So, new economic figures came out yesterday and, as no surprise, they continued a devastating trend. In summary, those without a job currently top 4 million and the unemployment rate is above 20% again.
Despite too many months of too many negative news, I have not become inmune to the severity of these numbers and the real drama they hide behind. I used to read about the precariousness of the Spanish labor market and browsed through numerous stories of people unable to find jobs, forced to migrate or work in barely-legal conditions. They all felt distant, until now that I am one in those 4 million.
I am frustrated, very frustrated. I don´t feel better than anyone else, but my resume is not ordinary either. I am bilingual, have several degrees, have lived abroad, worked over 10 years; I have done all I was supposed to do to have a job that would be fulfilling to me and meaningful to society. But instead, I am out of work and with pretty slim perspectives of finding one anytime soon.
The price tag is a hefty one and I am fighting, everyday, to remind myself that it is not my fault, that I am a good candidate, that I am employable. However, at this point, one of my main goals is to leave this phase with my self-esteem untouched.
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