemployment thing up into something bigger than it is.

I am having trouble leaving the phone (I don't have a cell) and going about my day. I am also angsting over what will happen if I don't get the job.

I am doing deep breathing, imagery, and focusing. I am using positive statements (for the most part.) I realize that the job is not equal to my own self, that it is not the only thing about me that matters. I am more than my employment.

I just wanted to state that.

Unfortunately, I have been searching for over a year. My work experience is very specialized, and although I have been broadening my resume, I have had little nibbles.

This was my second interview in my discipline. The only back-up is substitute teaching.

Today I have finished three applications. No phone call. I am getting more and more anxious. Trying not to lose it.

I am applying for every job I am even remotely appropriate for. No nibbles. The only interviews I have had were for teaching/education positions. Seriously, I send out at least 7-8 apps a week.

And now I am up with anxiety.