Holy shit. I don't know you, but somehow your words echo with mine. I, too, have been deprived of a position that made me thrive. Call it basic economics, but getting something more than a flimsy temporal job is nothing short of an odyssey. I speak three languages. I've worked in any field that has let me in. I've studied, and kept studying. And yet, I can't keep something more than a flimsy, fucking, temporal job that won't even let me get out of my parent's house. What's more, I have to get out by the end of this year. Or, if luck's not by my side, I'll have to get out by the end of this month. Yeah. Perhaps I'll do a course of basic gardening and buy a house in the middle of nowhere. Gotta breathe the spite in and out. Choke on it.
It's refreshing to see someone who hasn't given up on their field, and for that I thank you. Perhaps circumstances will change with time, and hope is the only thing keeping me sane. I hope things get better for you, too.
Also, fuck everything.