Comhroinn Fuaime

"You work. You hope. You give it everything. And then… nothing."(Sad) "It doesn’t work out. That email. That call. That result. Just… no."(Sad) "And suddenly that one no starts speaking for everything."(Sad) "And your mind goes there immediately… Maybe I'm not made for this. Maybe I'm not enough…

"You work. You hope. You give it everything. And then… nothing."(Sad) "It doesn’t work out. That email. That call. That result. Just… no."(Sad) "And suddenly that one no starts speaking for everything."(Sad) "And your mind goes there immediately… Maybe I'm not made for this. Maybe I'm not enough. Maybe everyone was right."(Sad realisation emotion) "But wait… since when does one closed door mean the whole building is off limits?"(Starts to gain confidence in voice) "One rejection. One result