But when all seems lost, I have a caring little sister. I’ve got two months to enjoy the wonderful family I have. Two months that I’m scared will go by all too quickly.
One month past the end of my three year, Advanced Diploma in Fashion Design, course.
Over 100 job applications later, my support payment has been cut down to $11 a week. I’ve been trying so hard to get off government (bullshit) “benefits” but I needed something to live on while I try and achieve that. I’ve studied my life away getting qualified in the field I have the greatest passion for and now I have to put that all aside just so I can get by. Do you know how heartbreaking that is? My family is moving away from me in less than two months and if I don’t have a job by then, the government is refusing to help me (when they have a legal obligation to!) and I’ll have $11 per week to pay bills/food/petrol/phone/etc. I also have to go through all of these ridiculous unemployment programs, where you get treated like you do nothing, are nothing, will be nothing, and I’m doing that just for my measly $11, and in the hope that one day they’ll see how difficult they made my living.
Like the fucking stress of my family moving so far away isn’t enough. I’m giving up my dream just so I don’t shrivel up, but I also get the pleasure of watching proper doll wankers, who do FUCKING NOTHING for themselves ride the wave of money that their lazy fucking asses don’t deserve.
I guess it is another kick of motivation to find a job though, but I have been into every shop and applied for anything I see online, and I don’t know how I haven’t got ONE positive reply yet. I can literally feel any sort of comfort and pleasure falling from me.
So to sum up, someone please send me a job. I’m only qualified in fashion design though, so have fun with that.
Australian government also sucks a fatty.
I also can’t afford to buy my family or friends Christmas presents.