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FRUSTRATED

It's four am and I am having issues sleeping, I've been like this for the last seven day and its affecting me mentally , my mind wanders to dark corner it shouldn't. The fact that i am currently unemployed and not getting any replies from the jobs I applied for is not making it better .

I spent most of my life as a student trying to get enough qualifications before I hit thirty, which I think is starting to look like a bad idea. I have my degree's and I am hundred percent ready for the employment market but no one wants to hire me because I have no experience. I spent a few months interning during the summer but I'm guessing that's not enough.

I moved back to Dublin almost three weeks ago because this is my home, I lived here for twelve years before going back to Nigeria for law school. Stayed back for a few months after the call because my boyfriend lives there and I wasn't about to throw the entire relationship out of the window.

I decided to put NYSC on hold as I was not mentally ready and I also heard about the shitty pay new wigs get. I am simply not about that life, so i decided to help my dad with his business but I started getting bored.

Packed my bags and came back to Dublin, so far I've applied for over fifty jobs, one rejection, bank account blocked because I didn't operate it for so long running out of money and sleeping on my aunts futon till I sort myself out.

I am frustrated but I am hopeful something will turn up. 

XXXX
L.D

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