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Dark Night

As far as job hunting goes, I feel like I've been through the darkest night.  After 3 months and almost 2 weeks, I started feeling completely lost.  I know what I'm capable of, I've performed well in the past, I have a clear vision of how I can powerfully help an organization succeed with proof of past success, and I've got degrees and whatnot.  I underestimated how jobless this recovery is.  I underestimated how many people are in this boat of no job, working hard to get one, and getting little to no results.  Maybe an interview here and there; mostly emailed responses from organizations who've gone in a different direction than me.

It's so challenging to keep going forward.

I did meet with a temp agency yesterday, and in my mind, I developed a flicker of hope.  And it's hope that forms the light to keep going.  So I'm officially dusted off and ready to go again.  Back into my routine of researching my target organizations, identifying their open attractive positions, applying and getting in touch with any internal folks I know for suggestions, and possible advocacy.

Everything I read says that's the smart thing to do.

In my dreams some things came up about tweaking my resume.  I'll do those today.  There are ways that I can further demonstrate my unique statement of value to an organization that are missing.  I forgot to mention that I was the second person to receive the monthly award for junior HR employees demonstrating "Spot On" service: going above and beyond.  And there are a couple other things, that may catch a recruiter's eye as she tries to figure out whether to go in my direction.

Gotta find hope.

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