I no longer ask "Can it get any worse?"

So, the job hunt continues. Had a wonderful, very promising interview two days ago. Spoke with the hiring employer for well over an hour. She was super impressed with my resume and the fact that I could speak in three syllabled words. In fact, she was so impressed with me, that at the end of the interview she said:

"I can't see hiring you. You have too much work experience and too much education. Why are you bothering to apply here?"

I tried in vain to explain that everywhere I looked I have been turned down. That my resume prior to my son might be able to land me a more fast-paced job, but (in reference to the job at hand) I wasn't looking for anything like that right now. I just want to be able to stand on my own two feet, be able to afford monthly insurance premiums, and move me and my son out into a little place of our own. For heaven's sake, I would bag groceries if someone would hire me!

I can't get a job, I can't catch a break. I feel like I am caught swirling down the drain, which leads to the sewer, which then empties out to an industrial petrochemical plant. What bits of confidence and self-esteem I have are chipped away a little bit each day.

My nights are sleepless and when I sleep my ex is there to stalk my dreams. Sometimes we are happy, sometimes he is telling me that we'll get married later, sometimes he's distant and angry. I know he's not coming back. I know that I will NEVER go back to him. But I hurt. I still hurt oh-so-much.

My son asked again for his Daddy J. Another dagger to the heart.

When will this present misery end? Is there an end in sight?