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Internship

  • Writer: Jeannelle
    Jeannelle
  • Jan 18, 2024
  • 1 min read

Love is like a job. The more experience you have and the longer you have maintained that job, the more desirable you are for new prospects. Here I stand looking at the all postings, with very little hope left. Everyone requires minimum experience of 1-2 years. I have non. Zero. Zilch. The internship years to gain this desired experience is well beyond me. I am simply too old. The longer I go without the necessary experience, the harder it gets to even be able to be given a chance. It's a catch-22. I think it's time I simply grieve the jobs I'll never obtain and simply focus on my entrepreneurial journey. Focus on building up myself. That's all I have left.

 
 
 

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