Fight

Strangers don't want to give you a break.  Strangers do not want to give you a chance.  There are billions of people in the world, all clamoring to prove they are super awesome and wonderful.

You have to be hardcore.  You have to prove that you can do it on your own, and if you're lucky, people will see your greatness.  Then they'll want to give you a chance.

It can be very challenging, when you think you've shown how amazing you are (in a cover letter, or through your résumé), and then people aren't interested.  I'm confident that I have done some really awesome stuff, to show how smart/creative/capable I am...and yet my "dream job" hasn't fallen out of the sky into my lap.  And, of course, there are people who get lucky and somehow land killer jobs, or make a ton of money to do something that you could do with your hands tied behind your back....life is not fair.

Fight.  Fight.  Fight.

Resilience

I can't do this.  It's too hard.  I'm not up to the challenge....no.  No, no, no.  You want to be unstoppable.  You want to be amazing, great, unbelievable.  You want to destroy any obstacle in your path, to climb the mountains that seem too high.  You can do it.  Yes, you can.  Yes, yes, yes.

Why is that the weak voice says "I" and the strong voice says "you"?  Somehow, it seems like the strong voice starts out as something that's not part of my normal thinking.  It's something higher, or deeper, or something held in reserve.  And then when I need it, I call upon it for help and it infuses some of itself into me.  Super-ego, I guess.

I feel amazing.  Hardened and battle-ready.

Go, go, go.  Be brave.  Think fast.  Be strong.  Overcome.