I’ve been angry since college.
I never got a job in my field (Finance) after I graduated. No entry level position. No foot in the door. Nothing.
It made me mad to be rejected so many times by prospective employers without being given a single chance to prove myself. It seemed unfair.
Every successive job I didn’t get felt more and more like another “you’re not good enough” or “you’re an unnecessary and expendable cog in the system” slap to my face. These people in suits who decided my worth for me became my symbolic enemies. In reality, they were just doing their jobs, but that didn’t stop my anger from brewing (and it wasn’t decaf).
Unexpectedly, that anger helped me, but only because I transformed it into something useful.Read More