So…I didn’t get the abuse helpline job.
As you can imagine, I was pretty disappointed, so I asked for some feedback.
You can guess what they said can’t you?
Yup, that’s right, they were concerned as to whether I would be able to cope with such calls, given that I suffer from depression.
And I understand, I really do. I even hesitated to be up front with them about it, but thought I should be honest and forthright given the nature of the role.
It….well….it just seemed so right for me somehow. I have so much love and help to give, and I don’t want to die with it all still lodged here untapped inside me, so if I can stop others from letting pain, anger and fear blight their lives, I want to find a way to do it.
But maybe emotional intelligence, experience of the same kind of abuse and the desire to help really isn’t enough in this instance. I know the person interviewing me liked me, so I just have to believe and trust that she’s turning me down for my own good.
So much for ‘Ta da!’. Not a happy wabbit right now. 😦
The question is, moving forward, when it comes to other interviews, both as a volunteer and/or for paid work, should I be as ‘me’ as I was last time?
In other words, should I always be up front about my condition if/when appropriate or necessary?
If I was going back into a corporate environment (that’s a ‘Hell-to-the-No!’ as things stand, by the way) there is no way I’d ‘expose my child’, as Aunty C would say, to anyone in that world again under any circumstances, but I have another volunteer opportunity coming up (which isn’t anything like as heavy as the one I’ve been turned down for) and if asked, should I be transparent with them?
Fellow fruitcakes who follow this blog (and you know that I use this term as a compliment and with love), what do you think? What have you done in the past, and what would you do in my position right now?
In the meantime, there are far worse things happening in the world than my little disappointment, plus there is a big slice of plum crumble cake with my name on it, which I’ll have with a big mug of tea, which is far better than 70cl of neat gin, doncha think? 😉
Let’s hope God has something else in store for me with regard to my making a difference in this world…..
P.S. BTW I’m keeping the TK Maxx shopping, OK?!