I’ve been unemployed for about half a year looking for jobs, really any kind of paying work, and I was nearing the point of no return with all the negative things I was telling myself. I wasn’t even being all that picky with my search criteria but I saw an opening for a nearby space aeronautical company and I applied (it’s not that glamorous of a position).
And just yesterday I got an offer for the job — this being a career field that’s always been a dream of mine to be a part of, and I can now tell people that I work on rockets and sending them to space!
Exciting job opportunity aside, I’m happy and thankful just for the fact that this moment has by no exaggeration saved my life. More than just the paychecks, it feels like being told I’m not totally useless and I’m wanted, needed even, by society.
I’ve been unemployed for about half a year looking for jobs, really any kind of paying work, and I was nearing the point of no return with all the negative things I was telling myself. I wasn’t even being all that picky with my search criteria but I saw an opening for a nearby space aeronautical company and I applied (it’s not that glamorous of a position).
And just yesterday I got an offer for the job — this being a career field that’s always been a dream of mine to be a part of, and I can now tell people that I work on rockets and sending them to space!
Exciting job opportunity aside, I’m happy and thankful just for the fact that this moment has by no exaggeration saved my life. More than just the paychecks, it feels like being told I’m not totally useless and I’m wanted, needed even, by society.
You are not your job, and your worth is not dependent on your economic output.
Took me decades to internalize this and I still occasionally struggle with it. But it’s good advice all the same.
True and I agree that we aren’t our jobs. I’m much more than a space guy.
But it still hurts getting rejected several dozen times in a row.