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| My Frumpy Couch.. |
Déjà vu all over again!!! Back on my couch with my nonjudgmental
friend Fallout, and back to my roommates questioning all my life career choices.
I have to admit as the days turn into weeks since my lay off, I too have
wondered if it just wouldn’t be easier to reconsider taking a job with a large
drug company testing those poor depressed rats with the latest pharmaceutical
treatment. But that is not my desire, I long to assist in solving mass or
horrific crimes all over the country by using my laboratory skills as well as
my criminalistic knowledge. I know in my heart of hearts I am meant for this
work. I can separate my feelings from my tasks and situations to do my job
well. It doesn’t matter though, as much as I am trying to remember all my good
qualities, my doubt keep creeping in. The longer I go without a job the greater
my self-doubt, insecurities, and harsh critiques overcome my positivity. Who knows, maybe if another month goes by
without a job, I may need the latest antidepressant. Why does it always come
down to my dream or money..
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