Everyone else seemed to be getting on well enough. Yet here I was: sitting on my ass barely able to make it out of bed most days. This wasn’t my first time dealing with death. I had known my grandma, track coach, former teammate, and one of my best friend’s dad to die. So I kept asking myself why I didn’t feel so strongly about them.
So you don’t have a job yet. That’s alright, no one told you it was going to be this hard. But hey, you’re doing it and that’s what counts. Take pride in that, keep plugging away at it, and know you’ll get there.