Six months ago, a week before my birthday, I made a stupid mistake at work and I knew I was going to get fired.
In June I was given severance. With no job lined up despite desperately searching.
Today, HOURS after getting rejected from another job I finally got the call, a job I had written off offered me a position. I cried, hugged my partner, called my mom.
Is it what I WANT to do? No. But it’s for the state in a department I love.
Keep at it folks, there’s an end in sight.