It’s late, so just a quick post to note the last day of my job. I was touched to receive a farewell card and book token; I had only been there for three months and they would have been justified in not noting my departure in any way. I suppose this means that they liked me, on some level. It’s funny, I often reflect that I’m glad I’m not telepathic, so I don’t have to experience the negative thoughts people surely think about me, but when people do express their feelings about me, it’s usually positive. The cognitive dissonance has been building up for some time and possibly my self-image is very slightly and slowly improving. This despite feeling that I had made mistakes and embarrassed myself in front of my boss again today.
I was rather embarrassed not to have a new job already lined up when people asked me what I will do now. I had a helpful chat with my line manager about future employment prospects at the institution and elsewhere. In fact, the job agency through which I was employed at this institution has already forwarded me an advert for another job in the same institution for which I will apply, although I’m not sure I have the required experience.
The job application I spent a couple of hours working on earlier in the week seems to have been wasted, as the helpdesk for the website says there is no record of my email address being used to set up an account to make an application. This was at the public sector body that has caused me a great deal of wasted time and money over the years, as well as other forms of aggravation. Realistically, I probably wouldn’t want to work for them, but a job’s a job.
I went to depression group in the evening. I spoke about my job issues and related autism issues, but despite considering mentioning it, I didn’t mention my loneliness and thoughts about dating. I didn’t want to spend too long talking (I was the first person to talk), plus explaining frum (religious Orthodox Jewish) dating is something of a culture shock to people used to Western-style dating and relationships.
Related to this, I have come to the realisation that I can’t have a serious relationship right now. There’s just too much uncertainty in my life with unemployment and autism issues. I would be open to a more casual type of relationship, but it’s not really allowed in the frum world. I suspect a lot of women my age are looking for marriage anyway. Sad, but true: I’m not ready for marriage and children yet. I wish I was, but I need to learn how to look after myself better first and then how to get more out of the day so I can work, meet my religious obligations, have a family life and still get the autistic alone time I need to function. I don’t know when I will be ready, though. It’s very frustrating, as on some level at least I think I’m psychologically ready to love someone, I just don’t know how live in the mundane world at the same time (the reverse of people who have careers, but don’t know how to love and just pursue casual dates and hook ups).