As of Sunday, I've been unemployed for one calendar year. 365 days without a steady job.
With my past two layoffs, I made it close to a year but never broke the official mark.
This is uncharted territory for me. Oddly enough I don't know how I feel about hitting this unwanted milestone.
Naturally, no one wants to be unemployed for a year; it is an well know rule that the larger the gap on your resume, the larger the scarlet A on your employment history becomes.
Obviously I kept myself busy but it has to be reflected on my resume. I'm in the process of adding applicable experiences and refreshing my online profiles.
I also try to find ways to job hunt smarter, not harder and am studying for a certification test next week that once I pass it, should significantly increase my employment chances.
I honestly know it's gonna happen. I really do.
But it's hard not to compare myself to others as I've seen at least four people I know move to new jobs literally at the drop of a hat. Most of them weren't even looking. And if they were, it didn't take them a month, much less a year.
Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled for their success but it also makes me wonder what secret I haven't discovered.
Selling myself has always been a hard thing. I'm of the mindset that touting your accomplishments and talking about how wonderful you are makes you a braggart. If your shit is that hot, your accomplishments will do the talking.
Clearly I'm evolving out of that mindset---I have to---but it's not easy.
A year gives you a great deal of time to ponder change.
I just hope I'm pointed in the right direction.
Because this is one anniversary I don't want to repeat.