The True Cost of the "Hurry up & Wait"

Today is Thursday and I had 4 interviews this week. All of which I have to wait until monday or later to hear from. Two of them could work great together, if they both hired me. One of them, I think, is a seasonal job that could turn into permanent, maybe. The 4th interview, as it turns out, would only have work for me like twice a month. Meanwhile, I wait. Thankful for my place; I'm beginning to wonder if I can stay here past the 21st if I'm still out of work. Not being able to scream, cry, vent with anyone because it will come off as victim or emotional blackmail or whatever you want to call it is making my adrenal fatigue symptoms worse. So, here is where I do it! It pisses me off that I haven't found work by now so I can pay my own way. Looking for a bankruptcy attorney to remove my debt and force me to start from scratch on my credit, and it's actually clean. No late payments, etc... But not being able to keep that going because of no work, will force me to wipe it out completely. I would have to ask to be allowed to keep my car so I could get to work, once I found work. Fighting off the depression and self-pity is a struggle right now. A friend sent me some funds to help and they have. I've always been able to figure out a way to get my bills paid and support myself, but with the former employer getting in my way, cant even buy food for myself. My credit card bought my dog some food, which will last her for about 5-6 weeks. Did the dog food before the gift arrived in the mail. When I was allowed to move into this cute place, I was told that the neighbors are awesome people and would be great friends. Well, the sad truth is, they avoid me like the plague. I think they told the owner (my landlord), they were wrong by tell me I could depend on them for anything. I quit calling the full-timers for a just a meet-n-greet. They don't answer the phone or return my calls. The ones within view of my little house where I'm staying, hides if outside, just so they don't have to talk to me. It breaks my heart that I'm making a list of stuff to leave behind incase I do have to move out next weekend because of no work, because there is no room in my car for it all.