Being unemployed for so long and transitioning in a world that has fallen back in to being so hostile towards people like us has left me apprehensive to work. Truthfully I’m petrified, if even one of the places that I have applied to were to accept me, I might just breakdown. I try to reassure myself that I will be fine and things will work out but I’m not so sure how much I really believe it. Right now most of the comfort I find is in the conversations with the man i have fallen for.

I just feel too old at 23 to be living like a neet loser teenager, when i spent my teens sacrificing and doing things for others. Maybe this is my gift for doing that a year of experiencing the things I have missed out on for the past few.