Heard last night that I will not be going back for a final round with my top choice for a job right now. Felt like my world got turned upside down. These rejections hurt so much because once the opportunity is out there, I become a planner. I convince myself that this is THE job. This is THE city that i am going to live in. This is THE only possible option for me to live a fabulous life. And that is why it hurts SO BAD when I don’t get the chance. Because I feel like I lost the job and the imagined lifestyle that was beginning to feel real.
So I think I cry over the fact that I have to build a new plan just as much as the loss of the position itself.
But last night, after I had got the tears to stop flowing — scratch that, after the girls had soothed me to the point of exhaustion — I wrote some stuff down:
This is
sad
a letdown
frustrating
disappointingThis is not
the end of the world
a measure of my value
the last opportunity
the last time I will fail
a reason to stop trying
unfair[Company Name Here] is not the only place where I can
have fun
learn
grow
move up
earn money
make a difference
be creativeTomorrow I will
do my best for [insert name of another company here]
email that PR lady
call [insert company name here]
Simple stuff, right? Stuff I should always know, right? Stuff I should always be reminding myself of. This job search is rough. And while I hope it is getting better, I fear it could get worse.
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