I'm sorry if this might be to personall, but I have to let this out and it is relevent to this fourm.
I am currently jobless again, this time not to being TG, at lest not as far as I can tell, but due to 'inexperience'. Basically I was hired back in march to transcribe patient information in a way that the insurance company could understand for health coverage. The irony is that most of the underwriters had little to no medical training. Most had none. Anyways, at time of hire I was given a test to see how much I knew, to see if I could work as a nurse. I failed it horribly, as in, most of it left blank. However they liked me so they hired me, and threw me into training that out of a 5 day course I got 3, and spent those 3 days playing catchup.
Fast forward to last week, I knew I was having trouble but doing my darndest to make this work, afterall, it was a new company I could grow in, and my best chance to transition, both workwise and in personal sense. However, several things begain to crop up, self doubt about myself being top of the list and I became severly stressed. But I continued to work hard, up until I get called in to my bosses office to be chewed out because they were getting questions about whether I was really a nurse. Turns out in a few calls I had made serious errors and the clients wern't happy. I walked away with basicaly the saying, " one more screw up and you are gone."
I should have asked to go home, afterall, i'd gotten a full broadsie and was shaken badly, everyone could see it. But I wasn't thinking clearly and got back on the phones, promptly made a mistake, and was asked to resign. As I had yet to hit my 90 days I did so with the promise of a good reference. Probably a mistake, but again, not in the best of mindsets.
The thing is, this job was like a miracle, it built me up with confidence, and now its been ripped away. I know God has a hand in everything in our lives, minor to major but he is still there. I feel like he is punishing me for leaving the military, which was a minor miricle in how I got in to begin with. Now i'm out of a job, in debt, and with no viable options at this time. I want to be me and going back to a boy is something i just can't do, I can't. I'm not sure who me is anymore, but a guy isn't it, at least not the guy my family wants.
I feel like i'm losing my faith, which is probably the most significant part of my core identity. I am a christian is like saying I am me, it simply is the identifier in itself. If I know nothing else about myself it is that i'm a christian, at first due to my parents, but then out of my own faith, one that doan't need a preacher preaching it. I honestly would not be alive today if it were not my faith in God, Jesus, and the holy spirit.
Has anyone out there felt like this? What got you through it?