The Problem of the Unemployed

I hate being unemployed, just as much as a I hated being employed. I hate being unemployed because I hate the lack of identity.

When I was working, I was a consultant, and every time you meet someone new, one of the first things they ask is what do you do. And I like having an answer, because then you can talk about what you do and whether or not you like it, and if not, what do you want to do instead.

Now, I tell people I’m unemployed. And they ask why. I hate that they ask, because I have to explain how I got laid off, and how I’m not really sad about it. But they still apologize, because they want to appear nice, and it annoys me. I wish the fact that I’m lost could still be hidden the way it did when I was employed, it makes casual conversations easier to deal with.

But life is not about just the easy, but how you walk through the tough and come out a stronger, better person. And that’s what I intend on doing.