Why?

Preface- This is going to be a bad, selfish post, jammed full of negative energy and bitter sentiment. I will preface by saying that I know that there are people all over the world with much, much worse problems then ours, but currently I don't think I know any of them and I feel like complaining.

Once again the Garvin's have been hit with bad news. Brian had a teaching job lined up for the school year next year. We got the call yesterday and thanks to budget cuts, they have revoked his contract. This coming now that the education job fair is over and most teaching positions in the county have been filled. So we are basically back to where we were in January, except now we have a sick child. Oh and my tumor in my leg may be back. Have to have another MRI on Tuesday because the last one showed positive findings.
I just don't get it. I don't know why bad things just keep happening to us. I wake up every day and wonder, "what now?". Of course, the last time I said that, Luke started having his tics and seizures, so I'm scared to ask. That job was the one and ONLY bright spot in an otherwise dismal year. I have been as strong as I know how to be, trusting that God would supply for us and care for us, but I am out of strength. My heart is broken for my husband, who has sent out 750+ resumes in the last 6 months. He has been trying so hard to find work and to take care of us. I just don't understand why all the doors keep closing. Go ahead and say it, "the darkest hour is just before the dawn", "every cloud has a silver lining", "God will make a way". All I hear at this point is "blah, blah, blah". I am tired, exhausted, miserable, sick of feeling like God has left us alone in the dessert to be eaten alive by vultures. I have nothing left to offer in the way of support for Brian. I want to get under the covers and just cry my eyes out until something changes. Did we make a mistake leaving Florida? Should we not have come to Charlotte? What are we doing wrong? I have heard so much encouragement and people telling us that they are praying and I am starting to wonder if God hears the name "Garvin" and just stops listening. (I know that God hears all prayers but I am just pissed off right now). Yes my faith is wavering. My hope is gone. I can't ask God to help us anymore because I don't even know what to pray. I am just...done. That's the only word I can think of. At some point I just want us to be able to enjoy our lives together with our son. I feel like we haven't had a chance to really do that since he has been born, not to mention the stress on our relationship. We make the best of it and luckily, we can communicate about how we are feeling but we work so hard at everything else right now that it's a little difficult to work our marriage. We need a date night or something, but honestly don't want to spend the money to do it because, once again, we don't know when we will have a pay check.
I am angry and frustrated and sad. My heart is broken and I am scared. I am tired most of all, emotionally exhausted. I just don't know what to do.