Picking Yourself Up After Letting Yourself Go

fureverywhere

fureverywhere

beloved friend who will always be with us in spiri
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Northern NJ, USA
I'll admit I've been depressed for awhile. Getting canned from an idiot job that had no hours anyway. Losing the insurance from idiot job. Missing some co-workers from idiot job. Trying to find a new job and being over or under qualified...not to mention online job applications. Argggggh, you could enlist and put down less information. Or you fill out the whole shebang...compose your cover letter and attach your resume. The screen won't submit.

You look in every corner of the screen
It will not submit

Then in little tiny red letters " Wrong date format", okay I got it...fix date format...but now half of the little boxes have unchecked themselves. Fill those in
It will not submit

Okay top of your head how much were you making at a job you had ten years ago
"You must enter a value"

Okay I'll guess

And all the little boxes are empty again...frustrating is an understatement.

I haven't been getting my exercise, no jewelry, no makeup, just kind of shuffling through the day. Except for Callie and seeing Mr. Baby at Thanksgiving...sigh.

So today I decided it's time to wake up here. Normally enough shadow to keep my eyelids warm. Pulled out all my little potions until I look tastefully embalmed. Made an appointment to have my hair cut tomorrow. Pulling it all back in a sloppy scrunchie isn't working. Also adding a few bracelets just because. Start getting the pups out every night again.

I have a cattle call interview Monday and submitting more applications than I can count. Yup time to wake up again.:cool:
 

Really very sorry to hear you're having a run of bad luck.......I just looked into my crystal ball and I see everything all better by the first of the year which is only 3 more weeks. :)
 
Thank you everybody, I just gotta remember that. The one on Monday would be full time plus I could dress up every day, wouldn't that be lovely? Paws crossed, I hope Ike's crystal ball is on target.
 
I sure understand how you can let yourself go, its all very stressful and depressing. I feel the same way now that I have turned 80 and most of my friends are dead. I think whats the use of dressing up, getting my hair done or doing anything for that matter, but hey, we have to shake ourselves up and get going, even doing just one purposeful thing a day helps, one small goal to meet. We have to keep going or we will "go under". I shall pray for you. Be kind to yourself. Eventually you will land the right job. Very best wishes..
 
Thank you Joan, I think that's the secret. A sense of purpose. My Dad volunteered for the VA hospital in his eighties. Helping other vets get through what they had to do. You know something I would do if I could just volunteer instead of paid employment? Our local hospitals...all the babies abandoned or born with a habit. They need loving too. They have volunteers go in and do extra cuddling before social services steps in. But something meaningful to you. For me it's makeup and tribal bracelets and I'm ME again...don't forget the perfume.
 
IKE said:
Really very sorry to hear you're having a run of bad luck.......I just looked into my crystal ball and I see everything all better by the first of the year which is only 3 more weeks. :)
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You had to go and remind me! Now I'll be more wound-up than ever. 'Cause my B.D. happens at mid-year, so now I'm 73- and 1/2! imp
 
I hope you find something good really soon Fur. I know those online job applications can be very frustrating, my grandkids ran into that when they were job hunting for awhile. It sounds like you are on the right track, just don't give up.
 
Fur..Glad you're brightening up a bit...finding a new job is a job..been there done that. I sympathize with all the difficulties involved. When life kicks us in the gut I get wanting to curl up in a ball and hibernate...but after a while it's like..I'm still here...it's gonna be okay..get to gettin girl.

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You say you would love to volunteer instead of work, so why not do some volunteering while you are waiting to get another job. Many a volunteer position has turned into full-time employment. Best wishes
 
joan321 said:
I sure understand how you can let yourself go, its all very stressful and depressing. I feel the same way now that I have turned 80 and most of my friends are dead. I think whats the use of dressing up, getting my hair done or doing anything for that matter, but hey, we have to shake ourselves up and get going, even doing just one purposeful thing a day helps, one small goal to meet. We have to keep going or we will "go under". I shall pray for you. Be kind to yourself. Eventually you will land the right job. Very best wishes..
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Hi Joan,

Welcome to SF...and what a very positive post. None of us until we get into our Autumn and winter years generally get to know what it feels like to start losing all our friends and family over a close period of time, and it's something really which might be a good idea to discuss on a senior forum for those of us who are younger and have that ahead of us potentaially, particularly those who may be widowed with no family.


May you continue to have that same positive attitude. :D
 
Thank you for responding. The main reason I signed onto this site was to connect with other people in the same situation as myself. When we are surrounded by family and friends and even still have our mothers and fathers, we give little thought to the 'winter' years, but then, all too soon, they are upon us. Our parents pass on and many of our friends too, and even those friends who are still here may have serious health problems, which restricts their ability to be companions because their main focus has to be on their health. I have lost two very close friends, one who lived in the apartment below me and whom I saw every day, and another special friend also. Two months ago another friend moved far away. I am devastated and feel lonely and abandoned. I ask myself how did the yeas fly by so quickly. Why did I live so long. However, I am a fighter and I am trying to work out a plan of survival. I have made a life sized male rag doll and he lies in bed with me at night. I put his arm around me and cuddle up to him. It only takes a little imagination to feel comforted. My son and one or two other people think I am really weird, but, hey, it works for me. Also I plan in one hour of doing something around the house that has been needing attention for some time. Also I try to get outside and take at least a 20 minute walk. If I am really lonely I take a book and sit in a coffee shop, then go to the grocery store and pick up a nice treat for later in the evening. Also I have Netflicks and I make sure that I talk to at least one person each day, maybe chatting over a cup of tea. A younger friend of mine has agreed that I can call her any time I start to have an anxiety attack, and that is very helpful, because there are many nights when I just wish there was someone I could talk to, but the two remaining friends I have in the senior residence I live in go to bed very early. I am trying to think of a group I could join and go once a week in order to meet more people. I have been the rounds of volunteering, senior centers, etc. and am burned out on most things. However I do have faith that someone is watching over me and that one day I will see the reason for everything that has happened in my life. God bless all you lonely people out there. My heart goes out to you because I know exactly how you feel.
 

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