About a year ago, I walked across the stage with a placeholder diploma (my official graduation was in July, but the ceremony was in May). Since then, I've been on a slew of interviews and whatnots. After about the fifth rejection, something snapped. I felt like I lost my confidence, my future, and my livelihood. I've lost track of how many applications I've submitted into the the abyss since then. I can't quite describe it, it was like this small spark that I had going into interviews. Not saying I aced them all, but I always went in and left feeling like I had accomplished something.
I noticed how I just couldn't seem shake off the nerves and the gloomy uncertain future in the last two interviews I went to. I've been searching for that spark, but I've mostly found little flickers with larger doses of despair and negativity, it's like condemning myself before the interview starts!
I'd like to think that I'm working on finding my spark, it's definitely a work in progress.
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