I have to go on social welfare. Feeling suicidal, embarrassed and hopeless.
I was in college but now I can’t get a grant so I have to drop out. because I can’t afford it. I’m 19 and I have a massive fear of social interaction with authority figures. In my country, if you want social welfare, you have to go to the unemployment centre every week to sign on and then you must go to the post office and personally collect it from the clerk. All of this is going to be so overwhelming for me. I feel ashamed and I honestly don’t know how I’ll handle it. I haven’t even been able to purchase something at a store for years, now I’m basically going to have to beg.
I don’t really have any qualifications, besides a leaving cert, (Irish version of SATs) or experience. If I am able to get a job it will only be something dead end with low pay. I honestly can’t see myself struggling through life for the next 50 to 60 years. The thought of it just makes me want to die. I’m not actually suicidal but I really don’t want to live. I have no friends, no job, no social life, no fun. I can’t remember a time when I actually enjoyed myself. I just don’t see the point in living when it’s all so dull and hopeless.
I plan on being a writer and have submitted my wok to fifteen literary agents this week. It will take them one to four months to respond. I really don’t think I’ll get published but a part of me has a lot of hope. But another part says my writing isn’t good enough.
Either way, going on the dole (social welfare) is inevitable. I’ve tried to look up jobs but they all require degrees and experience. What on earth am I going to do I my writing career doesn’t work out?
Last night I stayed up crying about it. I've been living in denial that everything would be okay but now reality is catching up with me.:crying:
I was in college but now I can’t get a grant so I have to drop out. because I can’t afford it. I’m 19 and I have a massive fear of social interaction with authority figures. In my country, if you want social welfare, you have to go to the unemployment centre every week to sign on and then you must go to the post office and personally collect it from the clerk. All of this is going to be so overwhelming for me. I feel ashamed and I honestly don’t know how I’ll handle it. I haven’t even been able to purchase something at a store for years, now I’m basically going to have to beg.
I don’t really have any qualifications, besides a leaving cert, (Irish version of SATs) or experience. If I am able to get a job it will only be something dead end with low pay. I honestly can’t see myself struggling through life for the next 50 to 60 years. The thought of it just makes me want to die. I’m not actually suicidal but I really don’t want to live. I have no friends, no job, no social life, no fun. I can’t remember a time when I actually enjoyed myself. I just don’t see the point in living when it’s all so dull and hopeless.
I plan on being a writer and have submitted my wok to fifteen literary agents this week. It will take them one to four months to respond. I really don’t think I’ll get published but a part of me has a lot of hope. But another part says my writing isn’t good enough.
Either way, going on the dole (social welfare) is inevitable. I’ve tried to look up jobs but they all require degrees and experience. What on earth am I going to do I my writing career doesn’t work out?
Last night I stayed up crying about it. I've been living in denial that everything would be okay but now reality is catching up with me.:crying: