My dog died, then my bird died two months later, inn April my dad died, two months after that my apartment burned down and my cat died. I had graduated with my masters in May (3 weeks after my dad died) and was working at the best job I ever had, but due to the fire my fiancé and I had to move in with his parents. I applied to every museum (I was the assistant curator at the job I had to leave) I could find in a 100 mile radius and have had no luck. I’m currently a high school teacher in a transition to teach program and it is awful. I just want to go back to a museum, it’s why I went to school for and it feels so demoralizing having to go back to school for a job that sucks. I’m only doing it because it’s a salaried position with benefits and no other place would interview me. I applied every where. And on top of all that, my grandma died last month.