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Spoke to Jenne (mom_o_cass) for a little while before, as she and Cassidy were in the laundromat... It was a very welcome call. I am beside myself in frustration, rage and loneliness, and it felt good to talk to a dear friend, even if it was brief. I don't talk to Jenne as often as I'd like, and although we read each other's journals, when I go too long without hearing her voice, it makes me a little batty. ;o)
Rob called me just now, and as much as I am thoroughly grossed out by him (thanks to his gross actions lately) right now, the other part of me appreciates talking to him, simply because we are in the same boat right now: we are both unemployed, extremely frustrated by that fact, broke and lonely. Our lives are in limbo, and we don't know when/how it's going to end. And there are few people in our lives who understand what we are going through. People who haven't been in the military and haven't fought a war will never understand what Rob has gone/is going through (myself included), and those who haven't worked in the entertainment industry will never understand what I am up against. I didn't just work in the entertainment industry, I worked in a very specialized corner of it, and it's a specialty that few know about or can fathom, even when I explain it to death. And I have nothing to show for my achievements. People ask, are you/were you on the radio? Um, sorta... kinda. Where can I hear/see it? Um, nowhere? What station are you on? ARGH!
I broke down on the phone before with Rob. It felt kinda good to cry. I do think he understands how I feel. I suppose that's the reason he's in my life right now. That's his role. We both know that things will turn around. They HAVE to. Nothing ever stays the same. It's the waiting and limbo that is torture.
Rob called me just now, and as much as I am thoroughly grossed out by him (thanks to his gross actions lately) right now, the other part of me appreciates talking to him, simply because we are in the same boat right now: we are both unemployed, extremely frustrated by that fact, broke and lonely. Our lives are in limbo, and we don't know when/how it's going to end. And there are few people in our lives who understand what we are going through. People who haven't been in the military and haven't fought a war will never understand what Rob has gone/is going through (myself included), and those who haven't worked in the entertainment industry will never understand what I am up against. I didn't just work in the entertainment industry, I worked in a very specialized corner of it, and it's a specialty that few know about or can fathom, even when I explain it to death. And I have nothing to show for my achievements. People ask, are you/were you on the radio? Um, sorta... kinda. Where can I hear/see it? Um, nowhere? What station are you on? ARGH!
I broke down on the phone before with Rob. It felt kinda good to cry. I do think he understands how I feel. I suppose that's the reason he's in my life right now. That's his role. We both know that things will turn around. They HAVE to. Nothing ever stays the same. It's the waiting and limbo that is torture.