Reading your post it's clear to me that you lack any form of self-belief or self confidence. How did that happen? You write good English and have had an expensive education; why on Earth have you been wasting your talents and brains grooming dogs? In the UK we have now started scraping the bottom of the employee barrel and reached the sub-culture of people who can't be bothered to work, which is why employers are finding it so difficult to recruit intelligent, well-educated, honest, mature and above all, diligent workers. This is why the Government is so keen to attact workers from outside the UK, notwithstanding the current media hysteria over Romanians and Bulgarians. There are dozens of employers out there desperate for people like you; all you have to do is find them. Most employers are also honest and ethical and will reward hard work and punctuality.
I groomed dogs because I earned £40 an hour doing it and, before I smushed my wrist to smithereens, I was astonishingly good at it. Good enough to be headhunted to work in the US and Australia.
I have no self belief, seeing you ask, as my parents battered it out of me at a young age. Stick a horse between my knees and I could take on the world but without a horse, not so brave. I expect most people to be mean.
When I stopped grooming after the Scotland debacle, I got interview after interview but as soon as I mentioned that I needed a natural keyboard (happy to provide own) to type with interviewers lost interest. Also, at 49, employers have to pay me properly unlike had I been 17. Interestingly it seems that people who have been self employed for a long while are less employable. I was told over and over, via feedback from agencies who find bodies for employers, that my admin skills were not up to date, neither were my customer care skills or my telephone skills. I don't know who they thought did my books, talked to my customers or answered the phone. Even though when given IT or telephone assessments I passed them with flying colours.
From September 2011 to August 2012 I was rejected for around 120 jobs. It was a lot more than that in reality as I sent my CV off to hundreds of vacancies found in the paper or online where I received no reply. I diligently wrote them down for the Benefits Agency who thought that I might like 6 weeks stacking shelves at Tesco between 11pm and 6am 17 miles from where I lived with no transport other than my bike. I went back to grooming as it seemed like a good idea and the idea of Tesco made me feel suicidal.
My education is largely because I was married to a pillock in the RAF and tired of 'forces wife' chit chat, especially as I have no kids. I went on courses, a lot, so I could chill out with people who A) had a brain, B) Weren't a forces wife & C)Knew something of life outside the RA flaming F.
Training as a councellor could be a definite plan. My mother was an alcoholic and I have met others in my position via Al Anon. It might be nice to give something back. That would mean another degree I would think though. One of my groomer buddies has just finished a degree so she can go off counseling battered spouses/families of alcoholics and gamblers.