NO WORK!

One of the hallmarks of good mental health is being able to work. I mean preferably working in a rewarding job. We all need a purpose to want to put our feet on the floor in the morning. Just doing that is a struggle. I've recently lost my job and I'm quickly losing my sense of self. I'm looking down the wrong avenues for a way to boost my eroding self esteem. I feel so lost. Thank God psychosis hasn't set in. Cleaning the house has become my full time job. Actually it's an obsession. Every little dust spec must be removed or my mood radically takes a turn for the worse. Talking to men who want to live out their fantasies are looking good too. Being that I'm not dressing up for work nor feeling good about my appearance is now being sadly replaced by the empty compliments of unhappy men looking for someone to listen to their problems. Misery loves company. This is so unfulfulling. I need a job!