I live in a very dull, depressing place at the moment of writing. I don't have a job at the time and I am skeptical about getting one now. I want to go back to where I was before I moved in to this place with my family (this wasn't a voluntary move, by the way), but without a job and most importantly, without money, I can't. I am stuck here.
This prospect upsets me at this very moment. I have lots of things to look forward to where I wish to go back to, but as long as I am, as I feel it, trapped here, they're but distant dreams. At least, where I want to go, there's a job market, opportunity, post secondary schooling, and places to buy stuff that I want or need! Yet, there's little of all of those in this dump. Mostly what I am looking forward to is my social life, which was healthy where I was before this place, of which I have little here.
I may have came off as a depression case there, or something pertaining to social issues, and I can admit that I do have a problem with social issues. It's not that I can't build up much in the way of friendships or acquaintances here, but it's that I don't. I have a problem with generalizing people in this region, but from what I know of them already, I made and still make the effort to avoid them. They're bible-thumpers for one, and I don't bide well with such a crowd. They've also a strange attitude towards people that are not from the area, as in, out-of-towners. This is one of the reasons that the job market here, of which there's almost none, is a detrimental aspect to anyone's success in this dump. After all, it has the highest unemployment rate in the province at 9.8% last time I checked so this is firm evidence that there's this odd vibe towards people looking for a job whom none of the employers or townsfolk know. But I will try all I can to get a fixed income so that I can escape from this horrid town.
After all, I am looking forward to reuniting with a special someone where I am hoping to go. I have plans to go back by April '08. That is, if I can. My sanity is on the line as long as I remain here. I don't think I am a very healthy person here. My family knows this and they feel bad for me. But I will triumph over this berg. I'm not going to let my emotions get the best of me here, as I know that I won't have to be here for all my life anyway.
Here's to hoping...
