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Dear God,
Four months ago I left my high pressure job in fashion advertising, for a much needed rest. I was confident that I would soon find another role elsewhere.
Summer came and went, and now it’s mid April - the months are slipping by, I’m struggling to provide for my son, I can’t pay my bills and I’m being hunted by creditors all over town. I can’t sleep and start to cry at silly times. You see, I have applied for so many jobs, but can’t find the right fit. I don’t know who I’m supposed to be anymore, or why the last four years of my life hold no significance to the rest of the world. I believed once that I was a beautiful, creative and talented career woman, with much to offer. Every time I smile right now, it’s fake. I’m suffocating on my life and can’t believe that this is what I’ve worked so hard to become.