Margui Speaks Up

Hi everybody, here is a list of tools I use for combating depression from unemployment. A swimming pool season ticket, the most useful thing you can bring with you when you wake up "What colour is your parachute?" a book by Mr Bolle on how to find your dram job, if any. "Mental Training", a book my prof. Tupperware, the inventor of plastic cans, on how to suppress thinkings which tend to bog us down alcohol and friends ...any other suggestion? This database will be updated on a regular basis.

Here a picture of the first days being unemployed. The issue is whether this time has to be spent in the effort to grab a new temporary job, whatever it may be, or needs to be taken as an opportunity to rethink my mission in life. My answer is: the second you said. These past days have actually begun very well, and full of human touches. I went out with a friend for a beer and, having realized that I was desperately unemployed and she seemed much stronger than I was, when she asked: "so, what is your battle plan?", I quietly talked a bit a then left. Then, on the train home, I started to feel dizzy and wishing to vomit. I rushed out and kneeled on the trottoir. I was with my head declined, my mouth open and rivers of saliva going down to the floor. I was waiting for the acid-sour vomit to occupy all my aesophagus and rush out irresistible like a volcano. I was there quietly waiting as a sheep in the slaughterhouse. Then, a person gave me a napkin and asked me if I w...

Nojob. Unemployed. Hi, here I am. And I am not the only one But, unlike them, I am alone. So I resoluted to take this as a chance to think over my adventurous life, with the aim to try to make it even more adventurous, and to seed the seeds of success. I have thanked my emplyers for what they could give me, I have bought myself a cheap but nice printer, named Clara, super-efficient and still smelly of plastic and petroleum just as babies smell like an internal organ when they see light for the first time. I resoluted to give myself a routine during the future days I will be home alone looking for myself, and some exterior targets, so not to lose sight of the time, and not to lose my mind. This is the same psychologist recommended for the victims of Abruzzo's heartquake in Italy I decided that: I will go to swim every day at 8am I will lose 5 kilos, together with a friend (but still, 5 kilos each!), by the 10th of July I will keep track of my experience on this blog, once ...