So I went to the Job Centre today to sign on for JSA for the first time in my life. The lady asked me why I resigned and I told her that I was stressed and panicked and walked out of my last job.
After four years. It was the best job I ever had. And I fucked it up, because I am autistic.
For three months I have been applying for everything and anything and have had countless rejections.
So I burst into tears. I never cry. Ever. but I just couldn't stop. So in addition to the shame of signing on, I had the added humiliation of being a sobbing mess that everyone in the whole room was staring at.
I passed my pathetic CV over the desk to her and realised just how little I have to show for my 42 years on earth. I will never be able to retire, for a start. I know have to stay alive for my parents sakes but I am increasingly unsure if I will even be able to do that.
I have no idea why I am posting this really.