After a day of surprising productivity, I’ve got a fully-functioning CV. I haven’t had one of them since we were prodded into making them at school, at which time we were expected to show our “skills” by referencing things like “I started a club” or “I did this project in class”. And there’s not much difference between now and then, so it turns out.
I’ve got two weeks’ work experience, thanks to school pressure to set it up ourselves, after GCSEs finished, and several months’ worth of voluntary work as part of a scheme from two years earlier still.
And that’s it.
There’s a massive gap, filled only by A Levels and uni, which won’t easily be explained away. Interviews, if I can even get to them, will be additionally difficult if I have to admit that the gap’s there “because people made me panic, and they still do now, but it was worse then so I couldn’t do things because everything involves people”. And since I can’t even use the phone now, I’m not expecting that time to come any time soon, in which case that gap will only get wider.
This was meant to be a positive post. Sorry about that. I’ve now got a CV, which is the point, and tomorrow will be spent researching – because I was losing hope in things, but I reached a conclusion that involved, erm, not giving up, basically – options, to give hope to a good friend, with any luck.
So, the aim is to keep myself doing things and moving forward, and hopefully ending this reactive slump for the foreseeable future.
Watch this space.