I've never been great at letting go. At times, the refusal to quit is a great trait to have. But there are those other moments in life when the line between persevering ... and trying to force something to happen ... gets blurry. When is enough enough? When you're satisfied that you've given it your best last shot? When you're foolishly clinging to something that is probably not meant to be?
Being a person who has immense difficulty accepting failure, I've certainly held fast to many a thing long past its expiration date. I've doled out too many chances to people who didn't deserve it. I've given friends the benefit of the doubt, when clearly calling to see how I'm doing never crosses their minds. But what's really weighing heavily on me at the moment is my career path.
I have a useless master's degree that hasn't been put to use in nearly 4 years. I invested 7 years of my life in college, worked 2 years in my field, and now can't even get a job close to what my degree should be worth. Am I desperately clinging to my "investment" because of what it *should* have earned me by now, under some delusion that the seven hundredth job application-resume-cover letter-transcript-reference letter sent out will pay off with a position after all this time?
Ironically, I DID give up on this career 3 years ago. I gave away all of my books and resources and 99% of the materials I had spent years gathering. But after trying in vain to get any kind of other job, I have found my degree essentially useless for that purpose. In fact, I could have gotten more job offers with JUST a high school diploma. So I tried once again to get the job I am licensed to do and loved at one time. It's not happening.
Honestly, I just want to say "f**k it." I am so blessed tired of begging for a job I don't even know if I want anymore. I have screwed the whole daggone thing up: life, love, work, home, friendship. *sigh*