How Does It Feel To Be Unemployed?

Why do we create false dreams and hopes? Why do we want to believe in a brighter future that is against logic? Why do people feel the urge to cheer up someone in the middle of a disaster? Is optimism a form of self-defense against reality?

There are some things that I don’t hear people saying to each other, even though I think we should be communicating with honesty. My never-ending soul-searching journey with some statements that were meant to provoke conversations in any kind of group.

Losing your job is not the best thing that happened to you!

Feel free to change my mind. You might feel the opposite in the long run, but it takes time. Sometimes when the economy is bad, it even takes more time than you first thought. Nowadays, too many people are losing their livelihoods.

Not even to mention that some people live in families. Losing a job greatly affects every person that is in that family. I wish that would be part of the common sense. I know it feels great to play the power game, but it is not fair to unnecessarily hurt people, especially young adults. Anyway, back to my original topic.

Does it matter what kind of job it was? Some jobs were great, some were good enough, and some jobs sucked anyway. Humans hate change. Leaving your job hurt, fading into memory hurt, face uncertainty is scary. If you say that you lost your job, people immediately snap back that “It might be the best thing that happened to you.” or “You will find a much better job.”
Why do we have to diminish someone’s sadness? Sadness is part of our lives, and we should make room in our hearts for that feeling too.

Why do we label feelings and events as good and bad? Things are changing, and feelings are changing with time. Would it be more realistic to feel in the present and say things like “Right now, it feels good” or “Right now, it feels bad”?

Some unfortunate events lead to a better understanding of our life or a better way of living, but who turns the unfortunate event into a fortunate one? You do it.

We all work very hard to make things happen. Why give credit to fate, luck, or any other religious figure? It was our decision, our power, our sweat and tears.

Sometimes I wish I could believe in any religion. I learned a lot from my grandmother, who was deeply religious. She lost her children. She lost her love. She lived in pain. And when I asked her how she coped with all those things, she said something surprising. She said it is God’s will. My grandmother felt like she couldn’t do anything about it, and she just accepted everything that came her way.

I know there is a debate if religion and God are man-made, but I’m pretty sure it’s useful when times are tough.

No one will send you a job on your way. You will work for it, and that will be the best thing that happened to you. You did it! You feel belong again, and that is one of the most basic human needs.

We change each other’s lives — act respectfully.

Thanks for reading!

Feel free to add your opinion.